“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Also, I saw a big black spider on woman’s dress, over one breast. [...]

Later still, a dress shop, and then a restaurant, as the neighborhood deteriorated. [...]

[...] First of all, an impression of an unpleasant occurrence connected with a woman in a blue dress. [...]

[...] [I was actually partially dressed, and beneath spread which was doubled.] I had the feeling my body might rise without it, since it felt dissolved below the chest. [...]

[...] She was called late, and while rushing to get dressed caused a run in her last pair of stockings. [...]

(November 3, Tuesday 7 AM: Getting dressed for work this morning, I abruptly had the rather clear thought that I should walk back to my studio and look out the back windows, because I would be able to see that a car was parked in front of the garage, blocking the exit of my car from the garage. [...]

(It was of a young girl in a type of flaring and belted, blue party dress. [...]

[...] He was short, rather stout, dressed in light shirt and pants. [...]

[...] During her first weeks home, I seldom slept more than two hours at a time: It seemed that I was always getting up to check the dressings on her decubiti, to adjust her pillows, to help make her more comfortable on the motor-driven, pulsating air mattress we’d finally settled upon as the best recommended support available. [...]

[...] She wears a print dress that had been given to her in the Roman Catholic orphanage in Troy, some 35 miles from Saratoga Springs; she’d spent the previous 18 months there in the institution while her mother had been hospitalized in another city for treatment of rheumatoid arthritis. [...]

[...] He was very well dressed and very well spoken, and I didn’t pay enough attention to the doubts I sensed when he told me about hearing voices in his head, and asked if Jane did the same thing with Seth. [...]