“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] I opened a letter from a reader who had sent us our individual lifecharts, in answer to a card I’d used to reply to her letter last month. [...]

[...] Someone had sent us a bouquet. [...]

[...] They are united however as interior and subsidiary identities that are a part of your own, and they are sent out by the inner self for various reasons. [...]

[...] Jane said that with the above material, she had a feeling almost like a “ray out” in a southern direction—a strong concentration being sent out in a southerly direction. [...]

(Today in the mail Jane received a group of file cards, prepared as an index by Blanche Price for the copies of poetry Jane had sent her over the years for safekeeping. Blanche died last February 2, 1967, and the cards were sent to Jane by Blanche’s friend, Anne Healy; Anne wrote a letter, also, that Jane received on January 2.

[...] Theresa had been sent back from the psych center because “of a mix-up in papers, or something.”

(“I sent it out with the tray after lunch,” I said. [...]

[...] The cells in Leonard’s body—in a manner of speaking—sent out a message for help (pause), “radiated” outward for a receiver. [...]

[...] The cellular signals were sent out, but you could have reacted to them in any given number of ways once you received them. [...]

[...] Something sent through the mail in an envelope. [...]

[...] All of this refers to the greeting card shown on pages 320-21, and sent to Jane and me by Mother on August 14,1966. [...]

[...] In addition, both are related to Leonard Yaudes; who sent us the postcard, and who authored tonight’s object. [...]

[...] Jane sent the dream book to another publisher last week. [...]

[...] Jane sent them a chapter on dreams, with suggestions for reworking it into an article. [...]

[...] They sent the samples but returned the 25¢ money order. [...]

The material which Ruburt sent to Cosmopolitan will be remembered, upon a later occasion, to his benefit there.

She was very sensitive therefore to telepathic suggestions sent her way by tenants, and felt that they did not like her, highly resented her as the new landlord. When Leonard returned, all unknowingly he sent out constructive thoughts to which she also reacted; but he loved his lawn and his yard, and in his mind’s eye he saw it the way he wanted it, clearly, and it did become an event.

(Today we received an acknowledgement from the artist, Raphael Soyer, to whom I’d sent a copy of Cézanne a week or so ago. [...]

There is a connection on your part between your own interest in the Jewish past, and your art, and the gentleman (Raphael Soyer) who is an artist and a twin, to whom you sent Cézanne.

The clothing sent by his mother has been somewhat dangerous to him because his feelings, given above, automatically extracted from them the negative feelings of his mother toward him, while blocking out the constructive and loving ones.

[...] It was because of such sensitivities being activated that Ruburt earlier responded in Marathon (Florida) to a sweater sent by his mother.

On February 27, I sent the manuscript out again to another publisher. On the same day, I sent out a book of poetry, The Sky Will Send Down Ladders. On March 12, I dreamed that both had been returned. [...]

[...] It wasn’t until February 1, 1968 that I sent the dream manuscript out to a publisher. [...]

I was disappointed, naturally, but again I sent the dream manuscript out; this time to Prentice-Hall, on April 2, 1968. [...]

[...] Joe B may hold the opposite viewpoint most intently — that sex is at least evil, perhaps sent by the devil, and below or beneath the dignity of a good man.

Joe B, while drinking, might suddenly be sent back to his Joe A self. [...]

[...] Now when a batch of mail arrives I have to open the letters at once to see if money has been sent. [...]

Illness was suffered, was sent by God to purge the soul, to cleanse the body, to punish the sinner, or simply to teach man his place by keeping him from the sins of pride. Suffering sent by God was considered a fact of life, then, and a religious truth as well.

(Long pause at 9:25.) Some other civilizations have believed that illness was sent by demons or evil spirits, and that the world was full of good and bad spirits, invisible, intermixed with the elements of nature itself, and that man had to walk a careful line lest he upset the more dangerous or mischievous of those entities. [...]

(A copy of Seth’s answer to Timothy’s daughter will be sent to Timothy, probably after his article about Dick Bach has appeared in Time Magazine. [Copy sent to Timothy Foote October 21, Saturday.]

[...] In the same way that thoughts can be sent through space, so individual consciousness can be sent through systems, using various methods. [...]

(Theodore Reff, a professor of art history at Columbia University, to whom I sent a copy of Cézanne not long ago, sent us his acknowledgment this week, although he has yet to read the book. [...]

(In the mail today Jane received a book I’d sent for at her request a few days ago; then we’d both forgotten about it. [...]

(The talk about the Wallaces reminded me, however, that a few months ago Irving Wallace’s daughter, Amy, had sent Jane a copy of her new book on psychic phenomena—particularly on healing.

[...] I told her that I’d called the two people who’d sent us donations. [...]