“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] It may be slapped back, but it knows the slap will not really kill the parent. [...]

While many of your expectations are formed in childhood, no switch is really stuck in one position, and it is your prerogative to channel your emotional energy into whatever pattern for action you desire. [...]

[...] It has gotten to the point now where, I get up there and I am already to say, ‘God bless you’ at the end of the service, and I’m almost ready to say  ‘such blessings as I have to give’ and I really have begun to see now, how absurd the whole practice, not that specifically, but the whole rigmarole had been over the years. [...]

(I don’t. This hasn’t really been a point with me, although at times I would get mad at Artistic for at least not offering me something more. [...]

When you did not expect success, really, then you did not threaten him. [...]

[...] I wasn’t sure, really, whether Jane wanted to resume them now, or wait, etc. [...]

[...] She confirmed that she hadn’t been bothered in the slightest by anything, and added that Seth was really able to continue until dawn. [...]

[...] This is a position I seldom use — perhaps I thought it would help me really grapple with this experience. [...]

[...] I hoped to see something really good this evening now that I was prepared, but nothing developed. [...]

[...] The thought belongs to the individual from whose mind it sprang, and yet he does not really possess it. [...]

[...] Once you learn how to really tune in, then you will understand what it means to change the direction of your focus.

[...] And more, I wonder if we are really islands at all.”

[...] Jane didn’t really want to take a break. [...]

[...] Maybe he knows that really wanting it might take a while, at least on my part. [...]

(Jane really blasted out the good evening.

[...] I did not really mean to use the word permission, meaning instead whether there had to be any sort of understanding or agreement between the two personalities as to who would hold the session, or at least begin it. [...]

[...] However, when he blocks me he really blocks me.

[...] The offered bank loan represented your inner realization of what had occurred, offering really another chance that you were not able to take.

[...] If that was what you really wanted, you would have had it yesterday.

[...] By not acting, I may even be excusing myself from failure: “Had I really tried, I would have succeeded. [...]