“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] No noise was involved. [...]

[...] Traffic noise was loud.)

[...] This data came after I had to repeat the question because of traffic noise. [...]

[...] lt was a muggy night; our living room windows were open, and now I became conscious of traffic noise. [...]

[...] I’d had to ask for a word or two to be repeated when it had been obliterated by a burst of traffic noise.)

[...] Giving up chasing bugs, he now was busily tearing a small carton apart in the living room closet; the noise was surprisingly loud and came close to interfering with my hearing Jane clearly.)

[...] 6/25, AM: Little achieved; interrupted by neighborhood noises. [...]

(Traffic noise was loud. [...]

(The rain, thunder and lightning continued unabated, the noise racketing back and forth over the city. [...]

[...] There was much vehicle noise below our window. [...]

[...] She made loud noises of effort. [...]

(I didn’t think Seth heard me; there was a burst of traffic noise through our open living room window just as I asked the question. [...]

[...] I suggested she clear her throat, making a noise that way. [...]

[...] He uses the radio often as physical noise to bring him back and serve as a guideline in altered states of consciousness.

(I had made a noise turning a page in the notebook. [...] Abruptly I became conscious of traffic noise, and Jane told me later that she did too. [...]

[...] He added that if we heard a loud thudding noise on the roof tonight, it meant that an animal had managed to dislodge the stone cap on the chimney. [...]

[...] A strong wind — very strong at times — had sprung up this afternoon, and at times I had trouble hearing Jane above its noise. [...]

[...] She was not aware of outside noise, etc, and spoke fast, eyes open often as the delivery progressed.

Consciously you react to the physical data — the noise, the squeal of brakes perhaps, the visual shock of seeing the car so close, but the entire inner reality of that scene or event is instantly “recognized” by what I refer to as your inner senses. [...]

[...] She was not bothered by noises in the house, etc., and remembered none of the material until the end.

[...] Very refreshing, although I had to ask Seth to repeat a word or phrase every so often because of the noise. [...]

[...] Still, I was afraid the repetitious noise might bother Jane as she sat quietly in trance. [...]

2. Every so often I’ve referred to the inconveniences of apartment living for us, especially those involving that ever-present, ever-growing traffic noise. [...]

[...] There was noise in the hall, but Jane continued:)