“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

I forgot, you wanted the spelling. [...]

[...] Her pauses were not overly long, and she knew what she was saying as she gave voice to it, but then forgot it.

(I didn’t realize it until I got home, but I forgot to read the session to Jane. [...]

(I then more or less forgot the dream. [...]

[...] The children forgot that they can move through time as easily as through space.

(9:53.) Because of the changes in routine, you “forgot” to put the stopper at the door. [...]

I’m sorry, I forgot your break. [...]

(As break began, I realized that my hands felt fat or enlarged; at the same time Jane said hers did also, and that she had been aware of it earlier in the session but forgot to mention it. [...]

[...] it and forgot it upon getting up, until the next day. [...]

[...] I forgot to tell her when I got back at supper time, but will tomorrow. [...]

I completely forgot our discussion until last night, Friday, when the Gallaghers [our dear friends, Peg and Bill] visited. [...]

[...] Ruburt noticed them and forgot them once again. [...]

[...] To develop its sense of specialization, the ego forgot the great cooperative venture of the earth. [...]

[...] An exterior separation had to occur for a while, in which consciousness forgot, egotistically speaking, that it was a part of nature, and pretended to be apart.

[...] Then on the staircase, in a pile of neatly-stacked clothing I discover a lovely dark green jacket with fur collar and zipper that is mine, and I remember now that I put it away last year for the season and forgot it until now. [...]

[...] He was excited last evening about Seven, and in that period of physical time he forgot his problems, and he dealt with the challenge of the book in the same way that he can learn to handle the physical situation.

[...] However, I forgot to write it down in my notes, and didn’t mention it to Jane.

[...] In fact, while she was eating I forgot that she had the new teeth, so well did she do. [...]

[...] I’d evidently laid the notes aside to type the next day because I was so busy, then forgot to type them. [...]

[...] You forgot to tell him that. [...]

[...] We forgot to ask Carla what my wife’s temperature was. [...]

[...] I forgot to call our lawyer early, and when I did think of it I said to hell with it and continued work on Dreams. [...]

[...] Since she’d been alone on each occasion, she simply forgot to tell me about either one of them.”

[...] “We also forgot to remind someone about the dinner tray.” [...]

[...] I wanted to get going, and in my hurry I forgot to read the prayer with her. [...]

I get quite carried away for one thing, and our material has been coming over so well that I quite forgot that a rest period has been due. [...]