“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(It will be noted that Seth referred to Thomas Voghler in the present tense, whereas the board noted he died in 1894. [...]

[...] If looks could kill, the children would have died on the spot.

([Rachel:] “In other words I am withering up and dying.”)

[...] Ruburt followed Buff to another layer of existence, (pause), with many who had died that evening. [...]

[...] Long after it was over it was on our minds, for we did not like to think of an injured animal that had, perhaps, crawled away to die.)

[...] three children who died before the age of three, and records, I believe, attesting to this fact—couched in one of the historical societies—or in land grant information. [...]

(It’s estimated that Jesus Christ was born between 8 and 5 B.C., and died in A.D. 29 or 30.)

[...] The storm had once again died down.)

[...] It stayed brighter for several minutes as he continued talking, then died down. [...]

He might have died of heart trouble by the age of 40, for literally his heart would have been broken, and communication between the two of you would have quite fallen away. [...]

[...] Cells die and are born. [...]

(“Then Miss Callahan will be almost fully materialized on the other plane before she dies on this plane?”)

[...] It was a very beautiful elm tree that died several years ago, and I was quite attached to it. [...]

[...] Perhaps the person, a man, died at 23, or 23 years ago, but the number 23 is somehow connected. [...]

[...] You have died before reaching adulthood—or you have lived and become senile—or you have lived and attained wisdom. [...]

[...] When he lay dying, early in February 1971, I stood so that I had a view of him similar to the one I’d just experienced of myself. [...]

[...] Therefore it is possible for Frederick, this year, to become ill at the smell of a particular perfume because subconsciously he knows that in 1980 his mother will be wearing that perfume when she dies.

[...] The two 1961 plants died a couple of years ago. [...]

[...] His father had died a few months ago, and while he stood in the backyard, a place he knew and had loved since childhood, Jimmy thought to himself: “Now, if I could see my father’s apparition, then I could tell Ma, and she’d feel a lot better,” or words to that effect. [...]

[...] That the house had long been sold, that my parents had died in the early 1970s, and that Jane and I had been married for 26 years and lived in Elmira, New York, were irrelevant in the dream. [...]