“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Instead I requested that he say something about the question I had raised during second break.

[...] Jane’s own abilities, for instance, raise questions about certain biological attributes as well as mental ones; in large part our society still doesn’t want to contend with such challenges at this time.

[...] Jane sat with a hand raised to her closed eyes. [...]

[...] She felt while delivering that Seth thought he had gone too far in giving us the hose-snake material at this point, since it raised too many questions he didn’t want to go into yet.

[...] Before all of this, as the very first symptoms began, before the ESP book, he was already deeply frightened by the novel rejections, the Playboy rejections after they raised his hopes, the poetry book acceptance that fell through with Continental, and what he felt to be your joint deteriorating relationship.

[...] Jane’s pace was once again broken by short pauses as she sat with a hand raised to her closed eyes. [...]

[...] As usual Jane’s pace slowed somewhat, and she sat with a hand raised to her closed eyes. [...]

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

(“M and G”, raises once again the question of what meaning to assign to initials. [...]

[...] It raised Ruburt’s hidden hopes of a larger apartment and then dashed them, building up his resentment. [...]

[...] She spoke with many pauses, sitting with her eyes closed, her head down, her left hand raised to her brow. [...]

[...] And just last week (after another routine blood test) Jane’s doctor again raised the dosage of the synthetic thyroid hormone she’s taking, this time from 75 to 100 micrograms per day.

[...] He told us he’d received a raise. [...]

[...] It was summer; hardly anyone knew of the sessions yet, and Seth’s full voice, rising out on the nighttime air, would have raised questions we weren’t ready to answer. [...]

The whole series of experiences concerning probabilities raised many questions. [...]

(Jane then tried the board alone; on it she had raised Thomas Voghler by herself, last week. [...]

[...] Her eyes were now closed, her hands raised to her face, her pace broken by many short pauses and a few long ones. [...]

[...] “I see houses and a couple of shops, then a narrow cobbled walk raised up high — it was a partly dirt road built up of rocks and stones that ran around an inlet from the sea. [...]

(She began speaking in trance while sitting down, and with her left hand raised to her closed eyes. [...]

[...] All thru my life I’ve thought “nice, civilized people” didn’t raise their voices, get angry enough so that it showed, or display any kind of outbursts. [...]