“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(From September 7 until 19 Jane and I were on a radio and television tour of seven cities, to publicize Jane’s book, The Seth Material. [...]

[...] Jane did not know this at the time of this session, for it had not been publicized.)

If you wanted to monitor the number of people who came to the house, or the publicity involved, the symptoms provided a built-in framework. [...]

[...] This can be used for radio and newspaper publicity. [...]

[...] The title page of Louis Pomerantz’s book shows that it was published by A Chicago Chapter Artists Equity Publication, 332 South Michigan Avenue, Chicago 4, Illinois. [...]

(I’ll add that Jane and I have received several thousand letters since the publication of Volume 2 of “Unknown” Reality. As best I can remember, however, not a single writer has mentioned the sleepwalkers—one of Seth’s most intriguing concepts.)

5. By now, a number of the world’s leading scientists in the physical disciplines have publicly stated their beliefs that basically consciousness plays the primary role in our world and/or universe. [...]

[...] The sessions began because of your private natures, yet to some extent the books make you publicly known. [...]

[...] And the step is the publication of the book, and the ideas that it entails.

[...] Seth did express his own willingness to have the material available to the public, but Jane and I are much less sure of that.

[...] (To publicize Jane’s The Seth Material.)

[...] The decks are now cleared for publication next April. [...]

[...] He has had drinks at a public establishment this evening, perhaps the Howard Johnson’s which you visited; and an affair at the college.

[...] Publicity material on the symposium wasn’t enclosed with the letter as stated, so on June 9 we wrote asking for this.

[...] An unscheduled social engagement, not in a private home but a public place... [...]

(Dr. Instream said that he had been thinking of the possible damage that publicity could do to the sessions.)

It was dumped either someplace on his own property or in a public dumping area, whichever area is by a hill, and it is still there. [...]

(Pause at 8:05.) My 82 pounds of flesh were hauled, dragged, pulled, and stretched by good-natured but often impatient strangers—nurses and orderlies and aides—and the most private of my physical processes became a matter of public record. [...]

[...] When I think that others take advantage of you in monetary terms—government, publisher, or public—it makes me wonder why. [...]

[...] She wears no other sweater in the studio; it is, also, too large to wear publicly. [...]