“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(It was getting close to turn-on-her-left-side time when Jane told me to get out my paper for a session.)

[...] She had a cigarette before I turned her on her side. [...]

There are very definite, excellent side-effects of growing older, that we will also discuss in this book — but here I want to assure the reader that basically speaking there are no diseases brought about by old age alone (intently).

[...] Room 330 was on the chilly side to me, but Jane was comfortable.

[...] Jane had some ginger ale before I turned her on her side. [...]

[...] She did so while on her side, and couldn’t get help when she pressed the call button. [...]

[...] Again, when you awaken in the morning, come over to Ruburt’s side of the bed. [...]

(Friday, May 15, 9:15 PM: Brief glimpse of two house painters in white coveralls hauling selves up the side of a white house on some kind of automatic scaffold; pulled themselves up by means of ropes running over their shoulders. [...]

(At 7:52 I turned Jane on her left side, read her the prayer after getting her comfortably (?) settled, opened a window a bit, and adjusted the TV. [...]

[...] She was still uncomfortable, so I turned her on her side earlier than usual. [...]

[...] Her delivery was on the slow side, but steady.)

[...] He has the body on his side, for it is only waiting for him to allow it to use its power.

(To Arnold.) I want you personally to consider what I said about sounds on the other side of silence. [...]

(The service wasn’t as long as I’d thought it might be, though, and we were on our way to the cemetery shortly before noon, winding through the quiet tree-lined side streets. [...]

[...] By mentally asking questions, I obtain “yes” or “no” answers according to whether the pendulum swings back and forth, or from side to side.]

[...] I saw myself from the right side, striding purposefully along with vigorous step, carrying over my right arm a neatly folded white towel. [...]

(In back of me, to my left and on the other side of the fence, was some kind of long dark building. [...]

(Pause.) When it rains, water rushes in great exuberant gushes down the sides of the mountain, bringing life and vitality to all of its parts. [...]

[...] Perhaps you are like a fine sunny cliff on the side of the mountain, jutting out, looking down to the valley beneath, not realizing that the mountain itself continues [up] beyond you. [...]

[...] I turned her on her side at 4:45.)

(Later talking to Bill Gallagher: He and Pat Norelli stood at one side of the table, exerting strong pressure to force third leg to floor. Never did get it down. [...]

[...] If any demonstrations occur they will occur only when the moment is right, and they will happen as a side issue to demonstrate certain points which should be made. [...]