“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

^* Hydro, as staff members call it, is short for the hospital’s hydrotherapy department. [...]

[...] Thus, being in a hospital with all the negative suggestions could operate telepathically as well as overtly to slow down healing. [...]

(Wade, incidentally, told Jane without being asked that she looked much better than she had the last time he saw her—before last April, when she came into the hospital. [...]

(Jane obviously gave this material from her hospital bed in room 330.)

[...] I did a few letters, thanking people who have contributed to Jane’s hospital fund. [...]

[...] On the way to the hospital I stopped at the post office to mail Lynn Lumsden a copy of a fan letter we’d received, offering us a year’s free ads in a crossword puzzle magazine.

(Jane, while trying psychological time on Tuesday, 5/26 at 11:15 AM, tried to project herself to Bill Macdonnel’s hospital room. [...] Checking with Bill later at the hospital, we learned he was asleep at this time. [...]

1938, an illness, I believe leading to a hospital stay, either an operation or thoughts of one.

(Jane can’t know it yet, but in the mail tonight was another letter from Maude Cardwell, containing some $620 in checks for her hospital fund. [...]

[...] Sharon told me that I did hear Teresa (“help me, help me.”) last night as I was leaving the hospital via the emergency room. [...]

The distortions referred to, represent those occurring in the dream and in the psychological time experiences, particularly in today’s experience in which Ruburt saw the white-gowned hospital personnel.

The incident or hospital scene was valid, in that the death will occur in such surroundings. [...]

[...] On Sunday we learned that Bill was in the hospital with a collapsed lung that was also blistered, and would have to remain there for several days. Visiting him on Monday, we found him much improved but still destined to remain in the hospital for observation.

[...] “I suddenly realized I was hallucinating the water and stuff, that I was really in my hospital bed. [...]

[...] She said Carla had told her that she was on duty the night of the day Jane was admitted to the hospital April 20, just a year ago. [...]

[...] The Hospital as a Social Institution

[...] I envisioned calling Dr. Kardon tomorrow, to get Jane into the hospital—a prospect both of us shrank from indeed. [...]

[...] That leaves but one alternative, and my thought and fear is that if Jane goes into the hospital again, the sessions are over—for good. [...]

[...] I told her her reading was easily the best she’s done since coming into the hospital—and even before, at the house, though she questioned the house part of my enthusiastic statement. [...]

[...] The painting is of a patient in the hospital where my father stays. [...]

[...] It appears that he’s right so far, considering what our lawyer told me this morning about talking with the hospital, doctors, and Blue Cross.

[...] She said something about hospital policy being to review cases after a six-month period, but I couldn’t elicit from her when Jane’s current six-month period might have begun. [...]