“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] The material read over in our late sessions will help you understand that all of this can flow easily within the time available.

[...] This represents his tendency to look back over the way he has come.

[...] For one thing, she kept falling head over heels in love with men who didn’t want marriage under any circumstances. [...] The men in each case were men who did not date, were overly attached to their parents, or who for some reason or other did not have ordinary relationships with women. [...]

[...] Still, I hated to say this to Jon over the phone. [...]

[...] She hadn’t been able to speak for over a year. [...]

[...] In one case, a friend’s hang-ups in the present originated right in this life, though her boyfriend’s were left over from the past.

When the ego becomes overly concerned, it becomes overly conditioned to negative responses. [...]

“We’ve only been at this a little over a month,” Rob said. [...]

[...] However, when the ego becomes involved with fears, it ceases to be an effective tool and becomes instead a hammer hitting you incessantly over the head. [...]

[...] Earlier in the day I had wondered what would happen if I asked Seth/Jane to go over all of the data again; I supposed Jane would take this as a sign that the first data wasn’t much good, and at break Jane said this was her thought at the time.

(Seth offered to go over the test material but we went on with more material for John Bradley, the witness. [...]

[...] Your own ideas concerning various issues could be profitably inserted when you are not emotionally upset over them.

(Jane now took a pause lasting over a minute. [...]

(At a quick scan I thought the ideas answered all the questions we’d had about the symptoms over the years—explaining, for instance, their onset before the psychic developments, etc. [...]

[...] The creative energy splashed over psychically in some poetry and in Sumari. [...]

(A few notes for the record: Bill Macdonnel returned to Elmira over the holidays to visit his parents. [...]

[...] Many elements in Tam’s dream tallied with events depicted in this session, bearing out Seth’s contention that Tam already sensed the conflicts over Adventures, etc. [...]

[...] This I hope will become clear as you read it over.

[...] The divider Seth referred to consists of an idea of mine to build a small bookshelf arrangement over Jane’s desk, so that she will have an enclosed working area at one end of our living room next to the windows.

(“Why was Jane so upset about the killing of the starlings at the art gallery by the police over the weekend? [...]

I am ready to end the session, as I have been trying to watch your time and since Ruburt sends up such mighty shouts if I keep you over.

[...] I had seen very little of Aunt Ella over the years, and Jane had met her twice, as best we can recall. [...]

(Jane hesitated over the pronunciation of Dorinella, and I had to ask Seth to spell it out.)

[...] She deeply reacted against violence, and was overly sensitive.

[...] Seth is correct in stating that my father’s older brother, my Uncle Jay, who is also dead, was connected with Ella in this life; he was very protective toward her, and after he died eight years ago his wife continued to watch over Ella.

[...] He has been speaking through me for over seven years now, in twice weekly trance sessions.

[...] Since then, Seth has delivered a continuing manuscript that now totals over six thousand typewritten pages. [...]

To our way of thinking, we have kept over six hundred appointments with the universe — though Rob would never describe it that way himself. [...]

Out of curiosity, I looked over a few of the early chapters of Seth’s book, then stayed away from it. [...]

(Jane leaned over the desk, smiling at me. [...] She remained at the desk for a few minutes, then moved over to our living room window.

The outer personality must be a strong yet resilient framework, able to dispense with its boundaries and allow the inner self its freedom, and yet strong enough to spring back and maintain its control over outward experience. [...]

[...] If I can get Ruburt over his sometimes cussed hardheadedness, his belligerent egotistical blunderings, then he can perform feats that will more than show the validity of my statements. [...]

[...] We keep the key to Miss Callahan’s apartment, and bring up her mail each day; periodically one or another relative comes to pick up the mail and check over the apartment.

[...] Ruburt, incidentally, because of his blessed literal nature, will not feel fully released from his job until the last day is over.

[...] In the meantime I shifted around other paintings I’d brought to 330 over the weeks, and took some things down from the wall. [...]

(I went over to the Infirmary’s office with them after the meeting to get a bunch of papers Kim wanted to give me, because doing it this way would save me an extra trip sometime later. [...]

[...] Over in her office, Kim Evans said that the report on Jane noted that her joints were “frozen.” [...]

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

(Afterwards we talked over Jane’s recent idea — to holding, say, a session per day for six consecutive days, to see how much Seth would get done on the book in such an arbitrary period. [...]

[...] All that can spread over into other activities.

[...] At the end of a week, say, as you look over Ruburt’s feelings, you will find that they do fall in several categories, and then I will discuss those categories. [...]

[...] It is this same sort of resistance, on a much simpler level, that he uses to block me whenever his ego becomes overly concerned.

[...] Breathed through nostrils deeply, handkerchief over closed eyes. [...]

[...] Shortly after I lay down my sensation came over me from the feet to the head. [...]

[...] In the unsafe universe, however, you—not you alone—believe that something good will be fought over. The books prove their merit in that reality, because they are fought over to whatever degree.

At John’s level, and in his unsafe universe, the events still prove how valuable the books are, since, to whatever extent, they are fought over. [...]

[...] The wind had been blowing strongly—to 30 miles an hour, and even more—for over 24 hours. [...]

(By 10:25 the tears seemed to be over. [...]

[...] It had wound up confused over what to do, but I thought we could help it understand as the days passed. [...]

[...] And do not have such a hang up over what I know you have in mind. [...]

(To Sue.) And to this one over here. [...]

(To Wally.) Now to our door opening and closing friend over here, a few comments. [...]

[...] She talks about doing this rather often, then reads through the collections of poems she’s built up over the years. [...]

[...] Next month she’ll get together with Sue to go over it, then start writing the Introduction for the book soon afterward.

[...] We’ve also felt bad over our long-standing decision to keep them in the house; they can roam no farther than the front and back porches. [...]

In Mass Events, along with TMI Seth had discussed the tragedy of Jonestown—where in November 1978 over 900 Americans had died [by murder or suicide] for a religious cause in faraway Guyana, South America. [...]