“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Jane said she couldn’t remember much of the material. [...]

[...] Jane began reading yesterday’s session, but couldn’t do it. [...]

[...] She tried to do more today, but couldn’t concentrate upon it. [...]

(By the time the landlord realized we couldn’t shovel our own way out, he couldn’t get his own plow into the driveway, nor could he hire help; everyone was busy. [...]

[...] I couldn’t help but be bothered greatly by this, and tried to shake off the feeling so we could get on with it. [...]

[...] Miracle of miracles — when the heat came on tonight the furnace was so quiet I couldn’t believe it. [...]

[...] You can’t believe the time when you get back, sometimes, but you couldn’t have gotten the information any other way. [...]

[...] She couldn’t be sure of either date. [...]

[...] “I couldn’t tell what was going on.” [...]

[...] “I couldn’t tell what was going on,” Jane said as she rested.

[...] Jane is now ready to listen to the tape, and so am I. Last night I couldn’t find the tape, but now I did, just before beginning to type this session. [...]

[...] I told Jane before the session tonight that I couldn’t give her much of any sort of answer to her questions about the chants or the Sumari development in general. [...]

(We had two questions for Seth, since we’re trying to get into the habit of writing such down as they occur to us: 1. Jane wanted Seth to comment on why he’ll take off on something she’s read, and reinterpret it his own way, or carry it further; her question came up because he did this Monday while she’s reading Fred Hoyle’s book, Ten Faces of The Universe; 2. Jane wanted Seth to give information on her “significant” dream of last Saturday morning, July 1. She couldn’t remember any details from it, but has talked about it often; she thinks it had something to do with health.)

[...] I confused her, I learned, for she couldn’t tell the difference between my remarks about the body wanting freedom, and her grim desire to keep it down. [...]

(Needless to say, neither Jane or I know math; I may know a little more than Jane, but I couldn’t explain an integer to her at break this evening, for instance. [...]

[...] Jane said she could not make any conscious attempt to answer the questions, since she couldn’t read the formulas. [...]

[...] She also thought that she personally couldn’t live up to the high quality of the Seth material — her own “mental work,” a good way of putting it. [...]

[...] Before he did Seth Speaks, she was scared Seth couldn’t write a book. [...]

[...] Jane was upset, so upset that at first she couldn’t let Seth through, even though she wanted to. [...]

[...] She tried to read yesterday’s session, but couldn’t do it. [...]

[...] Jane started reading yesterday’s long session, but couldn’t handle it too well. [...]