“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] The few times the craft shoots off at right angles, it has managed to retain functions ordinary to it in its particular habitat.

[...] Planes may also involve various aspects of apparent time — this particular matter being too difficult to go into right now, although I will continue it later.

(“All right, we understand that; but what can we do about such things now?”)

[...] Jane is right.

[...] We wanted Seth to comment on the DMSO, and on Jane’s very swollen right foot. [...]

(At 8:25 her right knee “doesn’t hurt at all at this point,” but she repeated that it took a while for the DMSO to really start to work. [...]

[...] She wasn’t aware of her right knee, she said, meaning that it wasn’t bothering her; we’d applied the DMSO to it at 7:30 PM, over two hours ago. [...]

[...] He called a break only because I deliberately let my weary right hand flop down on the couch. [...]

[...] I’m all right.”)

(“It’s all right.”

[...] I do however insist that in my not too humble way, I can do something to set you right. And by right and by you I do not refer to you, Doctor Instream, but to humanity at large. I do not pretend, either, to know definitely what is right and what is wrong for your universe.

[...] This is all right. [...]

All right now. [...]

I may not know what is right for it, but I certainly know what is wrong. [...]

[...] I said, the vacuum (which was ours), was right there in plain sight. [...]

In view of what you say about the material we sent you, we see why a paragraph-by-paragraph rundown isn’t necessary; this is perfectly all right, and we thank you for your effort in going over the material, and the time you spent answering. [...]

[...] I have the feeling that another such experience happened right after this one, but I fell asleep and do not remember. [...]

[...] This quality also turned up in the session, in Seth’s funny, over-elaborate requests for me to use just the right punctuation and paragraphing.

(“At that point the speed was right and things ‘clicked’ somehow. [...]

[...] She used the contrasting example of trees in a forest, comparing their passive state to the feeling of acceleration, of “being able to go right through the wall” that she sometimes gets. [...]

(Sue: “All right. [...]

[...] The right hand held a club or truncheon; the right arm rose and fell regularly, although the rhythm was not rapid. [...]

[...] However, I take my chances, getting good material through when the time is right, and we can be more jovial on those evenings when you are too tired to do anything else.

[...] In a short time I was awakened by a child’s voice speaking briefly but loudly in my right ear. [...]

[...] Can’t remember how this worked out, but it was all right, they weren’t as sick as they looked or something.

[...] On Wednesday night there was definite improvement in my right knee and leg particularly; and left one too.

[...] if I have this right… that I was afraid of my own energy... [...]

[...] It hadn’t sounded like him—only her, speaking somewhat haltingly and not too clearly as she lay flat on her back in the hospital mud bed, with her broken right arm held snugly against her ribs and chest by the blue and white canvas sling. [...]

I want you both, then, to understand that in the greater light of creativity, understanding its true meaning, you have taken the right course, and therefore drop from your minds any lingering ideas of conflict and doubt. [...]

[...] And right at the end of the session, Jane’s head flopped down loosely, as she quickly returned to the very relaxed state she’d known before, while speaking for Seth.)

[...] When some of you then begin to focus upon different points, then there is great confusion ...for it seems to you that one set of data must be right, and if this set is right then all other sets must be wrong or fantasy. [...]

Right at the shore, perhaps directly down and ahead, a scooped-out circular (gesture) indention, where there is swift current because of rocks. And at this particular point, by this indention, no beach, though there is a beach to the left and right. [...]

To the right just before this last left-hand turn and hill, is a fairly low building where I believe our friends eat, or at least they visit here. [...]

(At an earlier break, Bill had mentioned to me, while Jane was out of the room, that he believed Jane was right-handed but that Seth used predominantly left-handed movements. I hadn’t noticed this, but told Bill Jane had talked at times of being left-handed as a child; I told him I remembered Jane saying something about being made to write right-handed in school.)

([Bill G:] “What significance do you attach to the fact that you seem to be right-handed, but left-handed in sessions?”)

[...] First of all, as far as the hands are concerned, to be left or right-handed has to do with inner mechanisms and brain patterns that come first, before the motions of the hands. [...]

[...] “I have the image of a small, neat yellow square, in a lower right hand position.” By now Jane had lowered the envelope from her usual position against her forehead, and sat with it dangling by one corner from her right hand; her right arm extended forward and down over the arm of the rocker. [...]

[...] She held it to her forehead in a horizontal position with her right hand, her eyes closed.)

I have the image of a small, neat yellow square, in a lower right-hand position. [...]

[...] Being right didn’t carry the weight that being wrong did. [...]

(“All right,” Jane said.