“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] I scrambled for my clipboard and pen.)

(At 3:25 Jane suggested I get my paper and pen out for a session. [...]

[...] Our note-takers (Sally and Florence) are doing very well considering that the paper is not solid and neither is the pen. [...]

[...] Our note takers are doing very well, considering that the paper is not solid and neither are their pens. [...]

[...] “I don’t know if I’ll have a session today or not,” she said, “but keep your paper and pen handy.” [...]

Jane tried to write with her impaired right hand, frustrated again and again because she couldn’t hold a pen well enough to put down the ideas stirring in her mind. [...]

[...] At first she tried to do it as best she could through writing: Painfully, holding her pen awkwardly, she spent over an hour recording the first four paragraphs—even then, after checking our records, I added to her work material about dates and sequences.)

[...] Both of us had been appalled at the revelations coming through Jane’s pen, even if we did grudgingly admit that we understood, intellectually at least, many of the points that self made. [...]

After some hesitation following my question about having a session this evening, Jane decided she wanted to contribute introductory material for Dreams. This was to be a new experience for us: Because of the arthritis she was having trouble even holding a pen, so she intended to dictate her material as though she were writing it herself in longhand. [...]

[...] After answering approximately 50 letters one weekend, the next weekend I could barely hold a pen to write my name. [...]

[...] Events can be considered in the same fashion, as psychological sentences put together from the alphabet of the senses — experienced sentences that are lived instead of written, formed into perceived history instead of just being penned, for example, into a book about history.

[...] The test object was a ball-point pen drawing of a dog; my four-year-old nephew made it while my brother Bill’s family and Jane and I visited my parents last Sunday. [...]

[...] Bill’s son is named David, he is four years old, and it is he who drew the test object, with a black ball-point pen on white paper.

[...] The tracing is drawn with the same blue pen, my own, that was used to write on the object. [...]

[...] The tracing on page 72 is made with the same pen used to produce the writing.

He is afraid of taking on Christendom, and expects some poison pen letters because of the three Christs reference.

[...] It was typed on yellow paper, corrected by Jane with a dark pen. [...]

[...] The object itself does bear dark lettering—both the typing and Jane’s penned notes and corrections.

[...] Then I’ll need another week to go over the manuscript, with colored pens marking instructions of each page as to what copy we want set in roman [upright] type, and in italics; while doing that I’ll also check spelling, punctuation, references, dates, times—all of those mundane details so necessary in helping our publisher produce a finished, good-looking book for the marketplace.¹

They want to write great philosophical theories, for example, perhaps never putting the pen to the paper, or trusting themselves enough to begin. [...]

[...] For one of the few times during these sessions, I refused to pick up my pen and notebook. [...]

(“Yes I am,” I said jokingly, putting my pen down after I had finished these notes. [...]

[...] Then I found myself picking up my pen. [...]

[...] Jane has seen a pen and ink drawing I did recently, which is the basis for the painting.

[...] But it could well be argued that Jane needed to be able to write with a pen or pencil, to express her basic creativity in that particular elementary fashion, even more than she needed to walk. [...]

[...] As soon as I realized that she wanted to have a session I asked her to wait until I found my pen and notebook. [...]