“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] He works in another department, and is named Hack Rice. [...]

That day, in the art department where Rob works mornings, a co-worker told Rob that he had just read my story and liked it. [...]

[...] The connection being a comparison of the two men’s tactics in running their respective departments. [...]

[...] The cab was also in front of a stone building—Garfinkel’s Department Store.

[...] I added that although we’d talked about doing so—and had even mentioned doing so in our letter to the legal department last December—I’d also felt that she wouldn’t stand for such an action. [...]

Now you can often find them in the departments of government, in those areas where travel is involved, or in finance. [...]

[...] They use the physical body fully, or they partially depart according to their own inner needs and development.

[...] Growing up, she was “frightened most of the time,” Jane told me as I prepared this note: She often lived alone with her bedridden mother, such periods being punctuated by a succession of itinerant housekeepers appointed by the welfare department. [...]

To me, even thinking about an entity who has died is a form of communication with the essence of that departed one, whatever its nature, shape, and complexity “was.” [...]

[...] Iran’s religious leaders actually run the country now, operating behind a weak secular and probably temporary government appointed by its Western-leaning and departed leader before he fled his country last January. [...]

The head of the Subsidiary Rights department at Prentice-Hall had informed Jane that four copies of the film option contract were in the mail.⁴ By the first of August we’d had our attorney check, sign, and notarize the contracts, Jane and I had signed them, and I’d returned them to our publisher. [...]

[...] department of Prentice-Hall the frontmatter proofs for If We Live Again. [...]

[...] How ironic, that the one still physical grieves for the departed loved one, while that newly dead individual is joyfully becoming aware of connections with other existences, other loves….