“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] I realized I had been listening to it for some little time, perhaps a minute, before I consciously realized what was happening. [...]

[...] One, resentment against the world in general, hence you listened to the news and picked out purposely the most blatant of your fellow mans’ transgressions, deriving from them perverse pleasure.

(As I looked down to write I now had the feeling that I was listening to someone else’s voice. [...]

[...] It was the kind of transient commotion I could listen to indefinitely. [...]

[...] Everyone else sat about, sipping wine and listening.

[...] They sang gibberish, yet as I listened the gibberish turned into a philosophical dialogue. [...]

[...] If your cells did not cooperate so well, you would not be listening to this voice, and it would make no sound. As you listen to me, the cooperative, creative adventure within your bodies continues, and in terms of continuity reaches back prehistorically and into the future. [...]

[...] In the first years of my mediumship Seth’s voice and accent seemed very odd to me, whether I heard myself speaking for him during sessions or listened to tapes. [...]

And I often feel this metaphor return as I step out on the back porch of the hill house and listen to the wind in the treetops to the north.

[...] In class Jane might have listened to portions of a tape as it was being made, or immediately after class was over, but seldom would I hear her playing the same tape later—if we had a copy of it, that is. [...]

[...] Jane had refused to listen to that self of hers in earlier years. [...]

[...] Listening to some of the tapes students made in Jane’s ESP class—in the early ‘70s, say—I hear Seth being allowed to spontaneously give regular students and first-time visitors often quite detailed and penetrating insights into their other lives; explaining how events and emotions from other existences can intermix with their counterparts in present lives. [...]

This does not mean that I use Ruburt as a puppet, and stuff his mouth with tapes as a recorder, that you are always listening to replays, or that emotionally I am not always with you in sessions. [...]