“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] I took a sip of my wine and ice. [...]

[...] Cathy took Jane’s temperature—98—and got her some iced ginger ale. [...]

[...] She has compared the shock of an interruption to being doused with ice water.

In the first scene of this dream you see a probable self, who could reasonably be expected to be the kind of son your father might have, gifted with his hands mechanically, assertive enough to own his own business, however—after all, a part of the American dream, embarked upon employment that he enjoyed, and yet one that provided a service, hence physically seen between the ice (and roller-skating) rink, representing pleasure or fun, and the grocery store, representing service or nourishment. [...]

(To Jeannette.) You did very well and we chose you because we knew you would break the ice. [...]

[...] Her eyes began to open finally, and she smoked a cigarette and sipped iced tea. [...]

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?

[...] Perhaps somehow the sounds of his name suggest ice, or the letters. [...]

[...] Jane said she had the personal association of Norway when she heard herself giving the data on ice, regarding the name.

[...] In desperation you both began to question inner attitudes, and you then broke the ice with a pendulum session. [...]

[...] A nurse got Jane some toast, ice cream, coffee and pudding, since we’d missed supper. [...]

[...] The snow and ice in the first dream represent the fact that your parents were not warm. [...]

Now, I will let you all take a brief break now that I have broken the ice and I will return shortly. [...]

And I feel it touch my palms with ice.

As all living things on your plane cooperate to form your physical universe, so therefore do they cooperate to form not only your weather cycles, but your climate cycles in terms of ice ages and tropical spells.

[...] Her slow initial pace had picked up, her eyes had begun to open frequently, and she had sipped iced tea and smoked a cigarette.

[...] Right after she’d finished eating, Jane began to ramble, talking about making impossible verbal rituals that she had to carry out before she could eat her ice cream for dessert. [...]

[...] He would be sensitive to them, in other words, while not touching them with anything like physical hands, as for example you feel heat or cold without necessarily touching ice or fire.

[...] He would be sensitive to them, in other words, as you feel heat or cold without necessarily touching ice or fire.

[...] Her eyes had opened often, and she had smoked and sipped iced tea. [...]

Present linguistic thinking assigns the burgeoning of a “modern” language ability to late Neanderthal man, who existed across southern Europe and other lands in the Eastern Hemisphere during part of the last Ice Age glaciation (from about 70,000 to 10,000 years ago). [...]