“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Sunday, April 26: After breakfast at 11:30—for Jane—I found her sitting with her legs propped up on a chair. [...]

[...] Certain psychological conventions act as props. [...]

[...] During all of this the table was active to a greater or lesser degree, making it impossible to prop up a leg, say, with a shoe, etc. [...]

[...] I carefully propped up the tree, a balsam fir, in the woods at the back of the hill house. [...]

[...] Bare legs propped up on the coffee table Rob sat, pen poised, and the session started.

[...] Again she began to speak from the bed, propped up on one elbow, her eyes closed, at 10:21.)

That sort of material has its purposes, and it does do some good, and it does explain reality in terms that many people can understand, for the props and fantasies are familiar ones. [...]

[...] She began speaking from there after break, her head propped up on one hand, her eyes closed, her voice quite amused. [...]

[...] I placed the cold film holder under Jane’s back as she lay propped up on the mattress, but the whole task went quickly. [...]

[...] I’d propped it open enough so that our cat, Willy, could get in when he felt like it.)

[...] As an actor in a drama goes along with certain acts and gestures that make the play necessary, while at the same time he realizes that the play is a play, he must still focus his attention upon the lines spoken, and use the props available.

[...] Jane leaned back on the couch with her feet up on the coffee table, and I sat facing her with my notebook propped up on one knee; the fireplace was only a couple of feet in back of me. [...]

[...] During their visit I noticed that my right leg, propped up on the coffee table, would suddenly fall very quickly and unexpectedly to the floor. [...]

(Jane was relaxing on the bed, as she often does after a session, with her head propped up on one hand. [...]

[...] Now she removed her glasses, propped her head up with one hand, and began to speak from this prone position. [...]

[...] Jane pointed out that the glass and cigarette in the sketch might also be called party props, however.

[...] When this session began I had the drawing propped up on the bookcase so Jane could see it easily as she paced back and forth.

[...] She lay on her side, her head propped up by one hand. [...]

[...] You not only tune in the picture but you also create the props, the entire history of the life and times, hyphen — but in living three-dimensional terms, and “you” are within that picture.

[...] This [kind of material] has its purposes, and it does do some good, explaining reality in terms that people can understand, for the props and fantasies are familiar ones. [...]