“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] There will be certain cornerstone encounters in each person’s life that are set up as strong probabilities, or as plans to be grown into.

Ruburt’s ability to allow me to speak without distortion has grown. [...]

[...] Many of the children are grown, and the adults have more time to think and ponder. [...]

[...] Her delivery and manner had grown increasingly forceful and driving as the session progressed. [...]

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

[...] It has grown and matured. [...]

[...] You have been in this room for centuries and while you sit here civilizations have grown together and blown apart. [...]

[...] That identity that is his has grown, developed, changed its circumstances and its physical components many times, searching for the psychic soil that will best develop his own potentials.

[...] Her eyes had opened often and a few times her voice had grown stronger for emphasis.

(I had several questions for Seth: they’d grown out of our activities in recent days, and I read them to Jane now.

(Earlier in the month I’d grown so disgusted with the whole business that I’d resolved not to bother asking Seth for help—then before tonight’s session I’d spontaneously had the idea that I would ask if I got the chance. [...]

Were you born once in winter,
in Europe’s ice and snow,
when villages were dark at night
and wolves roamed the towering hills?
Or dark-skinned, did your swaddling cry
pierce Egypt’s early dawn?
How many birthdays come and gone,
how many homelands, each your own?
How many loves have whispered through
the patterns of your mind?
How many sons and daughters have grown
from your womb or loins?
What voices merge with mine
to wish you happy birthday,
and what loves within your past
lay out a feast of wine and cakes?

[...] Ruburt was working beyond such authority, and yet his own sense of safety and value had not grown sufficiently so that he could depend upon his own newer beliefs, either. [...]

[...] But we’ve also grown careless again: She walks but once a day, instead of the twice I suggested recently, and which she agreed to, and which Seth seconded in a recent session. [...]

[...] But that knowledge has been taken into various religions and doctrines that have grown up about it until it is almost unrecognizable. [...]

[...] Tam has grown restless; he needs a change; he plans to leave Prentice-Hall.⁵

[...] I think Magical Approach would have been a fine book as she planned it—but that it ended up squelched by at least two major factors: She was too inhibited by the subject matter [her physical symptoms] out of which the magical approach material had grown, and she was bothered because she had chosen to emulate the plodding way in which I put together the Seth books. [...]

(8:10 P.M. Jane’s Seth voice had grown a little stronger as she progressed with the session. [...]

[...] I’d grown very angry as the material unfolded—angry at that portion of Jane’s psyche for clinging so tenaciously to such a set of beliefs, for whatever reasons, and angry at myself for not understanding any better than she did their extent and depth, and just how damaging they could be in ordinary terms. [...]

Your personality has indeed grown and matured in most respects since our sessions. [...]

[...] In your terms, those who are grown are always taken away, and the voice spoke in those terms, and you made your choice. [...]

Psychically you are somewhat related, in the same way for instance that the violets that grow this year in one spot are related to all violets that have grown — or will ever grow — from (or on) the same spot. [...]