“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] I felt, uneasily, that a small but significant tear had been ripped in the nature of things. [...]

[...] She said her eyes felt heavy when break came. [...]

[...] However she felt this was incorrect; she could feel Seth leading her away from the idea of this relative, and her name, so she did not give voice to it.

([Joel:] “You don’t just automatically think good things about this fellow and then repress the negative thoughts and never even become aware that I felt...”)

[...] I felt during the process the inevitability, the recognition, even a sense of familiarity: “Of course, this particular dying is mine and no other.” [...]

[...] She said that while delivering this material she felt tremendously certain of it. [...]

[...] She felt more alert now, she said, but still wasn’t as wide-awake as usual. [...]

[...] Someone else may experience instead a version of that event, which then becomes that individual’s felt reality.

[...] This interlude was longer than we had anticipated, and after the talk had dealt with matters psychic for some little time Jane announced that she felt uneasy. [...]

[...] Such invisibilities as humidity, radioactivity and all electrical values are felt as quite real things to your tree.

[...] Jane felt emotionally good about this data, she said. [...]

[...] Jane said Seth felt fine and could have continued indefinitely.)

This is our main message to the world, and this is the next line in man’s conceptual development, which will make itself felt in all fields, and in psychiatry perhaps as much as any.

[...] She could not say why she felt that way, being unable to determine at least yet when such feelings are legitimate. [...]

[...] In the past you have both felt at some disadvantage yourselves, feeling our work to be theoretically fascinating, creatively valid, but not necessarily containing any statement about any kind of “scientifically valid” hardbed reality. [...]

[...] She didn’t get this information in exact words, she said, but felt it and had to translate it:

[...] And that energy lingered, for she felt much better now.)

[...] Jane and I felt those same uneasy twinges then, too, but chose not to explore them at that time.

I felt as triumphant figuring out that dream as if I’d climbed some new mountain. [...]

[...] For my part, I’d always felt distinctly uneasy in Marie’s presence on the few occasions we met.