“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Could the “disease” ever move from whatever probability it now occupies back into our own reality some day, thus appearing to have regenerated itself? [...]

As I moved down the driveway I was thinking of what I wanted to cover next in these notes. [...]

[...] The cicadas and the katydids still sounded their hypnotic rhythms, I’ve heard geese often lately, moving south in noisy waves, and we’ve had deer in our driveway several times. [...]

[...] I saw a round hole, evidently cut into ice; at the hole were two men wearing white fur suits, and moving about the hole as though perhaps fishing through the ice.

[...] (Virginia.) There is no particular benefit to your moving at this time, and the venture of which I have spoken would do best if begun here; and if it is begun here it would spread, but this would be its focal point and the point of overall management. [...]

[...] You move camouflage objects through the use of your inner senses constantly without your own conscious knowledge. [...]

[...] She schooled herself rigorously, moved in social circles, hid the unschooled, naive aspects of herself. [...]

[...] It has been an extremely slow-moving project, but The Education of Oversoul Seven may yet be a movie.

[...] On the 13th we received from Sue Watkins our first copy of Volume 1 of Conversations With Seth, Sue’s excellent account of the ESP classes Jane used to hold in one of the two apartments we rented in downtown Elmira, before we moved to the hill house outside of town in 1975. [...]

[...] (Gesture, eyes closed.) The reassurance you gave, Joseph, was your best move. [...]

[...] Later your reputation spread and you moved to Athens. [...]

[...] While in your dream, you are able to see and touch and move about in these locations. [...]

[...] I thought the simple services in which our President and Vice-President were sworn into office were extremely moving: Unable to speak because of my emotion, I sat beside Jane on the couch while we watched the ceremonies on television, and had soup and crackers for lunch. [...]

Jane, again, dreamed often of walking, running, dancing, moving normally. [...]

[...] Jane could easily hoist herself onto it from her office chair, the couch, or the bed; she could either move on it around the house by herself, or have me push her. [...]

[...] In this spontaneous essay for her new journal she attempted to move beyond that thinking not only by searching through her own past, but by incorporating some of Seth’s latest ideas. [...]

[...] When Rob and I moved here in 1960, she had already spent a quarter of a century in her three small rooms, surrounded by books of poetry and drama. [...]

A connection now with a move of some kind.

[...] I heard someone moving about in the apartment upstairs.

(However, I never moved from my position just inside the open office doorway. [...]

5. I think that in his material from 10:17 to 10:25 here, Seth very neatly summarizes much of his thinking about how each of us constantly moves through a multitude of probable realities, meeting certain others in any one space-time environment, perceiving individual versions of any given event … Very useful information. [...]

[...] In 1961, shortly after we had moved to Elmira, a friend with whom Jane worked at an art gallery gave her two poinsettia plants that we had for several years. [...]

[...] Also during this period, Jane experienced an odd sensation within the black field of inner vision: as though she was moving quickly through space and changing perspective.

[...] He did not move. [...]

[...] As the neck muscles began to loosen, the eyes were required to move in ways they had not been for some time. [...]