“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Rob had to go to the bank, so he excused himself and left just after the mailman arrived. [...]

[...] But it left you, that life, with the feeling that physical reality was so difficult that you could not handle it alone. [...]

[...] We also explored and we went down as far as Africa, and then we came back to the fine provincial people in Denmark and sold them the spices that we had left. [...]

(I pointed to a painting I had just finished, of a male looking up and to my left. [...]

[...] This has been a highly formal, ritualized behavior pattern, a psychological dance, so formalized on a subconscious level that it left little leeway for spontaneity, and threatened to freeze you both in highly unconscious regimented behavior. [...]

[...] There was a light to Jane’s left, and one lit beside me. [...]

And Seth in his Preface for Volume 1: “Here, I wish to make it clear that this book will initiate a journey in which it may seem that the familiar is left far behind. [...]

[...] Yet when Jane left the Water Street apartments that day in March, she never looked back: When she’s through with something, she’s through with it. [...]

I believe that he has left some people, and is alone in what would appear to be some sort of alleyway, perhaps between high buildings, fairly dark with lights nearby.

(After the success of last night’s session, during which Jane manifested some startling phenomena with her left hand and arm, we were naturally curious to learn what Seth would have to say about it during a regular session with the board. [...]

[...] There was nothing but horizon in the far distance on the left side, beyond the feet.

[...] He takes it for granted that natural thought, left alone, will be destructive and hurt others.

[...] The use or nonuse of an attribute can have as many ramifications as there are human beings who possess whatever version of it: ranging all the way from being completely buried in a life, to being simply left alone, used just “as is,” or thoroughly transformed in expression.

[...] Probably, also, there are things left unsaid because Jane may unwittingly block them. [...]

“Left alone, the self knows how to utilize such rhythms. [...]

You may not see it, but you will know that I have left it.

(Here Jane, in a most comical gesture, left her position on the couch and with her spread hands made a vigorous sweeping gesture, as with an invisible broom, the while bending over close to the floor.)

[...] Before he left however, he described to Jane and me a plan that he had broached to his brothers and sisters, concerning the care of his invalid mother in Philadelphia. [...]

(John had his hat and coat on, and left at 9:56. [...]

[...] He had changed jobs and left Elmira at the time we were interested in his house, in June 1964, however. Seth dealt with the purchase of this house in several sessions, saying it would be a good one for us psychically. [...]

[...] 7/11, 1:30 AM: While drowsing before going to sleep, I saw briefly a woman of about 40, who sat curled up within the left third of a rectangular white screen. [...]

[...] I suggest you keep track of your dreams, Joseph, when possible; and that copies of dreams for which you would like analysis be left on the table before sessions.

[...] Bill Macdonnel left for home because his cold had tired him out. [...]

[...] After David left we began to wonder if either one of us had ever picked up on such psychic lows, so to speak, either before or after we’d moved into the place. [...]