“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Jane also told me that she liked class—we had discussed her dropping it soon—and that she intended to be “freer” in it from now on; and that the tooth thing would be conquered. [...]

You do not understand the dimensions into which your own thoughts drop, for they continue their own existence, and others look up to them and view them like stars. [...]

[...] When in the beginning you were cautious, and worried about his overdoing it, or going into trance at the drop of a hat, he relied upon you in that way. [...]

[...] I dropped a lighted match into a littered ashtray, which flamed up; when I tried to put the fire out I found I couldn’t.

[...] You felt guilty because you have not offered to help paint your parents’ home, inside or outside, although your mother has dropped frequent and heavy hints. [...]

[...] LuAnn—drops and blood pressure. [...]

[...] I drop my cigarettes, pick them up, then discover that I also have an extra pack I did not know about. [...]

[...] Reaching over, I dropped the test envelope in Jane’s lap as she spoke. [...]

[...] She told me she had felt the envelope drop into her lap but that it had not bothered her.

[...] Sharon came in to do her vitals, LuAnn her eye drops. [...]

[...] After getting her eye drops Jane did some more subdued exercises while I made notes and worked on mail. [...]

[...] Lorrie came in to take Jane’s temperature—96.8. A few minutes later Lynne came in to give her eye drops. [...]

[...] It was too much: Peg and Bill dropping in like that during a break in the first Seth session we’d held in almost a year. [...]

They grow quite sluggish in wintertime, in very cold climates, and their temperature drops, as is characteristic of hibernating animals, except that their temperature is more sensitive to daily variations, so that on some winter days they can forage for food very well, while on the other hand they may hibernate for even weeks on end.

(This was a perfect opportunity for me to slip the test envelope out of its hiding place on the bookshelf, reach across my small writing table and drop the envelope into Jane’s lap. [...]

(Jane said she felt it when I dropped the test envelope into her lap. [...]

You do not understand the dimensions into which your thoughts drop, for they continue their own existence, and others look up to them and view them like stars. [...]

(Sue said the material had a great deal of meaning for her, and that she now realized that it hadn’t been an “accident” that she’d dropped in this evening. [...]

(When Jane came out of trance, Sue was again “drastically aware of the drop” in Jane’s speed. [...]

[...] After LuAnn gave Jane eye drops my wife’s feet both began going, left one up in the air. [...]

I want you both, then, to understand that in the greater light of creativity, understanding its true meaning, you have taken the right course, and therefore drop from your minds any lingering ideas of conflict and doubt. [...]

[...] The session had started late because we’d had unannounced visitors from out of town who had heard of us—so they simply dropped in....)

[...] Lorrie came in to give Jane eye drops. [...]

[...] He dropped it. [...]