“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Later I will suggest that Ruburt cut down on both sugar and milk for coffee, but for now let it stand. [...]

[...] Different reports place dairy products, red meats, coffee, tea, eggs, and fats on the list. [...]

[...] My condition became so totally relaxed that any conscious and deliberate movement was forgotten unless I made a strong effort to exert myself—to pick up a piece of paper, to lay this notebook on the coffee table, say. [...]

(Jane sat on the couch in her usual position for the session, and I sat facing her across the coffee table while using her own chair. [...]

The earlier drinks of course let down his guard, but it was the caffeine in the coffee that allowed the system to alert and direct the inner abilities on this particular evening. [...]

[...] (Pause at 10:05.) He makes an evening visit to his office, and perhaps has coffee in the cafeteria. [...]

[...] Jane leaned back on the couch with her feet up on the coffee table, and I sat facing her with my notebook propped up on one knee; the fireplace was only a couple of feet in back of me. [...]

[...] During their visit I noticed that my right leg, propped up on the coffee table, would suddenly fall very quickly and unexpectedly to the floor. [...]

[...] With a gesture of despair, she waved at the floor-to-ceiling bookcases and at the magazines piled on the coffee table. [...]

[...] Over coffee Monday, Dr. Instream asked if we had read F. W. H. Myers’ Human Personality. [...]

(However, we also have a small coffee table in our apartment, and it is painted white. [...]

After school I went home and sat down for a cup of coffee when the phone rang. [...]

[...] We sat on opposite sides of our coffee table. [...]

[...] My parents also have a round mirror-topped coffee table in the living room. [...]

[...] We were drinking coffee by then however and Seth did not come through. [...]

[...] But Jane set up the recorder, placed the mike on a coffee table near the center of the room, and ran a few feet of tape to make sure her voice was picked up from any part of the room. [...]

[...] Hallucination is not involved, unless I am hallucinating now as I write this page, sip my coffee, and feel honest indignation that some of us would limit our abilities to protect limited concepts. [...]

[...] The table between Joseph and myself (Jane, in trance, sat with her feet upon our long narrow coffee table) does not feel invaded by the invisible particles that compose it. [...]

as we talk and drink coffee

[...] No session had been planned for this evening but as the four of us sat around our coffee table Seth came through at about 10:30 PM.

[...] We were drinking iced coffee, and as the session started, my glass sat on the wooden table. [...]