“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] All have helped create the living psychic reality within which Jane’s and my work has been nurtured and grown. [...]

[...] His own abilities have not therefore grown at the rate which was possible. [...]

(Pause.) Dineen is a well-educated woman of middle age with several grown children, financially at ease, possessing all of the things that money can buy. [...]

[...] For some time, with her children grown, she had felt alone, unnecessary, denied the structure of vital action in which she had to care for her family earlier. [...]

[...] We were living in Sayre, Pennsylvania, a middle-class railroad town in which I’d grown up, which lies only 18 miles southeast of our present home in Elmira, New York. [...]

[...] Also he has grown to know himself more since then.

[...] You have escaped it because you have learned and grown easier in those directions—or you both consciously and unconsciously applied new concepts to those other areas. [...]

[...] In those areas you have grown beyond the negative conditioning of the society in large measure. [...]

[...] I had grown concerned lately that Jane was overdoing weekend psychic work, including sessions for visitors. [...]

A particular grown woman’s ensemble in a store with an orange awning or in the window, with a high price tag. [...]

[...] I had grown used to seeing them fall on impervious ground.)

(And here we have an excellent capsule answer as to why Jane has grown progressively worse since beginning Mass Events—see her paper of last December about her unease over that book and God of Jane—and why her symptoms have become even worse as the publication date of Mass Events draws near. [...]

[...] That was some 18 months ago, but actually to one degree or another I’ve been involved with “Unknown” Reality for four years now; I think that temporarily I’ve simply grown tired and overly concerned about the whole project, even while I still have a considerable way to go to finish certain notes and appendixes for Volume 2. Not that I haven’t worked on a number of other things at the same time, of course — but my labors on those two books represent the prolonged, intense focus I always search for in my creative life, and without which I feel incomplete. [...]

[...] I think that my appreciation of wildlife has grown considerably since we’ve encountered so much trouble physically in our own lives: the sheer ability to move with nature’s grace and skill has gradually become very important, and to me the animals express this quality perfectly: the ‘coons, the deer, the dogs, cats, rabbits, mice, chipmunks; the birds, and yes, even the insects....)

(I had several questions for Seth, which had grown out of the talk Jane and I had after breakfast. [...]

[...] But this time of emotional turmoil takes their minds off the fact that their children are grown, and adds a new challenge—one that convinces them that life is still exciting, that you must be on your toes. [...]

[...] Ruburt does need some kind of class or such activity, but he has grown frightened. [...]

Men have always grown old—and women too (amused)—but they often displayed far greater wisdom, health, and even vitality in old age because it was expected of them, and because they expected it of themselves. [...]

(I had several rather grim questions that had grown out of recent sessions—obvious ones—and could have easily come up with others. [...]

Ruburt was a dabbler in art as a young man also, and you resented this, grown fat and prosperous. [...]

[...] A groan, or something grown. [...]

(“A groan, or something grown.” [...]

[...] This one was fully grown and bore a heavy coat of mixed black, brown, and gray hair; the colors exactly matched those of the tree trunk. [...]