“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Jane then typed up what we could remember; we corrected it as shown on page 51, then Jane copied it over to give Bill, along with a cake. [...]

[...] Peg’s news made an impression and Jane and I still remember it. [...]

Remember however our universe that fulfills itself yet takes up no space, and our imaginary painting in which distance appears ever further in the background, while never touching the back of the painting, and this may give you some intuitive understanding of our spacious present that has duration, and yet takes up no space.

(It will be remembered that in the 33rd session, page 262 [in Volume One}, Seth suggested the date, April 15, 1964, as a significant one for Miss Callahan. [...]

(She also had some images while giving the material, though she could not remember them by break. [...]

[...] She said that last night she’d had a brief blue period, in which she’d wondered if she’d ever walk out on the street again, but got herself out of it by saying “cancel” to herself, and remembering Seth’s material.

It might help if you remember that despite appearances all events are basically subjective. [...]

[...] I remember that once I woke up in bed, after midnight, and burst into tears as I thought about you. [...]

(Yesterday I finally remembered to tell Jane about another vivid dream I’d had last week. [...]

[...] You have your own tape recorder within your mind and you will remember what I said. [...]

[...] She didn’t remember the data.

[...] End at 11:05 p.m. Jane remembered none of the material she’d delivered since last break.)

[...] The dreams that you remember are colored or altered or even censored to a certain extent. [...]

[...] Actually, Jane had originated them, and I’d asked her to write them down – which neither of us had remembered to do. [...]

[...] These things, unfortunately, you must remember for yourself.

[...] Remember, the purpose is therapeutic, though it may not appear so. [...]

[...] She did not remember being bothered by traffic noise. [...]

[...] I remember most regretfully your worries the other evening, and I will therefore endeavor (louder) not to give any demonstrations that may be embarrassing to you personally, or indeed that will cause you any uneasiness.

[...] In your terms, I can remember who I was; in greater terms, however, those personalities should speak for themselves.

[...] Then she remembered a stinking stall with dirty straw, and “three men wearing dirty brown robes, of pretty rough cloth.”

[...] And again remember that these senses, these inner senses, operate as a whole, and that at least to some degree the divisions between them are somewhat arbitrary on my part, and are made for the sake of simplicity.

(It will be remembered that my first sensation episode, of February 8/64 [See page 172], jogged my memory so that I was able to recall a previous such experience of perhaps a year ago. [...]

[...] Nevertheless Roarck, R-o-a-r-c-k, also has his subconscious memories, and he remembers the times when we were together.

(The entrance to Charles Biro’s offices was at the end of a hallway, as I remember, and the door to the anonymous office I visited tonight is next door to it. [...]

[...] You will have it whether or not you remember it, but I hope you can remember it. [...]

(Pause.) I understand Ruburt’s distress at times with the odd feelings of balance, but remember that these represent multitudinous changes and motions within the body, new positions requiring minute alterations of muscular tension that are actually highly beneficial. [...]