“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] He told me that within the last five hours something had happened that he’d feared all his life: he’d lost the last of his energy. [...]

He does not have a nine-to-five job. [...]

[...] When Jane and I received the transcript of his material at next week’s class, we saw that it ran to five single-spaced typewritten pages. [...]

[...] I now suggest no more than five minutes a day of deep breathing, simply from here (stomach), to be added. [...]

[...] Seth came through with five additional pages of material for Jane and me, however, and the session ended at 11:45 p.m.)

[...] Approximately five foot five, though somewhat shortened now, as with age. [...]

[...] His three-hour production today gave him more with a free attitude than five or six hours of determined application to “work.”

Now: When Ruburt’s high level of creativity happened to be strong enough to easily include five or six hours a day he improved, since his inspiration took as many hours as he thought his work should.

(Marian has five children and they were all home. [...]

[...] They were all gone five minutes later. [...]

(In any event, here are short Seth quotations on five of the subjects he referred to that are of special interest to us. [...]

[...] But you could choose to be born five “times” in 1940, and each existence would be entirely separate, as you probed into the probable realities existing for you in the variations of that period.

[...] Seth, it seemed, occupied a space about five feet high, a “blob” of space into which I could step, just at the limit of Jane’s reach, without disturbing him. [...]

(This is Jane’s first session in five days — her longest recent break.

[...] For perhaps five minutes she sang to the class in Sumari,² the trance language she initiated a few years ago. [...]

(Actually, I have had a series of five dreams since October 27,1965, which I believe to be closely related. [...]

(The five dreams occurred on the evenings of October 27, November 19, December 1, December 3, and December 8. Since Seth deals only with dreams of November 19, December 1, and December 8, only these will be presented here from my dream notebook. [...]

[...] This exceeds by several the last high of five in the 254th session.

[...] A flight of four or five steps, stone or concrete, led up to the back porch of the main house.

[...] Five words. [...]

(“Five words.” [...]

[...] The middle one, (three), was a mark made for a much less distorted copy, and the last mark, (five), was for an undoctored record.

[...] Looking at the last drawing, number five, Jane did say that the serpent’s tail was supposed to be represented by the lower loop. [...]

Five items. [...]

(Five items could be the station wagon, a cup of coffee, a pile of bricks, paint-stained khakis, and the world itself; but this is open to other interpretations, we would say. [...]

[...] What are now your five senses were once sense mechanisms or possibilities, existing through the entire surface of any individual cell.

(“Five.” Interpreting in the same way, I tell the doctor in the last sentence on the letter that we live in apartment five, second floor.

Five. [...]

[...] (It was Seth, incidentally, who suggested we take a five-to-ten-minute break every half hour or so.) Rob and I didn’t know what to make of this session. [...]

[...] It was close to five, September 17, on a day when there was no school. [...]