“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] All windows were shut tightly, and the traffic noise was not a problem, although it was audible to some degree. [...]

(As she ate Jane said, “The noises in my mouth are real loud — you’re not used to it.” [...]

[...] The evening was quite warm; we had a window open; the traffic noises rushed up to our second-floor living room. [...]

[...] This time, there was a strange, very loud noise, like the magnified twang of a rubber band or cable that seemed to be reeling me back in. [...]

[...] He made so much noise I had to lay my notes aside to take care of him. [...]

[...] Jane was not bothered by the noise or distraction. [...]

[...] It was a pleasant spring evening, although traffic noise was loud through the open windows. [...]

(The session was held in our living room again, and traffic noise was not a problem, nor were there any interruptions. [...]

[...] It easily rose above the considerable traffic noise coming through our open living room window.)

[...] During this time, I’m acutely aware of the noise of the diving equipment and the very cold water.

[...] She thought Seth had done this deliberately to compensate for the traffic noise coming through our open windows, and because the witnesses had, in the beginning of the data, unwittingly distracted her by moving papers, coughing, etc.

[...] I wasn’t aware of traffic noise or anything else … The whole thing surprises me: Look what I’d have missed if I’d decided not to have a session. [...]

[...] The windows were closed to dampen traffic noise. [...]

[...] The noise of the wind and so forth gave you a glimmering of the earlier data that had not reached your consciousness.

[...] There were new bursts of noise from downstairs at this point, and the image vanished.

[...] Of course, its also possible that we’re picking up, hearing and transcribing only cosmic noise. [...]

[...] While Jane had been straining to compress a long syllable into something recognizable, the tape picked up little except distracting background noises: class people coughing, or moving about or shuffling papers; the sounds of traffic … But Jane and I take class events as they come. [...]

[...] We could hear the automobiles swooshing across the new Walnut Street Bridge that lifted gracefully over the Chemung River, less than a quarter of a block from our apartment house; it had been raining earlier this evening and the traffic noise was softened. [...]

[...] In the summer Jane likes the windows open, sessions or no, although I find traffic noises bothersome at times.

[...] The noises stopped after an hour or so.