“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

I am now used to being so greeted by your pussycat, and while it bothers me not one whit, Ruburt does not take kindly to being so treated.

[...] Then, without greetings:)

[...] First of all, my greeting to Marleno. [...]

Now I give you my greetings, Philip, and I have been here and given them to you mentally. [...]

[...] You would land in your spaceships and though the whole populous came out to greet you, you would see no one. [...]

[...] At 8:58 she had received Seth’s greeting; but she held him off until 9 PM.

While writing out this statement, I’m reminded that I experienced a milder version of the same sensation last month, while I was working at my part-time job in the art department of a local greeting card company. [...]

I am sorry, I meant to give you my greetings for the evening and welcome you (Arnold). [...]

[...] So you are greeted with a certain set of sense data. [...]

I would like to give my greetings to Doctor Instream.

[...] Their blooms are red leaved, of course, with brilliant yellow centers; I have painted poinsettias many times on my job, for greeting card designs. [...]

My greeting to Marleno, and my sympathy to Ruburt as he struggles to plow through his Dunne.

[...] I have indeed come for a personal encounter, and to greet our guests and you must admit that for a gentleman as old as I there is some vitality left in me yet. [...]

[...] Thus Aunt Mabel was involved with funerals and related activities on two out of the three occasions that Jane has spoken with her; these two occasions being the times when Jane could exchange more than greetings with her, also. [...]

[...] Seth spelled out his greeting on the board but Jane began to receive him within immediately. [...]

[...] We sat at the board; as soon as our fingers touched the pointer it spelled out Seth’s greeting.

(“A disturbance that was not unexpected”, we thought a reference to the disapproval with which Linda’s maternal grandmother greeted the news of the marriage. [...]

[...] And my greetings, incidentally, to your guest.

[...] Then of course we’re greeted with polite smiles; the conversation may touch upon the weather, but hardly ever upon matters psychic. [...]

[...] When I went out to see what Jane was up to I was greeted with her breakthrough accomplishment—one that, to put it mildly, was to lead to very unexpected challenges and growths in our lives: Jane held up a sheaf of typewriter paper upon which she had scribbled in large handwriting an essay that had come to her as fast as she could write it down: The Physical Universe as Idea Construction. [...]

[...] She came to Elmira with me after I’d begun working for the greeting-card company, Artistic, to look for a place for us so we could move from Sayre and save the time and expense of commuting 30 miles a day, five days a week. [...]

[...] I designed greeting cards for a nationally known company, and was to work there off and on for several years. [...]

[...] How did the two of them greet each other, and perhaps join? [...]