“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] For him it results in a smooth performance, for when he does not use it fully then he is besieged by false starts and interruptions.

(I wasn’t too happy about the interruption, but agreed to it. [...]

[...] I wasn’t sure this information came through as a result of the question, feeling instead that the question had somehow interrupted her.

(Again I seemed to interrupt. [...]

[...] As she has done before Jane got up while speaking, and without interrupting her delivery let the cat in. [...]

(We were so busy, even being interrupted while I was taking my nap, that we never did get to have a session. [...]

[...] I believe the dream discussed above might have been interrupted by the alarm clock. [...]

(“Can I ask a question?” I disliked interrupting the flow of material, but this was a good time to mention what had been on my mind since Monday night.)

(The session was held again in our front room, and was not interrupted. [...]

It would be better if you asked me a question at the immediate ending of a test, rather than interrupt the data. [...]

[...] Again we were interrupted — this time by the telephone. [...]

[...] The rock-music program was interrupted by an announcement having to do with the Indianapolis speed-car racing exhibition (the 57th Indianapolis 500-mile race). [...]

[...] When she resumes she merely carries on with the thought at hand as though there had been no interruption.)

[...] As far as I can recall this is the first time an interruption of this kind has occurred during her dictation.

Ruburt’s condition does put you off, so neither of you have to contend with exuberant physical desire, that might interrupt you. [...]

[...] She said, regarding her leg pain, that when she got it just before the session she felt like crying, but didn’t want to interrupt the session. [...]

(To Mary Ellen.) I beg your pardon for the interruption. [...]

[...] Although we now see that we should have said more—interrupted more—such behavior doesn’t appear to be too easy for us, whether because of beliefs or what. [...]

[...] Willy’s actions however hadn’t interrupted Seth.)

[...] Rob waited for a few moments, wondering whether or not to interrupt me. [...]

[...] But Rob interrupted: “How far was it from London?”

(This of course startled our guests, but they listened without interruption. [...]

(“Fiction” is the word Seth wanted here, he said when I interrupted the session to ask him.)