“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

These are beliefs of Ruburt’s. He felt in the past that you did not consistently keep with him in any program of improvement, except for badminton. [...]

[...] Her mattress felt better, she said. [...]

[...] Just this morning my pendulum^* for the first time said that I no longer felt guilty. [...]

(Both of us felt a very pleasant tiredness this evening, and the session was late getting started. Jane felt very well indeed, the best she has been in many months. [...]

[...] I have felt this in reverse in several sessions with the other personality, Seth Two.

“After writing the above poem I felt a sense of faith—and realized that like many I’d become afraid of faith itself. [...]

[...] She reported that she felt all right while delivering the material, and also that she felt a little better now. [...]

[...] Had I put off the session he would have felt worse by far, feeling guilty. [...]

[...] She now felt much better; so much so that her last delivery was quite animated and cheerful.)

[...] You felt Ruburt’s psychic abilities, particularly in the beginning, so extraordinary, once you accepted them, that you each felt they must be protected—not only from himself, until you understood the abilities, but particularly from anyone who might scoff, ridicule, or attack. You felt in any case to some extent that those with any creative abilities had to so protect themselves.

[...] I got her a sweater. The expression Jane used to describe her state was that she felt “more physically content” than she had for a long time.

(Slowly:) The part of Augustus who felt powerful and alien became personified. When Augustus felt threatened then the conscious mind switched over, accepting as operating procedure the system of beliefs in which Augustus saw himself as all-powerful, secure — but as alien. [...]

He felt bewildered in a world of opposites. [...]

[...] He felt completely unloved. [...]

[...] She felt Seth had come through as specifically as possible for her at this time, and with great clearness. Jane felt the energy involved: “I had a sense of tremendous power going through me.”

In itself an object should be then felt as its unique identity, and as a part of the whole universe. [...]

[...] Jane felt that either she or Seth, or both, were looking at paintings as she talked.

[...] In the past any intuitive thoughts he felt but could not prove were put into his fiction. [...]

[...] He felt deeply betrayed particularly by Father Doran, and resolved never to betray others in such a way.

In quite simple terms then he has felt deeply committed and frightened at the same time. [...]

[...] He tried to hold himself down because, he felt, that the energy was so strong that allowed freedom in almost any direction, it would bring him in conflict with the mores and ways of other people.

[...] He felt therefore that you did approve of the overall idea, if not particularly the methods. [...]

(Both Jane and I felt considerably better. [...]

(Jane said she felt somewhat tired before the session, and almost decided not to hold one this evening. [...]

[...] He felt he could not go ahead.

[...] He felt psychologically paralyzed to some strong degree, and this was reflected in physical terms. [...]

[...] I felt the very floor vibrate, but Jane, in trance, didn’t seem to be bothered.)

[...] And why I felt that way, but you didn’t. Hey, I’ve even got a bunch of history about that, all ready to deliver — a lot of material on each idea…. [...]

(“I’ve never felt just this way before — like I’ve been programmed in advance. [...]

[...] As stated however, C B felt even before her husband’s death that she would remarry, to a man “with a great age difference.” [...]

[...] Without going into personal details, she felt this was excellent data.

(The books were covered, and when she was through looking through them Callista covered them up again; so, Jane felt, it seemed they had been undisturbed. [...]

[...] Anyhow, he used a phrase that I remembered when I woke up: “I live in a brown-paper-bag part of town,” meaning a lower middle-class neighborhood; he implied that that was his station in life, and that he had no idea of trying to change it, or felt that he couldn’t. In the dream I wore a brown faded coat and perhaps a small matching hat. [...]

[...] But it’s as if I always felt that spontaneously, left alone, I’d end up taking away people’s comfort blankets, and I felt bad about that, even while I knew that those philosophic blankets were wormy, had to go. [...]

[...] Not that all of our friends hadn’t known of Jane’s physical symptoms for some time, but that Jane, with her innocence and determination—and yes, her mystical view of temporal reality²—had for the most part refused to put herself on display, as she termed it: She felt that she should offer something better to herself and to others, even with all of the intensely creative work she’d done for herself and for others over the last 17 years.

[...] I felt that connection, but couldn’t describe very well what I meant. [...]

[...] Why, Jane’s sinful self even felt guilty, Seth told us, because of her abusive treatment by Marie—assuming that it must have been bad, that it deserved all those years of psychological assault!

[...] The leg felt better, less tense than it had yesterday. [...]

[...] I’d felt definitely uneasy, I told Jane—that is, I’d had no feelings that the matter of insurance was going smoothly. [...]

(The day was hot — over 80 degrees — and felt something like summer for the first time. Jane had felt better today. [...]

[...] I felt guilty at leaving her alone while I worked on the preface notes for Dreams after supper. [...]

(Now Jane said she’d forgotten to tell me—but today she’d definitely felt a couple of times that she’d been psychically in touch with Sheri and the people in England. [...]

[...] comparatively, and both of us felt more encouraged today. [...]

[...] I still felt that surge of expectation and energy, as though we had somehow turned a corner in probabilities. [...]