“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Is he left alone to find his own way, greeted by others, or what?”)

[...] They left at about 8:50.

[...] He left for Spain at the age of 32. [...]

[...] The rest of the screen, to my left, was empty, appearing to be a milky white blankness.

[...] The girl who brought the supper tray at the end of the session left our room door open, and Karina sounded all the louder.

[...] Then Del left me for some reason, and alone I tried to continue — but wound up clinging motionless to a very steep slope lest I slide way down into a deep ravine that would be very difficult to get out of. [...]

[...] After picking out the car I wanted at the agency, I left to get the money. [...]

(As I wrote these notes Jane kept leaning to her left in her chair and lapsing into sleep. [...]

[...] It had some duration in my left side; without trying hard, I achieved a very pleasant state. [...]

[...] He explained that due to the construction of the wharf one saw just to the left as he looked out the front room in question, that it would be quite difficult to see as small an object as a rowboat tied up there; the wharf is quite high, and due to the slant of the beach a small low object like a rowboat would be hard to see.

I want to come back to this point in time, where we left off.

After Eleanor’s refusal Ruburt was left with Rich Bed. [...]

(In back of me, to my left and on the other side of the fence, was some kind of long dark building. [...]

[...] She called to me from a car making a left turn off the Walnut Street bridge, by Water St. Jane & I were standing on the lawn by our apartment house. [...]

(I reminded Jane that since she belonged to no religion now [having left the Roman Catholic Church when she was 19 years old], her mystical nature would choose other avenues of expression than religious ones; as in these sessions, for instance. [...]

(After she left the church, she distrusted organized religion in general, and had no idea that her writing would lead to any kind of “mystic experience.” [...]

[...] At biological levels the body often produces its own “preventative medicine,” or “inoculations,” by seeking out, for example, new or foreign substances in its environment [that are] due to nature, science or technology; it assimilates such properties in small doses, coming down with an “illness” which, left alone, would soon vanish as the body utilized what it could [of it], or socialized “a seeming invader.”

[...] Left alone, the body can defend itself against any disease, but it cannot defend itself appropriately against an exaggerated general fear of disease on the individual’s part. [...]

[...] “There is a boy in a third or fourth seat, back from the front, in the left row toward the wall. [...]

(When Claire, Pat, Curt, Danny, Carl, Jane and I were left, Seth returned briefly after Carl and I had been discussing reincarnation to some extent. [...]

The subjective reality of one man, left alone in the universe, would emit enough energy to seed another. [...]

The right and left sides are out of balance. [...]

[...] She is well aware that such an early environment leaves its marks, even though she had left her church by the time she was nineteen….

[...] My wife was—and is, I know, for I’m sure that she still lives—the most creative person I’ve ever met, and through her extraordinary abilities she’s left a body of work that I regard as a legacy of inquiry about our understanding of ourselves and our reality. [...]

(“Seth, why does my left ear become noisy at times?”)

In modern times, then, the intellect was finally left with only one acceptable world view, with one set of assumptions, with only one main approach to reality and experience. [...]

[...] The kitchen’s inside wooden door was wide open, just to my left. [...]

(After supper tonight Jane became aware of a noticeable straightening of her right leg—the shortest one —so that it appeared to equal her left leg. [...]

[...] Prentice-Hall will send us additional copies of Seven, if they have any left. [...]