“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] At the same time our black cat, Rooney, who’d died in his fifth year, lay in his grave in the backyard of the house on Water Street.⁶

[...] On the cloth we lay Jane’s wedding ring. [...]

(The test object was among other papers that we cleaned up at the house, with the intention of mailing them to Mr. Birch’s new address in North Carolina; later we learned this wasn’t necessary and the papers lay forgotten in my file until I came across them the other day. [...]

[...] As he lay in the hospital, David asked Doris why this was happening to him, when he’d tried to take care of himself, help others, and “do everything right.”

[...] The idea involved our concentration for just five minutes a day—say when we lay down for our naps—on sending out suggestions to the effect that we’d hear from people we wanted to hear from, either/or by letter or in person. [...]

[...] 9/2 at 8:15 PM, I experienced my familiar thrilling sensation as soon as I lay down. [...]

[...] And that while they appreciated his other work, his main value in their eyes lay precisely in the field that he thought would mean nothing to them.

[...] As I told her later that evening when we lay in bed: the session seemed to chronicle a list of fears.)

[...] This morning after I left for work, Jane lay down to experiment with psy-time, and had a dream involving Tam Mossman; the location of the dream, and possible out-of-body experience, was in back of our apartment house, though, and not in New York City where Tam and Eve live. [...]

[...] At the same time I experienced the sensation of having my wrists connected in the same way to my sides, as I lay upon my back. [...]

[...] Whatever struggles lay behind the hand and arm symptoms, for example, adopted their own protective armor, resistant to change....)

[...] Relaxation — laying down, for example — would be far more easily assimilated on Ruburt’s part, also, if a cot or equivalent — a daybed or whatever — were a part of his writing room, or in the breezeway.

(This afternoon, I gave myself suggestions that I have a projection experience when I lay down, but I did not succeed. [...]

1. In Note 1 for Session 715, I described my “first and second Romans” — internal visions or perceptions that had come to me as I lay down for afternoon naps last Sunday and Monday. [...]

(Jane’s cigarettes lay on the table beside her. [...]

[...] There on the floor, broken beyond repair, was a heavy flowerpot, laying in a pile of dirt and knotted geranium roots. [...]

(Wednesday, 7/1, 8:15 PM: As soon as I lay down I began to experience my usual thrilling sensation. [...]

[...] I wondered if again Seth was keeping her from her cigarettes, which lay on the table before me.)

[...] On the table lay Jane’s ring, an inch from an ashtray. [...]

[...] You wanted to ask the kind of questions that were important to other people, beside questions of your own, because the meaning of life itself lay also in other areas than your own. [...]