“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] She upset the whole floor, ran screaming up and down the halls, threw dishes at the nurses and was completely irrational.”

[...] I was working afternoons at an art gallery, and after the dishes were done and Rob was through with painting for the day, we got out the board.

One weekend afternoon, Rob was napping, and I was doing the dishes. [...]

[...] If Anna didn`t boil Jimmy’s eggs just right, he’d curse her out, and she’d retaliate by throwing some of Mom’s dishes at him, both of them screaming. [...]

I was doing the dishes when a drawback suddenly occurred to me. [...]

We didn’t return to “work,” however, until we’d enjoyed a covered-dish supper that a loving neighbor had prepared for us. [...]

[...] She had to sit on a high stool to do the dishes. [...]

[...] She no longer washed dishes or cooked at the stove. [...]