“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] We went over parts of a long letter from Sue Watkins, but Jane couldn’t read it. [...]

[...] He is about over that particular process.

[...] If I could just put my head down and relax I’d be so relieved—then maybe I’d switch over to a session.” [...]

[...] This forces overstimulations during the night, increasing the body’s work, making it perform continuously over an extended time physical purifications that ideally would be taken care of in briefer periods of rest. [...]

(This is the second time we have missed a session, the first being over the Christmas holidays. [...]

(We were visited over the weekend by Robert Monroe and his wife, Nancy; they live on a farm in central Virginia. [...]

[...] This took over six thousand words — and even while typing she found herself reliving portions of the experience to some moderate degree….

[...] The question I asked at its end—about what effects my opinions of Prentice-Hall might have had on Jane over the years—has been on my mind ever since I asked it, and Seth replied that it was “too big a subject” to go into at once. Tonight I explained to Jane after supper that I now believed many of my opinions were taken by her as negative personal opinions about her work and efforts—which meant, I added, that they must have contributed at least substantially to her symptoms over the years. [...]

[...] Willy, he said, would get used to his presence eventually and show no reaction; this has been the case now for well over a year.)

[...] These gave her the idea for the book, which she considered over the weekend.

[...] (Long pause, over one minute.) This particular body type has not vanished entirely by any means. [...]

[...] Many of the pauses during the delivery lasted for over a minute. [...]

[...] My eyes brimmed over with tears. [...]

[...] And she’d rush ahead of me down the hall, so agitated that she’d shake all over. [...]

[...] I walked over to him and said, “Hi Sam. [...]

(Now Jane lay the letter on the table and bent over it, studying it.)

(Again Jane bent over A.J.’s letter as it lay on the desk.)

—and alternates between an over-reliance on discipline on the one hand and intuition on the other, not yet able to weld the two so that they become two edges of one reliable tool. [...]

[...] Jane immediately thought of this diagram when she read over Seth’s data. [...]

[...] This dream, over a period of a couple of years during her childhood, had a powerful effect upon Jane; she has talked about it ever since I have known her. [...]

(Two days after the session Jane found herself reading over her second draft of chapter five. [...]

[...] The break was short because we had barely begun to go over the material when Jane said “Wow, I can feel him coming back with some good stuff, so we’d better get ready.”)

[...] Let us go over this material, and then we’ll ask questions from there. [...]

[...] I want to go over it with her, then keep it available for frequent reference.)

[...] The census usually drops over the holidays. [...]

(The day was warm — over 36 degrees. [...]

You and Ruburt have had the feeling many times — but what we are trying to do is change over completely from one mode of operation to another, and to construct, say, new inner blocks of meaning that will give rise to the next era.

[...] “Over there — to my left — he’s talking about the limitations of our kind of personality. [...]

(Jane ate a better lunch today — that is, not enough to keep a bird alive, but still an improvement over most of the month of July: A little soup, a little egg yolk, coffee, a little custard, chocolate milk, and so forth.

[...] Her pauses were not overly long, and she knew what she was saying as she gave voice to it, but then forgot it.

[...] But without even doing this they may momentarily take over or express themselves through a single function, such as speech or motion, while the outer ego is blissfully unaware.

[...] As he tried to comprehend it, he also felt that certain attitudes of yours toward the marketplace would spill over and threaten the unimpeded clear channel that he felt has been formed to convey his writing to the public realm. [...]

[...] (Long pause.) He also, as he stated, was afraid that your attitudes would splash over to color your feelings toward future Seth books, and toward your future contribution toward them. [...]