“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Something on a desk. [...]

[...] The divider Seth referred to consists of an idea of mine to build a small bookshelf arrangement over Jane’s desk, so that she will have an enclosed working area at one end of our living room next to the windows.

(Again Jane bent over A.J.’s letter as it lay on the desk.)

[...] After talking to two different desk sergeants she was referred to the police chief. [...]

(I went back to my desk. [...]

A manuscript now from Ruburt lays on a desk. [...]

(Next, I seemed to look down a narrow lighted corridor at the back of myself as I sat at a desk or table. [...]

(Here, as though for my benefit, since I am so interested in Frank Watts, Jane pounded upon the table I use as a writing desk.)

A fountain pen, and a desk. [...]

(I’d heard sounds like water dripping in my studio, and had been looking back toward it from my desk in the living room. [...]

[...] In any case, whether it was lost or found, I see a navy blue scarf on the chair by his desk, in his office. [...]

(Here, Jane tapped on the table I use as a writing desk, for emphasis.)

[...] The three of us sat facing our mother, who was behind some kind of higher desk or bar. [...]

(Jane rapped upon my desk for emphasis; then she smiled somewhat patiently at my next question.

[...] She sat at her desk and was interviewed by the program’s host, then answered questions from listeners. [...]

[...] I began to doze in my chair as I sat at my desk. [...]

[...] After sitting at my desk disconsolately for an hour, trying to get my mind on my book, I decided to take a nap. [...]

[...] She had much difficulty sitting for the long hours she spent at her desk. [...]