“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Our cat, Willy, suddenly jumped up into Jane’s lap — just as he’d done in the last session. [...]

[...] Once again Jane’s trance was broken when our cat, Willy, jumped up into her lap. [...]

[...] While she was delivering the material our cat, Willy, jumped up on her lap and began to playfully pull and tug at her wool sweater. [...]

[...] I fed the cats and put them in the cellar. [...]

In our tests with the Jesuit and the cat lover, we hit on several specific points. [...]

A cat knows how to kill a mouse, and the consciousness of the mouse knows when to leave. [...]

We would exist in this other dimension of time whether we knew it or not, of course, just as our cat exists in my four o’clock in the afternoon, without ever understanding what a clock is. In a way, the cat is more nearly right than I am, because clock-time is an artificial device, and he’ll have nothing to do with it. [...]

Ruburt’s playing with the cat was of great benefit. [...]

Ruburt was correct in his assumptions about your cat. [...]

[...] Our cat jumped up into Jane’s lap as she spoke. [...]

Your friends, my friends, the Jesuit and the cat lover are sleeping in a different room than they were at our last session.

At this time, that is now (9:44, Monday, October 25) our cat lover is reading. [...]

[...] Our cat lover laughs. [...]

[...] Our friend the cat lover attends this discussion.

(Here, our cat Willy jumped up on Jane’s lap as she sat while dictating. [...]

If you remember that beneath all, each unit of consciousness is aware of the position of each other unit, and that these units form all physical matter, then perhaps you can intuitively follow what I mean, for whatever knowledge man attains, whatever experience any one person accumulates, whatever arts or sciences you produce, all such information is instantly perceived at other levels of activity by each of the other units of consciousness that compose physical reality—whether those units form the shape of a rock, a raindrop, an apple, a cat, a frog or a shoe. [...]

[...] What Ruburt said about the beloved monster (Willy, our cat) is true.

(“Seth, is our cat Willy aware of your presence with us, now? [...]

[...] I am not all that important to your cat, although sometimes he senses me quite plainly.

(At this time Jane, as Seth, stood up and picked up our cat Willy. [...]

(At one time our cat Willy became sick on the rug, and Seth broke from the discussion to enable Jane to take care of Willy.

[...] Some cat.

Your cat and the birds on your rooftop all do their part. [...]

A vibrant encounter, concerning the cat lover’s father. [...]

[...] We had forgotten to put our cat, Willy, in another room before the session. [...]