“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

“But if you wrote down each such instance and kept track, you might find that there were too many to assign to coincidence, or discover that coincidence couldn’t apply to some at all,” I said. “You’d have your own growing body of instances to examine. You can’t prove that coincidence is or isn’t responsible for such things, but you could consider the unofficial hypothesis as a possibility. You might find that you have proof of precognition in your own life that you’re ignoring.”

“Coincidence,” Gramacy answered dourly. “I’d explain such instances that way.”

Rob replied, “That test was just one of many we did. We didn’t discount anything. When you use coincidence as a handy explanation for everything, then you never get that far.”

[...] The odds against this last point coinciding with the first two points would be very great. We thought that the two houses were already involved in a remarkable-enough series of “coincidences.”

[...] Believing such clues to be meaningless, the conscious mind does not perceive them, or calls them coincidences. [...]

[...] A coincidence — a mere trick of fate that Joseph could be walking through the old man’s home,² and that Mr. Markle would be spending his last time in a nursing home, as had Joseph’s mother — meaningless but evocative that this house was for sale, and that the old man was insisting upon a price higher than the house is worth, just as Joseph’s mother insisted upon a high price for her own home, and determined to get it.³ Period. [...]

[...] Again, the “official” mind says, “Coincidence. [...]

These coincidences do indeed hint at another kind of organization, and throw a different perspective indeed on the nature of events. Those coincidences and significances are indeed giving hints of the actual organization behind the facts of your world. [...]

[...] The ordinary events of each day are overloaded with coincidences and significances that are nearly invisible because they are so taken for granted, and they are so multitudinous in number, and fit so perfectly into the framework of the days.

[...] When they met, therefore our hypothetical people, they could only gasp with amazement at the ways of coincidence, and the strange fashion of chance or fate.

[...] He reports feelings of certainty, yet overall you have a tendency, shall I say (with irony) not to focus upon those new significances, those new coincidences, for you think still “in terms of the evidence.” [...]

Nor is it any coincidence that this freedom and emergence on your part coincides with Ruburt’s sure stages of recovery. [...]

[...] It took me a while to realize that Leonard’s arrival was hardly a coincidence, although I had trouble being specific mentally about just what I meant by that understanding. [...]

[...] It is a physical answer in fact to the worries initiated by your friend Leonard’s difficulties, and therefore it was no coincidence that he was here today. [...]

Ruburt is using that information well, and you have been excellent in your response and encouragement—and that, of course, is no coincidence. [...]

[...] Four little events took place, or culminated on that day, that certainly seemed to be more than mundane “coincidence.” [...]

These are all quite mundane events, of course, yet they show over a period of a few days glimpses of the inner order of activity, similarities and coincidences that actually lie at the heart of events, and serve as their true organization. [...]

[...] The action of the inner ego within the wider sphere of Framework 2 explains many events and seeming coincidences that otherwise seem to make no sense within your world. [...]

[...] What appears to you as chance or coincidence, however, is actually the result of the amazing organizations and communications active in the psychological reality of Framework 2. Again, you form your reality — but how? [...]

[...] However, it is no coincidence that you should hear me speak and that we have been drawn together. [...]

It is no coincidence that he also began working upon a novel idea, and no coincidence that further insights appeared to him this evening, and that the physical organism was almost immediately relieved. [...]

It was hardly a coincidence that this particular situation arrived in the social climate first of all portrayed in a movie.

[...] Nor have we heard or read about this amazing “coincidence” since seeing that one mention of it on that TV newscast.

[...] It could hardly be a coincidence, I remarked to Jane this noon that both mass events had taken place this year, and represented the two poles, or extremes, of mankind’s present belief systems: religion and science. [...]

[...] They insist that more than coincidence is involved — that the event is significant.

All of that came to mind this morning; not that it couldn’t have just been “coincidence” that later in the day I hear from Ed — after making three predictions that seemed to apply to him. [...]

… It would be simple enough, of course, to ascribe Ruburt’s thoughts and feelings to mere coincidence. [...]

[...] Now the manner of death is no coincidence, it is chosen. [...]

[...] And of course it is no coincidence that Timothy Foote, being the kind of man he is, came here, and is doing the Seagull’s story.

[...] Certainly it seemed more than coincidence that lots of the great things starting to develop involved people with this common denominator running through their lives—of Saratoga Springs, NY.)

(Seth said it was coincidence that the Gallaghers and the woman from Duke were in Puerto Rico at the same time, but not coincidence when they met. [...]

[...] It developed that the notes Peg and Bill kept did not often coincide with Seth’s material.

[...] No, the manner of death is no coincidence, it is chosen. [...]

It would be simple enough, of course, to ascribe Ruburt’s thoughts and feelings to mere coincidence. [...]

[...] They were almost (underlined) innocuous enough to be later accepted as coincidence. [...]

It was no coincidence, however, that you plunged into reading the New York papers during your stay in bed. [...]

A note I wanted to add: It was indeed no coincidence either that your house was so filled with guests when you became ill. [...]

(Since the visitors began to appear on the first day I was in bed and within a matter of hours, Jane and I soon thought it more than coincidence. [...]

You were quite correct: it was not coincidence, for example, that you heard from Bill Macdonnel just after the Burt Ryerson story. [...] There are obviously many patterns—some prominent and some subordinate, but they all work, often invisibly, adding up to seeming coincidences.

[...] It would be hardly a coincidence, I added, that the mass events at Jonestown and Three Mile Island took place within less than six months of each other, and that they represented the two poles, or extremes, of mankind’s present main belief systems: religion and science.

It was hardly a coincidence that this particular situation arrived in the social climate first of all portrayed in a movie.