“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

To use his abilities freely and fully might therefore mean success, money, and sexual license. Your own ideas about money and success of course influenced his beliefs: your combined ideas now of virtuousness and thrift, as opposed to license. Ruburt therefore put himself in a position—as he knows, now—where he focused most of his spontaneity and attention on his work to insure its fulfillment, while cutting out all other distractions and possibilities of misuse or license.

[...] a license or what, I don’t know. This could be part of a license or serial number on a motorcycle, I don’t know.

[...] One of the kids may not have a license. [...]

(I was puzzled as to why Seth, or Jane, was so definite about the envelope containing a license or some sort of similar document, when Jane revealed that at last break she had thought the envelopes did contain a license. [...]

[...] It may be in the nature of a license, but it is of some legal nature rather than a personal note, blue or green and white, the handwritten material on printed lines. [...]

[...] And of course I knew as Jane delivered it that the material about a license was not correct.

[...] Jane and I picked it up at our local Bureau of Motor Vehicles the second week in January, when we went there to inquire about the delay in receiving my new license plates. [...]

[...] When Jane and I went to the Elmira Bureau of Motor Vehicles to inquire as to why I hadn’t received the license plates I had ordered several weeks prior to mid-January, we found the office very crowded. [...]

[...] I had ordered my 1966 license plates by mail, on December (twelve) 3rd (three), and had the money order stub with me in case it was necessary to show a record of payment.

[...] It will be noted that his data moved between the fact of our being strongly concerned about the license plates, and the experimental object itself, which was picked up as the focal point of our concern.

[...] “That layout is identical to the one at the License Bureau!” And it was. [...] Incidentally, I’d been in the License Bureau only once several years earlier.

COMMENTS: On January 10, six days after the dream, Rob and I made an unexpected visit to the Motor Vehicles Bureau to check on the renewal of our car license. [...]

[...] The county building that houses the License Office is gray white stone with a steeple that definitely makes it look like a church. [...]

[...] Such as, for example, a small license plate, that would carry numbers and notations, and be metallic and connected with travel. [...]

[...] Such as, for example, a small license plate, that would carry numbers and notations, and be metallic and connected with travel. [...]

[...] More on the taxi-auto connection regarding Jane’s teaching, from whence comes the envelope object: Probably the multitude of numbers on the object also related it closely in the data to the license and auto ideas. [...]

[...] Another reference to a license plate. [...]

[...] Spontaneity as you understand it now, in the light of your knowledge, can only add to your work, for it is not meaningless license, nor is it composed of impulses contrary to your work. [...]

[...] You cannot inhibit spontaneity in one area and not in another, but he did not get it properly through his head that spontaneity did not mean license, or that spontaneity was going to work against his work if he gave it half a chance. [...]

[...] As it is, I don’t understand how I’m to get any work done, help Jane, handle business affairs, change even my driver’s license, and move all at the same time. [...]

[...] By not reacting you gave your neighbor the license to further activity. [...]

[...] I had an impression of Rob striding forward, saying something like, “I’ll tell you what I think we [or you] should do with the wedding license.”

[...] But he does not recall any specific mention of a marriage license as such.)

[...] However, when the postman delivered my new driver’s license—good for four years—that “x” was still there opposite “corrective lenses.” [...]

[...] When I filled out my application for the insurance policy that went with the AAA membership, I inadvertently made a mistake in my license number. [...]

[...] My own idea is that the error here mentioned refers to my error in my license number, as explained on page 9. Seth also says “might have.” [...]

[...] They will then project the greatest sexual license upon those groups they choose to represent their own repressed behavior. [...]

[...] And also again, at this time Jane had a “distant” thought or impression of the error she made in the first test regarding a license, but felt content that she was keeping herself in the background.

[...] My fondest wishes to you all, but you are all indeed like nervous birds perched on a peaked roof, in the midst of a high wind; at least this evening, and if I treat you with less politeness, it is only because I speak with the license of an old and trusted friend.

[...] I developed the habit as a teenager, reading signs and automobile license plates aloud and backward when my father would take my mother, my two younger brothers, and myself for Sunday rides in his 1932 Chevrolet. [...]

[...] Jane didn’t have a license to drive. [...]