“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Long pause at 11:22.) Give us a moment… Speaking historically in your terms, man first identified with nature, and loved it, for he saw it as an extension of himself even while he felt himself a part of its expression. [...]

[...] A person, then, looking out into the world of trees, waters and rock, wildlife and vegetation, literally felt that he or she was looking at the larger, materialized, subjective areas of personal selfhood.

[...] Such a person, however, walking through the forest, also felt that he or she was also a portion of the inner life of each rock or tree, materialized. [...]

(As I shaved, I felt the improvements continue — again, as if by magic. [...] I’d felt so rough when I got up this morning that I’d considered seeking emergency medical aid — very rare for me. [...]

[...] I felt the swelling begin to subside as though a balloon had been pricked.

(We should consider such changes as a part of our working life, to provide refreshment; otherwise we just stew because we’re not “creative or working” or whatever....even furniture rearranging or changing whole rooms to different functions can be considered a vacation of a sort, and while I’ve always felt guilty at involving Rob in changing furniture—but do, anyhow. [...]

[...] I savored the experience now because I felt at a deep peace and my body was almost free of aches and pains. [...]

[...] My knees felt loose as could be, but the muscles in the legs were heavy and stolid. [...]

(My state persisted—so much so that I felt like a long-distance runner nearing the finish line. [...]

(9:02.) He felt a strong commitment to poetry and writing. [...]

[...] So in searching out new ways, personally and creatively, Ruburt felt himself on insecure ground. [...]

(This was one of the spots where I felt like interrupting Seth to protest that I for one—and Jane. [...]

[...] Before, the feelings of panic remained largely hidden, and he has felt to some degree stalled of course for some time, apart from the two books involved. [...]

[...] He never wanted you to equate him with your mother (I laughed here), and felt that a display of unpleasant emotions would only get your scorn.

(I felt good when this session began, yet began to feel anger as it progressed. [...]

[...] This was during your illness when he felt they threatened you.

He felt then of course that erratic behavior was out of the question; and closing that door, he also closed the door largely to emotional expression. [...]

[...] She said she felt fine, and did not know whether she needed the rest or not. [...]

[...] She felt somewhat let down and disappointed that the session was so short: “It seems real odd. [...]

[...] Arms especially felt as though they would lift up out of themselves. [...]

[...] My hands then felt as though they were crossed upon my waist, though actually they lay at my sides.)

[...] “My eyes felt strained.” [...]

[...] You felt the need, in other words, even though I assured you that overall the matter would be solved on your behalf.

[...] I wanted to say more, but felt too constrained by time and my own groping questions to speak clearly.)

[...] That is, I didn’t want to desert the insurance angle; I felt we were owed something there. [...]

[...] “Earlier I felt the stuff around from Seth, but also from me too,” she said. [...]

[...] Yet still, because of misunderstandings and old beliefs, he still felt a responsibility to act otherwise, a social pressure to do so. [...]

[...] Ruburt felt that a public career threatened his own, and to some extent your characteristic, natural and absolutely necessary ways of relating with the world. [...]

[...] Ruburt has indeed felt a strong responsibility regarding the predicament of some correspondents—again, because he was not certain as to which purposes his psychic abilities should be put. [...]

In your terms, early man felt his body to be a living, independent extension of the earth itself, and of the land. [...]

[...] He felt so at one with the land, he and his body, that “a conscious knowledge of it,” it in your terms not only would have inhibited his identification with nature, but his agility within it.

[...] Yet again, men who felt they had the fleetness of the gazelle, the heart of the lion, or whatever, did not need literal knowledge in your terms. [...]

[...] I am not speaking of stance here, but of those invisible relationships mentioned earlier, for he felt earlier as if he were literally a self divided, so that one part shouted discipline, and one shouted spontaneity. [...]

[...] Since so much of Ruburt’s life was involved with yours, it felt that Ruburt must now toe the mark with you also—at least topside —so that he must not express any contrary opinions, or that you would abandon him also, in which case he would be utterly alone.

[...] He felt it was, again, cowardly. [...]

