“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] It is the first draft, and was thrown away by Jane and saved by me, unknown to her. [...]

[...] Barbara does a lot of sewing, and Jane has seen drawers of various kinds of material that Barbara has bought on sale, saving it for whatever use the future brings. [...]

[...] When the Wilburs discovered they couldn’t attend the 248th session as witnesses on April 4,1966, the day the photo used as object tonight was taken, I saved the object for future use when they could be witnesses, as explained. [...]

[...] I’m saving these little tidbits for you this evening.

[...] They sought to learn John’s views while not committing themselves in any way, so as to save themselves the embarrassmentof being refused. [...]

I suggest that you take a break; and one of these nights I will break you all up, but we shall certainly save the pieces. [...]

save us, rushing with

[...] When the session did not materialize I saved the envelope for the next session, which I thought would be on Monday, September 6.

[...] You saved your father’s sanity at one point, and no one else could have done it.

[...] Christ is one of these: in some respects the most ideal detective — in a different context, however — out to save the good and to protect the world from harm. [...]

For a while, many of you will play with the concepts while avoiding all direct encounters with any other experience, save that already acceptable. [...]

[...] Would you, then, deny them reality in order to save them from any pain? [...]

There are, of course, close relationships concerning this delivery of Seth’s for the 740th session, the material in this note, and the musical analogies Seth presented in the 735th session, when he discoursed upon the inaudible variations inherent in the compositions played by the young classical guitarist who’d visited us over the weekend of February 2. (I’ve been saving this reference for this particular note.) At 9:45, for instance, in that 735th session: “An infinite number of other ‘alternate’ compositions were also latent within the [first] note, however … They were quite as legitimate as the compositions that were played … and … added silent structure and pacing to the physically actualized music.”

[...] Jane did not know I had saved it. [...]

[...] They saved the bullets if they could find them, after firing. [...]

Won’t save him, even once

It is the dream we are after, the dream experience in all the vividness that we can capture, and if you are going to get a watered-down version in any case, then you may as well continue with your present method (of writing them down in the morning) and save your sleep.

[...] You helped him ‘save his soul’ at one time [in a past life] and he was returning the favor. [...]

[...] Now I can add that at the time Jane actually wrote two poems on dreaming; I’ve been saving the second one for use in Volume 2.

[...] His material enhances my Roman and Jamaican visions [and others] — which saves me considerable effort in figuring them out for myself, of course. [...]