“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] This was Lydia’s first Seth session and she sat wiggling nervously in her chair as Seth gave names, dates, and particular episodes of this past life.

[...] Simply put: The addition of a small desk and chair to the bedroom as a more or less permanent fixture for a small private place, accessible when he wants it, for our so-sensitive and sometimes pig-headed Ruburt. [...]

Here I found a table and chair set of fine dark wood, and beyond, another spacious apartment. [...]

(Our young tiger cat, Billy, had been sleeping on a nearby chair. [...]

[...] There was no end to them, and there still isn’t. Like, why had I stayed way later than usual on the night of her death—so late that I fell asleep in my chair beside her bed after she had fallen asleep? [...]