[...] The unconscious therefore felt forced to take stronger measures.

[...] The Gallery of Silence affair was simply another episode, in which fears were poohpoohed, but he was afraid that those people would come here, and he felt threatened.

[...] I told myself I’d react only to constructive suggestions, but I soon felt knocked down by her interpretation of events. [...]

[...] So Dr. Kardon’s visit was behind Robby’s suggestion that I look at my own sinful-self material, and I intuitively felt that the time was probably right. [...]

[...] They made less sense to Rob, who I felt found them utterly without reason. [...]

Yet I felt that they had patterned my life and behavior for some years, culminating in the physical situation. [...]

[...] She now told us that the other personality was about, and that she felt the pyramid effect to a mild degree. [...]

[...] She said she felt “tipped a little to the right,” during break, and a few times showed what I thought was a willingness to go back into trance. [...]

[...] In this instance she merely waited, then felt Seth, warm and emotional, sweep in to help her back. [...]

(Jane felt the other personality would return this evening, and said she wanted to wait and let it build up, forming a kind of flue or open pathway so that she’d go up this easily to make contact. [...]

[...] I thought suggestion was operating, that I was telling myself I needed new glasses, whereas before receiving the notice I’d felt okay. [...]

[...] Jane felt much better than she had before the session. [...]

[...] I’d felt good yesterday for the first time in a long while, again, and told Jane that even though I’d quite forgotten the problems yesterday, today’s events showed that they hadn’t been solved, but merely temporarily forgotten until triggered again.

[...] Upon giving myself the usual suggestions in the beginning, I felt a definite and rather surprising surge of lightness, of a rising up, course through my body.

[...] I felt about to be swept up and away. [...]

[...] She felt very light, she said, and willing to go along with whatever might develop. [...]

[...] Once head felt very full on that side, then the moisture felt as if it were flowing downward; pooling in ear maybe, then down neck—all right side; then as I continue to write and try not to concentrate on all this—a feeling in right leg below knee of blockage for a moment; uncomfortable; I massage it just for a minute; the feeling of moisture then goes into right foot. [...]

[...] She’s felt somewhat better today. I had a snack with her while she ate breakfast, and tearfully she said she couldn’t blame me if I felt I could only stand so much, and wanted to go my own way. [...]

[...] Yet while trying the library she felt “relaxed and panicky at the same time.” [...]

[...] To some extent then he felt even the safety of your relationship threatened when you became irritated, say, with Prentice. [...]

[...] I felt as if I were standing, shivering, on the top of a high diving board, trying to make myself jump while all kinds of people were waiting impatiently behind me. [...] In some crazy fashion I felt as if they’d back up, piles of nouns and verbs in my head until they closed everything else off if I didn’t speak them. [...]

[...] Rob had severe back trouble, and hardly felt well enough to paint when he came home from work. [...]

I felt as if knowledge was being implanted in the very cells of my body so that I couldn’t forget it—a gut knowing, a biological spirituality. [...]

As it was, I didn’t know what had happened, yet even then I felt that my life had suddenly changed. [...]

(Jane felt very relaxed and sleepy by session time, yet she didn’t want to miss a session. [...]

[...] The good was seen as light, for men felt safer in the day. [...]

[...] Jane said that after my questions she felt herself “go back and back and back,” as she talked about the Speakers.

[...] Then she had felt Seth return with the mention of the millions as an answer, blunting any particular uniqueness in the fact that both of us had been Speakers and were now producing the Seth material.

[...] The trembling was felt as the result of a spontaneous, sudden increase in motor activity and circulation. [...]

[...] Comparatively speaking, a small number of clearly felt connections with Framework 2 can undo a year’s doubts. [...]

[...] I shoveled quite a bit of snow in the driveway last night after I finished typing yesterday’s session, and for the first time in a long while felt the old panic return. [...] I shoveled the rest of the driveway this morning, and felt much better — although traces of the same feeling in the throat returned for a time.

[...] I said I’d forgotten to ask Seth to comment on my feelings about parenthood these days, especially as I’d felt them yesterday when looking at the photos of the aide Sue’s children. [...]