“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(I felt all right, but Jane, still in trance, held up her empty cigarette pack. [...]

He toured his (public) grade school where he attended kindergarten to third grade,³ saw the children come out for recess, and felt himself one of them — while during the entire experience he knew himself as an adult, embarked upon that adventure.

[...] (Pause.) He touched upon certain coordinates that were neurologically shared, however, by both: He and the child were familiar with the carriage and the curb, the mother who pushed the carriage, and the house into which Ruburt felt himself, as the child, being carried.

[...] He felt confused, and found himself entering the store around the corner, and then consciously circled the block and went into the school.

[...] but at the same time while I felt this physically I didn’t feel it in my physical knees, but definitely in what I suppose you’d call my astral ones. [...]

[...] She’d felt her feet move also. [...]

(Then for the first time after supper, after I’d read the prayer with Jane and was getting ready to leave, she said she felt that her body wanted to move some more. [...]

[...] He felt trapped, unable to escape an unwanted situation, and here, the foot difficulties. [...]

[...] Ruburt felt resentful and trapped, thereby depriving himself of the rightful benefits that should have resulted from the afternoon and evening encounters.

You sent vital healing energy and resolution to his physical body, and the heat he felt was the result of this energy. [...]

[...] They have a significance intuitively felt by the inner self.

[...] “Gee, I felt like there were reams of material in there — just reams,” she exclaimed. “I also felt like I was getting into the Guyana thing, without mentioning it by name. [...]

[...] In these instances she felt too restless and impatient to merely sit quietly while the board spelled [...]

(Jane reported that she distinctly felt that Seth was largely uninterested in this exchange.

[...] Where strong intensities are felt, then the actuality will be said to project within the field of reality which falls within the range of that particular intensity group.

[...] They “felt like they were glued shut,” she said. [...]

[...] This will prevent Miss Callahan from attempting the stairs, at least for this purpose, and it is during the afternoon periods that concern is felt here.

[...] She said her tense hip already felt better.

[...] She said her hip felt much better. [...]

[...] She felt “really in” during the last delivery especially. [...]

At the same time you’ve felt a strong responsibility to perform publicly, to sell books, get your message across, let people see that—yes, the sessions do happen—there is no fraud involved. [...]

[...] He would have been alarmed had he always felt that relaxed. [...]

He felt this today in certain positions, but that period is just about over, of discomfort.

[...] For a time the left hand also felt as though it were lifting out of itself in a doubled-up position. [...]

[...] My writing hand felt no fatigue. [...]

His powerful basic insecurity was caused by a broken home, and a situation where he was also thrown into alien cultures; not only was he unsure of belonging to a family, but also felt he had no cultural or national belongings.

[...] Strangely, my writing hand felt much better.)

“In the terms of other systems, that kind of destruction does not exist—but you believe that it does, and the agonies of the dying are sorely felt. A vivid nightmare is also sorely felt, but quickly over. [...]

[...] This, in turn, sends out its ripples, so that as you know, the most minute action is felt everywhere.”

[...] I felt as bad as he did.

[...] If the sorrows and agonies within your system were not felt as real, the lessons would not be learned. [...]

Besides this he felt highly inadequate because he knew that all the time your mother of course would have preferred two minutes with you to ten with him, so then he felt unappreciated. [...]

[...] With you, for a while, he felt the spontaneous self brought you only trouble—as per the Florida trip and so forth, and that he had better learn to control it.

Spiritually he felt that he might be leading people astray.

Though it was still raining when I got up, I felt great. [...] I felt so vibrantly alive that there was no doubt in my mind of the “dream’s” therapeutic nature. [...]

[...] [In other words, Sue became aware of herself and the dream self.] My critical self instantly felt put off, since it could not understand or translate the lecture. [...]

[...] As it did, I asked, ‘Seth, will I ever understand this?’ The answer was lost except that I felt that the ‘new knowledge’ received in the lecture I could not hear was healing me and that as a wife and mother I was freer than I ever was before.

[...] … When the organism is set deeply in destructive patterns, then this is sometimes felt in the dream state, so that destructive dreams then add to the entire situation. [...]

[...] You felt differently about commercial work. [...] He was afraid you would be jealous, that others would say he dominated you, and to some extent both of you felt the symptoms helped you save face in society.

[...] Although I’d felt slightly better yesterday I’d been taking baking soda often for my stomach for several days, and it seemed now that the feeling of pressure, or gas, perhaps, was getting the best of me. [...]

[...] I agreed that had something to do with it, but also felt other, psychological factors were involved. [...]

[...] This would save a trip to St. Joseph’s Hospital next Monday, and perhaps speed things up a bit, for I felt that Jane could now use a boost in thyroid activity through a stronger dose of supplement, Synthroid. [...]

[...] I felt like I could get a lot from Seth, but that was all I could do.” [...]

[...] He leaned against time, and felt it give and wobble.

[...] And then the answers would be felt.

[...] Very forcefully all through here:) But most physicists do not trust felt answers. [...]