“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

While you were
sleeping,
all the cupboards
of the earth
were filled.
Mother Earth
sought out each
need.

While you were
weeping,
your tears fell
as sweet rain
drops on small
parched hills
that rise in worlds
you cannot see,
though you are known
there.

While you were
sleeping,
Mother Earth
filled all the
cupboards of your
flesh
to overflowing.
Not one atom went
uncomforted
in worlds that
are yours,
but beyond your
knowing.

[...] [Was Jane’s elbow dropping, so the hand rose up? [...]

[...] Her lips were very close to my ear as she talked now; I could hear and feel each breath she took, each swallow she took; her voice dropped considerably in volume and I had the sensation that she was indeed speaking for someone else.

[...] Her head began to drop lower between Bill and I. At the same time, the shape of the skull changed, the hair grew shorter and fit around it much more closely. [...]

One of the advantages of the inner senses as they operate together is this ability to experience whole entirety patterns, and it is difficult to dilute this, to drop it so to speak, drop by drop. [...]

When I speak through Ruburt I must disentangle the concept from the patterns, which sometimes leaves me with short ends because it is natural for me to experience the concepts in their entirety; and yet I must drop very important data by the wayside because you are not capable of handling it, except in consecutive form.

[...] Jane had a cigarette after I’d put drops in her eyes and fixed her glasses. [...]

[...] Lorrie came in to give Jane eye drops, even though I told her I’d done so a couple of hours ago. [...]

(Today had been probably the hottest of the year—well into the nineties —although as we made ready for the session the temperature had dropped to some degree.)

[...] I’d dropped it because I became unsure of the reactions on both of our parts. [...]

[...] You could say “Well, that is that—we made an attempt,” and drop the entire issue (which is what we did say and do).

[...] They were dropped for several reasons, but mainly because he still did not understand that body beliefs were involved, and that these like the others could be changed.

He would not drop the psychic work. [...]

(10:00.) The feelings prevented him from going ahead far enough to allow his psychic experience to answer some of his doubts, yet he was too convinced of the validity to drop the work.

As they have dropped down they represent the dropping of resistance, and strength returns to them. [...]

To do that, I have to drop those old feelings of responsibility as a primary focus (to get the ideas out quickly so they can help people, etc.) because those feelings strain the Seth-book framework particularly when I demand that in each book Seth answers all questions and so forth. [...]

[...] We don’t know why the delay, but the batch makes up for what we’d taken to be a drop in the volume of mail over the last month; Jane had worried about falling sales, or some such thing. [...]

[...] Did those who could have made a dent in such mechanistic thinking simply drop out of such fields when they realized what the score was? [...]

On May 3, 1967, Peg and Bill Gallagher dropped in for our regular Monday night session, and as we sat around chatting, I told them about a letter I’d just received that amused me—and sort of outraged me at the same time.

“I’ll drop them a short note, thanking them for their interest or something. [...]

Our Monday and Wednesday sessions, where Seth develops the theoretical material, are still private, although a guest may drop in occasionally. [...]

One day I met Mrs. Brian, a former student who dropped out of class due to illness, who told me she had read a newspaper article about this present book that appeared in the local paper. [...]

(Then Jane told me that last night Shawn Peterson had dropped the bottle of Oil of Olay, and thrown away the dispenser along with the broken glass. [...]

[...] In addition, Peggy should be careful at the end of this exercise, when she drops her head forward, supposedly in a relaxed manner. Seth said the sudden dropping put a strain on the third to fifth vertebrae. [...]

(On May 28, a nurse in hydro dropped an empty pan on Jane’s left instep, making one of those depression cuts in the flesh. [...]

[...] No sooner had we stopped the session than Joan came in to give Jane eye drops. [...]

[...] No one had taken Jane’s temperature this morning, since it had dropped back to normal range. [...]

[...] Using this approach however, for ten days minimum, you drop the work you are doing. You drop the idea of work as work during your usual work hours. [...]

[...] Your job now is simply to remove them, and as you remove each one, easily, to drop in a seed of positive thought to replace it.

[...] The arms have dropped down once again from the very uptight position they held at the beginning of your venture. [...]

[...] I’ll drop it if you say....)

You never drop anything. [...]

(After getting her drops at 4:15, Jane began a series of movements with her head and shoulders, her left leg, then ended up moving her torso from side to side. [...]

[...] After getting her eye drops from Lorrie, Jane’s left leg started moving, her foot rotating up in the air a couple of inches. [...]