“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] “Give me a cigarette. [...]

[...] Like now I’m afraid to pick up a cigarette—I think I’ve got one in my hand but I don’t at all.... [...]

[...] After fifteen minutes I had to get her a cigarette, talk to her to keep her awake, etc. [...]

(“Oh, give me a cigarette and I’ll try to have a short session,” Jane said. [...]

[...] [See Note 1 for Session 901.] A few nights before that, Jane had awakened and turned on her table light, sitting up in bed to have a cigarette as she sometimes does. [...]

[...] He is not upset basically (Jane got up from her rocker and walked about the room as she spoke, looking for her cigarettes) believe it or not, with the delay in his book publication, though this is the conscious rationalization.

[...] After she had gotten up to get her cigarettes, she sat down opposite me at the table again, and spoke from there until break. [...]

[...] She lit a cigarette. [...]

[...] She had smoked a cigarette after the interruption.

[...] Her pace had picked up once more, her eyes had begun to open, and she had smoked a cigarette. [...]

[...] She was smoking, and opened her eyes but the one time to put out her cigarette. [...]

[...] Her eyes had remained closed except when she put out her cigarette and took a sip of wine.

[...] Her eyes soon began to open; she began speaking with a smoking cigarette in her hand. [...]

[...] (Smile, lighting cigarette.) Was there something your future self had forgotten? [...]

[...] She lit a cigarette.)

[...] During break Jane sat on it while she smoked a cigarette. The break was rather long, and Jane had started on her second cigarette. [...]

[...] The various unfortunate effects that seem to be caused by smoking are not caused by the cigarettes so much, as by those psychic habits which cause a personality to seek security within such habitual patterns that become compulsive.

[...] Eyes open and closed, voice okay, she smoked a cigarette. [...]

(At 4:20 Jane was able to move both arms and shoulders to such an extent that she had me take away her ashtray and cigarette so she had more room. [...]

[...] Jane had a cigarette after I’d put drops in her eyes and fixed her glasses. [...]

[...] Several times earlier I’d awakened also, sat up, and smoked a cigarette. [...]

[...] Get our friend some cigarettes....

[...] She woke up confused: “Didn’t I have a cigarette going? [...]

[...] Still in trance, she lit a cigarette and sipped a drink.)