“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] She has felt psychologically trapped for some time, this bringing about the physical trap into which she has fallen.

[...] Nevertheless when you become overly concerned with the seeming shortness or lack of time, it is almost always because you have fallen back to conventional ideas: you have only so many moments in a day. [...]

On the one hand, man did indeed feel that he had fallen from a high estate, because he remembered that earlier freedom of dream reality—a reality in which the other creatures were still to some degree (underlined) immersed.³ Man’s mind, incidentally, at that point had all the abilities that you now assign to it: the great capacity for contrast of imagination and intellect, the drive for objectivity and for subjectivity (softly), the full capacity for the development of language—a keen mind that was as brilliant in any caveman, say, as it is in any man on a modern street.

[...] “The house could have fallen down, I think … I had that thing again where you’re in it so deep that you’re a part of it — the feeling where you’re in the guts of things.

[...] These were considered products of the weak and lustful flesh — bad enough, but considering man’s fallen state, understandable lapses. [...]

[...] He felt he was too spontaneous, again, too impulsive—but then in that belief system he worried if his sexual needs could not be properly squashed, supposing someone else aroused them, and he “fell in love” with someone else as quickly as he had fallen in love with you. [...]

This does not mean that humanity has fallen from that state of grace into what may seem to be a lower condition. [...]

[...] Then: “I think that right now there’s some material I sense, but it hasn’t fallen into the right slot yet. [...]

[...] If they did not die of the disease, they may have “fallen prey” to an accident, or died in a war, or in a natural disaster.

[...] You have a more solid framework now than you had earlier and you have gotten over successfully several pitfalls into which you could have fallen. [...]

(Jane’s psychic work has resulted in a steady, if modest, increase in mail, and gradually we’ve fallen far behind in answering it. [...]

[...] Jane lay so quietly that I thought she’d fallen asleep—but no, she said, she was just moving inside very quietly. [...]

[...] She’s fallen into a regular, very narrow pattern of eating, watching TV, and sleeping, either in her chair or in bed, night and day. [...]

[...] We’d fallen so far away from a “normal” physical routine of living and motion that I could hardly recall what our lives had once been like. [...]

[...] There was a scattering of wet fallen leaves about.

[...] One of them was so long I thought she had fallen asleep. [...]

(By now, speaking, Jane had fallen into a mode of dictating to me as I wrote; this was different than her simply telling me something in ordinary terms. [...]

[...] Seth’s kind of information must have surfaced innumerable times, I think, and for many reasons fallen short as broad coherent systems of thought. [...]

[...] At the time this knowledge was a surprise to us, since we’d fallen into the habit of thinking the symptoms were an outgrowth of the psychic abilities.

(I was busy writing down the above paragraph when I realized Jane had fallen silent. [...]