“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] (Long pause, eyes closed.) These will be, I believe, a series of visions, extending over some time. [...]

(After the sessions began I started a series of portraits of people I don’t “know” consciously. [...]

[...] Her desire to attend a spectacular ball, and meet the prince, initiates a series of magical events, none following the dictates of logic. [...]

(Literal transcript of the results obtained by us on the night of November 26/63 — a few days before we began to receive the series of messages from first Frank Watts, and then Seth.)

I remember writing this poem on one of a series of dreary afternoons in which it seemed that life in general had little meaning.

[...] Ruburt has not had a series of strokes—or any strokes. [...]

[...] They will be together, I believe, and you should add them to your people series; for one you have known before, and the other influenced your life at one time, though you did not know him personally. [...]

I believe that by February, you will be involved in a new concept in your work, and engaged in a new series of paintings, that will carry you creatively through winter, spring, and perhaps a portion of the summer.

[...] This does not mean that a series of crying jags, explosive ones, need be in order, as Ruburt fears, and fears that you fear.

[...] On a different occasion I had a rather small out-of-body that trailed behind it, for almost two weeks, a series of incomplete projections or dream experiences containing distorted elements of such phenomena. [...]

[...] Since starting the series of sessions that make up “Unknown” Reality, it’s becoming something of a custom for her to deliver a little material on other subjects after book dictation; she did so again now, and finished the session at 11:51 P.M.

(These notes give me a chance to hint at another in the series of “house connections” that Jane and I have become so much aware of this month — for there is a close professional relationship between the owner of the Foster Avenue house and the real estate agency through which we’re buying the house on the hill. [...]

When information “falls” into your conscious mind from those vaster areas, then it also is changed as it travels through various levels of psychological atmosphere, until it finally lands or explodes in a series of images or thoughts. [...]

[...] These soon became intermixed with a series of musical chitterings and chatterings. [...]

In a passionate, bloody series of events later in the seventh century, a split occurred in which the Moslem religion was divided into two main branches, the Shiite and the Sunni. [...]

[...] Through a series of misunderstandings, the people at Ankh-Hermes had published an abridged translation of Seth Speaks without having permission for the cutting from Jane and me. [...]

Although time does not basically exist as you “know” it, you are neurologically forced to perceive your life as a series of passing moments. [...]

[...] After supper I suggested that if she had a session tonight Seth could comment upon her current series of relaxations. [...]

[...] She recalled that back in her 20s—some 15 years before she initiated the Seth material—she’d written a series of poems about our species returning to the earth from space. [...]

(We’ve had a series of brilliant warm days this month, and the ground is bare of snow. [...]

(After getting her drops at 4:15, Jane began a series of movements with her head and shoulders, her left leg, then ended up moving her torso from side to side. [...]

[...] Your television news program (on ABC) is now producing a series about your nuclear power, and that of Russia. [...]