“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] He may write his name on a check, or scrawl an inadequate letter to a relative, and his very handwriting might even deteriorate. [...]

[...] This pattern was most pronounced while Seth was producing Mass Events, but without checking at the moment we remember similar if shorter layoffs while the previous books were being produced. [...]

[...] Again, without checking, I think that an examination of our records would show that her symptoms flared up, indeed worsened, as she worked on each Seth book, and that behind her labors on each book there lay this fear that she was going too far with each one she produced. [...]

[...] Imagine, then, our great surprise when the readers of Reality Change began to contribute: small checks; medium checks; the occasional larger check. [...]

Do I think it a “coincidence,” then, that I received the page proofs, or galleys, to check for Volume 1 of The Personal Sessions from publisher Rick Stack on September 5, 2002, when Jane died on the same day 18 years ago? [...]

[...] We made dated notes and times of her impressions so she could check them when our friends returned. [...]

The checks kept arriving as Jane’s health very slowly cotinued to deteriorate even with all of our creative activities in 330. [...]

[...] Disease in itself on that level is a part of the life-survival process, and a system of checks and balances. [...]

[...] Do not check to see how well it is working. [...]

[...] Part of him remains to keep check on me, and unfortunately this is the part that could be, but is not as yet, aware of his other surroundings.

[...] At the same time, however, you must not be ever-checking Ruburt’s condition for the evidence.

[...] She counts on you to go ahead and to break into these inroads and to make progress as you count on her to double check your every step along the way. [...]

Now the woman who was his mother this time had a connection with another leader—I am trying not to get distortions in here; you may have to check some of this later—I believe Charlemagne, and Ruburt slew him in battle, after he was first crippled. [...]

[...] This means that they checked out. [...]

[...] And she will check over this account before it goes into the record.

[...] During her first weeks home, I seldom slept more than two hours at a time: It seemed that I was always getting up to check the dressings on her decubiti, to adjust her pillows, to help make her more comfortable on the motor-driven, pulsating air mattress we’d finally settled upon as the best recommended support available. [...]

[...] At first she tried to do it as best she could through writing: Painfully, holding her pen awkwardly, she spent over an hour recording the first four paragraphs—even then, after checking our records, I added to her work material about dates and sequences.)

[...] Even then, you might not recall the dream, but the situation itself as it comes to your attention might make you check your tires, decide to put off your trip, or instead lead you to inner speculations about whether you are going too fast in a certain direction for your own good at this time. [...]

[...] I wiggled my toes to check its presence. [...]

[...] Evidently Dr. K wanted the picture to check on blood clots perhaps breaking loose near the heart. [...]

[...] You do not stop and check your own thoughts. [...]

[...] I would say the realization became conscious late last year; I kept the job until we finished checking the script for Seth Speaks, by the end of January.

[...] Jane learned little about their trip other than that the Gallaghers took many notes to use in checking against Seth’s notes; and that Bill found himself involved in a “strange experience” with a piano player and what he thought was telepathy. [...]

[...] Immediately, I checked the clock. [...]

[...] I seemed to be improving but wanted an inner check. [...]

[...] Jane thought the family name was similar to the “Gramada” that Seth had described; at session’s end I wrote that I intended to check our records for the missing name, and to ask Seth about it — but I neglected to do either of those things. [...]

[...] Without feeling any great curiosity I checked out one place we’d seen before: the hill house. [...]