“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] “I love the red couch cover you’re sitting on,” she said as we waited for the session—and indeed, the corded fabric glowed in the warm light cast by the table lamp on the room divider behind the couch; the divider separates the kitchen from the living room.

(“Well, you’re leading into the next question then. [...]

[...] “If people see you staggering around they’ll think you’re loaded.”

[...] Before him he saw a wall of books, and the self in the living room suddenly knew that his purpose here in this reality was to re-create some of those books. [...]

[...] I think they’re both well worth having on record, since Jane’s experience was a profound one — and, in my opinion, very revealing for what it tells us about how we ordinarily view our mundane physical reality, and about the much more powerful versions, or “models,” for that reality that exist behind it.

[...] Steve B. had given her the cream, and we’re using the nodules on Jane’s right hand as a testing ground. [...]

[...] For the same reason, at the end of the session [in Chapter Twelve] we’re including a local resident’s experience with a certain set of beliefs.

[...] “I get too blue when you’re getting ready to leave,” she said, “to want to do it then any more.”

Give us a moment … In Ruburt’s dream, he is completely re-educating the part of himself that he once considered an authority. [...]

(“They’re okay.”)

[...] The witness said the data contained many intuitive insights, etc., citing especially the material re ambiguous relationships, etc.)

(“All right, we’re ready for lesson number one, or a message.”)

[...] The past is being constantly re-created by each individual as attitudes and associations change. This is an actual re-creation, not a symbolic one. [...]

[...] An identity is also a dimension of existence, action within action, an unfolding of action upon itself—and through this interweaving of action with itself, through this re-action, an identity is formed.

(I found that both her hands showed signs of improvement in feel and motion at the wrists especially, much to my pleasant surprise, so we’re making good progress there. [...]

[...] Just as we’re ready to begin some sort of working activity, Wade Alexander visited. [...]

(For the record: “Uknown,” it seems, appears to be one of those jobs that won’t go too smoothly, even though now we’re reaching the end of its cycle. [...]

[...] I tried to put the situation in perspective: “You’re trying to excise your fears of your mother, which in turn led to your being afraid of the world and your own fears of death, ‘cause you carried your idea of protection from the world so far …”

[...] Our attitudes re Prentice. Our attitudes re correspondence. [...]

[...] When she picked it up she said, staring, “It’s almost as if you’ve got to choose between biting into the sandwich, your hand that holds it, or your knee beneath the hand — not because you’re disoriented but because everything’s all one. When you grow aware of that, then you’re confronted with making conscious choices.”

[...] It had started in mid-afternoon after she had received an OK from Tam Mossman re the publication of her book of poetry, Dialogues — at least as far as Tam is concerned. [...]

[...] This occasion signals the first appearance of the Seth material in another language, and we’re happy to note that the translator, with whom Jane exchanged just a couple of letters, did an excellent, painstaking job. [...]

([Jane:] “You’re being condescending.”)