“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] By now the story of that book’s conception is well known: Late one night in 1959, Dick was walking beside a canal near a West Coast beach when he heard a voice say, “Jonathan Livingston Seagull.” [...]

(Georgia also told us, with Patty, that they’d just heard that the administration of the hospital had decided to close down the section room 330 is in, because “they’d just realized that Surgical 3 is short of staff.” [...]

You have heard some of this before. [...]

[...] In her notes at the beginning of the 710th session, Jane described how she’d heard Seth’s very powerful voice in her sleep state during the night of October 5. I can write now that she has yet to have any subsequent, similar kind of encounter with Seth or his voice.)

[...] Very few of them had witnessed one of Jane’s infrequent “long sound” sessions, as we call them, although a fair number had heard us describe the phenomenon at one time or another. [...]

[...] Her voice was rather quiet, although easily heard above the traffic noise. [...]

[...] I doubt if I’ve ever heard Seth do better. [...]

[...] As far as I know, we’ve not heard from this particular fan before.

[...] It was for this reason however, through the centuries, that many who heard it translated it into parables and tales. [...]

[...] Finally I heard her at 8:50. [...]

(As we went to bed Wednesday night, I told Jane that I thought the material on the body consciousness was excellent—the kind of thing we’d never heard before. [...]

[...] We’ve heard of the theory before, by the way — but transmitting cancer in such a fashion seems to be one of the most deadly results that can follow from the union of a man and a woman. [...]

[...] For the second time I heard a gentle scratching-rapping at our front screen door. [...]

There is an old nursery rhyme (pause), that you heard as a child. [...]

Beside this, he received a letter in the mail, reporting the worst kind of nonsense, saying that the correspondent and his wife had heard that I was holding back “Unknown” 2, because the information could not be handled by the populace. [...]

(And as we said at break, one of those ideas that seems so simple, once heard; so obvious that we wondered why we hadn’t thought of it long ago ourselves.)

Then somehow our conversation led me to wonder whether our cat, Billy, is color-blind, as we’ve heard most animals are. [...]

[...] She agreed when she’d heard it, though it was more difficult to listen to the session than to read it at leisure. [...]

[...] Barb heard me. [...]

[...] John heard Seth’s voice in warning one time when with June Fleming, and heeded the caution. [...]

On the front page of the paper was a rather long story, with photographs, telling how triplets were united by “chance” last weekend in New York City — a case we hadn’t heard of in the media before now. [...]