“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(The phone began to ring.)

(“Maybe a phone call made at this general store, or whatever it is. [...]

[...] This time Peg answered the phone, at 9:45 PM.

(I was about to ask Seth what the errors were when the phone rang, interrupting the session. [...] I answered the phone and it was a wrong number. [...]

[...] There may be further complications, in which the person insists that phones were bugged, letters opened, and privacy was constantly invaded.

[...] Earlier caught myself stewing over my windows new room being accessible that is, noticeable; then cleared that up saying that Frank, etc., will be gone; phone book won’t have address; winter coming—but if I have to, I’ll lock the screen door or put up a note working hours no guests; but anyhow I’ll make conscious decisions and take steps. [...]

(At 9:26 the phone rang, interrupting Seth. [...]

[...] As Jane offered Callista reassurances on the phone, she got the impression that Callista would remarry.

This is why I refrained from remarks about the phone. [...]

A connection with a letter or phone call and a small child. [...]

[...] They did get a phone call from his wife’s sister who does have a small female child, plus two older children. [...]

[...] Jane said okay — after 8:00 p.m. I told Jane I hadn’t even had time to tell her of my impression before the woman — who perhaps was a volunteer answering the phone — came to us. [...]

(Long pause.) You had your own experiences last evening: your foreknowledge of your friend’s phone call, and the unorthodox (long pause) knowledge about the money — and those two events happened because you did indeed want another small assurance of the mind’s capabilities despite the official concepts of the mind, by which you are so often surrounded.

(Speculation: Did Jane’s phone call today tinker with the experience yesterday? Did the experience lead to the phone call, and will informing Ace of the sale of the Seth material result in the sale of the dream book? [...]

[...] Jane told me later that after I left she began to get very strong feelings that the phone was going to ring, with some exceptionally good news for us. [...]

[...] At the same time she was waiting for the phone to ring. [...]

(While we were eating the phone rang. [...]

[...] The phone rang. [...] But as I reached the phone, it stopped ringing. [...]

[...] The phone had never rung. [...]

[...] On May 30, I had a brief dream in which I was talking on the phone to a woman about the projected book. [...]

[...] Dr. K. wants Dr. Sobel from Ithaca to examine Jane Friday even if blood tests aren’t in yet: “I can give him the results over the phone later.” [...] I wondered if this was a contradiction, because on the phone last month, Dr. K. had said Jane’s thyroid function was almost up to par from the medication she had been taking, meaning that it had acted quicker than “weeks away.”....)

(I finished early so I’d have some extra time to open the account for Jane’s hospital expenses — but wouldn’t you know it, the phone rang at 11:50 a.m. It was someone from social services at the hospital. [...]

After school I went home and sat down for a cup of coffee when the phone rang. [...] This was the first time in four months I had seen Anna, and the only time we ever spoke together on the phone.

[...] Then she laughed into the phone and said, “What?” in tones of mock disbelief. [...]

[...] Ann, a complete stranger, called me on the phone one morning. [...]

[...] It had been in the back of my mind all the time I talked to Ann Linden over the phone.

“Brooklyn?” I nearly dropped the phone. [...]

[...] Talked to her on the phone the other day about the interview with Jane yesterday. [...]

[...] As I got home from the store the phone rang. [...]

[...] Jane picked the phone up after the first ring. As the phone rang, I was tempted to say to her, “That’s going to be a very important call for you.” [...]