“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] It was obvious that she was in a deep trance.)

[...] In deep periods of sleep, children range further away, as far as dream activities are concerned.

[...] They were a deep luminous golden brown; I realized I was so close to them that I could see their minutest details in vivid color, even upper lids that fell over the upper portion of the eyeball. [...]

[...] The physical body is in a deep trance state. [...]

There is a temporary and initial, barely perceivable enlargement, a deep pulsing in the manner of a beating forth of cells and molecules—actually a sort of pulsation resulting in a minute but definite enlargement of tissue. [...]

[...] Her trance was deep, she felt very free, she said. [...]

[...] In addition the painting is done in various shades of brown, from golden yellow ochre to deep brown.

[...] It is only a way to acquaint your conscious self with your real and deep alliances. [...]

[...] Some of you are embarked upon adventures that deal with intimate family contact, deep personal involvement with children, or with other careers that meet “vertically” with physical experience. [...]

[...] I would certainly say more if it were possible, but outside of knocking Ruburt over the head, or putting him in a deep trance, there is really little I can say.

First of all, to me the term “unconscious” is a poor one, barely hinting at an actual open psychic system, with deep intertwining roots uniting all kinds of consciousness; a network in which we are all connected. [...]

Your reservoirs are also deep, and your inhibitions, while not as conscious and blatant as Ruburt’s, are nevertheless quite as strong.

[...] However I had the feeling she was not in as deep a trance state as before. [...]

[...] Both are methods of bringing deep knowledge closer to the realms of the egotistical self.

Nor did I brush aside my deep concerns about her symptoms because of the excitement stemming from the appearance, then the steady growth and complexity, of the sessions. [...] Seth told us a number of times that Jane did not have arthritis, like her mother Marie did, but had instead started to develop deep self-protective defense mechanisms at an early age as a result of her chaotic and fatherless upbringing.

[...] Both voices could make my ears ring, conjuring up deep-seated wordless emotions that usually lay unsuspected within the psyche. [...]

[...] I was in a deep trance. [...]

Again, at the time of the session Sally was in deep coma. [...]

[...] In a very deep manner, action does not differentiate between enjoyable and painful actions.

[...] Jane’s trance had been deep, her delivery for the most part just about as fast as I could write. [...]

[...] Unless the depression is very deep-seated, it will be broken or greatly weakened when you awaken.