“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Three or four people (pause) with cards of some kind. [...]

[...] We may even give you a report card. [...]

[...] The impression of a card that somehow connects two houses. [...]

[...] The first concerned a card shape, rectangular, with balancing designs on each end of it while held horizontally. [...]

([Arnold:] “If we were two-dimensional and were one of a stack of cards placed in the middle of the deck, we would not be aware of those above and below, but if we could pull ourselves out of the stack we would be able to see that which was above and below?”)

[...] In your terms, and simply as an image, the further up you can go that not only was there one stack of cards, but many other stacks about it. [...]

[...] I hadn’t been home and he’d left a card on the porch floor; eventually I’d answered it. [...]

[...] Afterward I gave her a Valentine’s Day card, and a box of candy shaped like a heart. [...]

(First, though: Last week I received from our eye doctor, Jim Adams, the usual card telling me that it had been two years since my eyes had been examined and new glasses prescribed. [...]

(The crew at the hospital did have a birthday party for me, and even though I knew what they were up to, it was still a delightful surprise, what with their obvious good will and cheers, the cards, and the food — more than we could eat, at least Jane and I. Mary, the head nurse, made the chocolate cake with chocolate icing. [...]

[...] Anne’s letter lay on the table before us tonight, with a pack of file cards pertaining to Jane’s poetry that Blanche had had on file for safekeeping in Baltimore.

[...] I opened a letter from a reader who had sent us our individual lifecharts, in answer to a card I’d used to reply to her letter last month. [...]

(My typed front copies of the front of the two cards used as the objects in the 44th envelope experiment, in the 245th session for March 28,1966.)

(Copies of the backs of the two cards used as the objects in the 44th envelope experiment, in the 245th session for March 28,1966.)

(Reduced-size copies of the identification card used as test object in the 28th envelope test, in the 224th session for January 17,1966.)

(Copy of the card used as the envelope object in the 81st experiment, in the 310th session for January 9, 1967.)

[...] Then I was working for Jake Ruppenthal, my old boss at Artistic Card Company, when he was art director. [...]

(I worked on answering Christmas cards for half an hour after breakfast, and will have to adopt some sort of system like that to get caught up on the fan mail. [...]

[...] Once again we sat at the card table in the living room. [...]

[...] I did feel him around earlier,” she added, then started dozing again as we sat at the card table. [...]

[...] He’s an artist I work with at Artistic Card Co.)

[...] A sin can be anything from playing cards to having a sexual fantasy. [...]

(I showed them to Jane after the session and asked her to translate them, as she has done with the Christmas card I made for her, but she hasn’t had time to do so as I begin typing this the next evening. [...]

[...] The same applies to the verses I wrote for her Christmas card.)

[...] She sat dozing with her body tipping to her left in the chair as we sat at the card table in the living room. [...]