“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Not my mother, but a young girl. [...]

[...] She chose the saint’s name of Ann however, as a Catholic girl at about age 12. [...]

[...] “Fuck you, Seth!” one girl screamed — which daunted that worthy not at all: Class members hardly agree with Seth or anyone else all of the time. [...]

I shivered, seeing the dress catch fire and watching once again as the cobbler rolled the girl out to the street, beating at the flames. [...]

[...] Malba said she was the girl I spoke about dying early in Levonshire, England, but that she died at 14 and not 17, as I said. [...]

To a large extent, you see, you and Ruburt were also responsible for the contact, for were it not for your own present experiences, your relationship with me and your friendship with the girl [Sue], the help would not have been given to these probable selves of yours. [...]

The girl Anna married the other younger brother of Dick’s, who also became prosperous in later years. [...]

[...] A queen, weary of her role, may dream of being a peasant girl. [...]

(Note by John Bradley, June 8,1966: “Girl’s name is Judy Fuller. [...]

[...] He described how he’s relating the Seth material to his sexual fantasies involving young girls, and detailed other instances in which he’d been strongly rebuffed when trying to physically actualize some of Seth’s ideas. [...]

Seth also discussed Jane’s persistent psychological abuse and mistreatment by her mother, Marie, over the years, and the young girl’s resultant deep fear of abandonment. [...]

[...] Right now I’ll make just one point: The priest, burning Jane’s books in the backyard of the house she lived in, taught the growing girl in most specific terms that she had to protect her natural abilities and her inquiring mind even from the very institution—the Roman Catholic Church—that she had so strongly identified with.

[...] Minnie Finn was killed by a hit-and-run speeding motorist one icy winter day on her way to the corner store to buy the young girl some shredded wheat for supper—a tragedy that Marie never stopped blaming her daughter for. [...]