“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Jimmy waited beside the dark and quiet house, staring out into the backyard, but he saw and heard nothing unusual. [...]

[...] Then we sat quietly side by side at the round card table we’d placed at one end of our battered old couch in the living room. [...]

[...] Jane sat waiting quietly in trance.)

[...] One day I went into the bedroom where it was quiet, closed my eyes, lay down and began clearing my mind of thoughts for my psy-time exercise. [...]

(Jane resumed in a quiet voice, her eyes closed, at 10:50.)

[...] Her voice was quiet and she paused frequently.)

[...] I should be quiet and let you do so. [...]

[...] Then she began to speak at 8:50, in a very quiet voice. [...]

[...] Using psychological time, sit in a quiet room; and I hope this is not impossible, when an idea comes to you, and I presume it will, do not play with it intellectually. [...]

[...] When you are quiet and not condemning others you can see them more clearly, and you are not afraid of them for you become stronger. [...]

[...] Her voice was quiet, her pace quite slow.)

[...] Our cat Willy was also very quiet.

[...] She sat quietly for a few moments, then resumed the session.)

[...] These dissociated states often occur in sleep, when the ego is quieted. [...]

[...] Her voice was quiet, with many short pauses. [...]

[...] You cried, and you clearly heard Emma Martin tell your mother that she should not go to you, and then you would be quiet.

[...] She sat quietly with her head down, her hands raised to her closed eyes. [...]

[...] It had not been a quiet session. [...]

[...] To this point Jane had been sober, quiet and dignified. [...]

Now: A quiet dictation (but Jane’s pace was almost fast.