“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] But he interpreted your remark verbally as you made it, knowing you love him, but having to search through the concern.

[...] Prior to the 17th century, extensive searches and studies were made for a “natural” or Adamic language, a basic form of human communication that was supposed to underlie all racial languages; no such universal protolanguage was ever isolated. [...]

It is only because you are so hypnotized with ideas of beginning and endings that you persist in searching for them in the universe, and you distort data that would otherwise be clear to you. [...]

[...] Jimmy states that attendants there direct him to a different spot each time; the size of the dump precludes any detailed search, so we conclude that the cover will probably never be found.

(Searching for a word evidently, Jane rolled this one off quickly. [...]

(Hoping I could find the line in question in the few moments we had during break, I picked out Volume Two of our typed notes, and was lucky enough to find after a brief search the line in question. [...]

Give us a moment here… I am searching for a connection for you, concerning the past. [...]

[...] She felt Seth was searching her vocabulary in order to express himself as best he could. [...]

[...] Then I “picked up” that my soldier-self was killed by his countrymen because he’d traitorously sought to warn Zealot leaders of a planned search of the lower city of Jerusalem by Roman troops. [...]

[...] He felt he needed protection while he learned, and until he attained enough wisdom.¹⁴ The search itself would lead to a completely different set of values and a new belief system.

Now our Florence is working with her own ideas of good and evil, searching for what she thinks of as an aesthetic and moral code that she can rely upon. [...]

[...] It is then this inner self that must be searched for the answers. [...]

[...] I added that once again we could try searching the creative matrix of the symptoms themselves for the solutions to her challenges, and mine as well, for that is where those solutions will be found.

[...] Her images led me to search out the collection of battered black-and-white snapshots of her that somehow, some way, she’d managed to save from her early childhood. [...]

(We searched the glove compartment of the car for paper and a pencil or pen, so that Jane could make notes about some of her perceptual changes — but to my amazement we could find nothing to use in spite of our efforts to keep writing tools in that very place. [...]

One of those steps in Jane’s self-directed search for understanding is referred to in Note 5 for Session 681 (in Volume 1), which contains three lines from her poem, More Than Men. She wrote it in 1954, when she was 25 years old. [...]

Beneath this, pure and simple, undistorted, there for the searching, absolutely free for the asking, is the knowledge inherent in the inner self pertaining to the inner universe as a whole, its laws and principles, its composition. [...]

(Obviously, one could search out many threes in the course of an evening, although we think the trio connection listed above is a strong emotional and valid one.

[...] He died early so that his death would make her question, and search for answers. [...]

[...] It was found after a lengthy search.

[...] This time complete strangers were involved in an experience that would really satisfy my seemingly endless search for proof after proof.