“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Now as Jane paused in her delivery I heard the town sander moving powerfully up Holley Road past our kitchen windows. [...]

[...] She leaned back in her rocker, eyes closed, lips moving for some moments.

[...] There will be changes, I imagine, in your sessions as you mutually move ahead to even greater resolution, so that you dare make suggestions that you might not think of right now.

[...] You have both made some rather important connections lately (long pause), that can only serve to remind you of an important point: Ruburt’s “symptoms” should not be regarded as one black blot of a certainly reprehensible quality, sometimes seen in a quite hopeless light, but as a combination or result of quite changeable, quite moveable, quite separate characteristics that can also be dealt with separately, moved around and so forth, relieved or dissolved. [...]

I counseled you not to move for six months. [...]

(Seth now broke off and began speaking to Rich as he moved around Jane. [...]

(Jane told me that upon slowly coming awake from her nap, and while she was listening to me move about the living room setting up the desk and my pad, etc., for the session, she had the most peculiar feeling of “growing larger.” [...]

(Jane said it was as though her eyes had actually moved farther apart, to create this expanded, broadened field of awareness, of infinite black. [...]

[...] We’d spent the afternoon moving furniture. [...]

[...] Since interruptions have evidently become something of a hazard because of Jane’s deeper trance state, we have decided to move the sessions into our bedroom. [...]

[...] Many will now surface most likely on their own in response to current events, as per this morning: the memories will not be frozen, but will move naturally into present experience, and take their natural place. [...]

[...] They’ve involved healing, however, and in one of them she even expected to wake up healed—but found herself moving slowly on the bed as usual. [...]

[...] He is in a habit, for example, now, of not bending down deeply and when he catches himself, he must move as he used to.

[...] You take its usual transmission in daily life for granted, overlooking the fact that all the physical aspects of its transmission and appearance serve to hide its basic non-materiality, and that words and printed data and moving pictures, all visual or physical symbols, are not the knowledge itself. [...]

[...] Her head moved loosely. [...]

Now, because it seemed to you for so long that you could not move freely in your own life, that you did not paint full time, you got in the habit of automatically viewing all change as negative. [...]

[...] The bedroom window should be opened for him, and for now at least the bed moved a few inches out into the room. [...]

[...] Scientific analysis of the brain will tell you nothing about the power that moves your thoughts, or hint at the source of the brain’s abilities. [...]

Seth told Dr. Instream that he would be moving to a Midwestern university by the end of the year, for example. I have no idea if Dr. Instream had any indication of this ahead of time, but he did move when Seth said he would, and to a Midwestern university. [...]

[...] Seth hadn’t first given impressions of the envelope object itself, then neatly moved on to deal with the entire page; he had shifted back and forth between the two, as if viewing both at once. [...]

[...] The child here was convinced that statues of Christ moved. [...]

[...] The next year, her grandfather moved out of the house. [...]

[...] The act of separation finally became conscious and deliberate when I moved to a small community near Saratoga Springs, N.Y. (where Jane lived), to temporarily help an artist-writer friend produce a syndicated “comic” strip. [...]

[...] As the moments passed and Jane did not move or speak, I had plenty of time to observe that her eyes did not open. [...]

[...] I did not even move my hand to write until close to a minute had passed. [...]