“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] “I’m trying to sit up again, I can tell, but I can’t do it from way down in the bed. [...]

[...] There are steps and men sit on them. [...]

[...] No session developed at that sitting, however—in itself this is quite an unusual occurrence. [...]

[...] I could see that they were light-colored, translucent from the knees down — this without my sitting up in my astral form to see them.

[...] I got out again fairly quickly, this time able to study the strange sensing involved in distinguishing between the astral self I wanted to sit up and the physical self I wanted to stay flat. [...]

From the sleep state I project to Carl’s and shout at him until his astral body sits up. [...]

I was sitting at my desk when I began to feel funny. [...]

[...] I sprang to a sitting position, instantly alert.

(Seth broke off his material to introduce this bit of humor because Bill, sitting perhaps five feet away, was leaning forward and staring intently at Jane as she spoke. [...]

(Seth/Jane now turned toward Peggy, who had been sitting quietly by. [...]

[...] I then saw a gaunt blonde woman sitting in a chair, profile, facing my right, with her head tilted away from me at an angle. [...]

[...] I urged her to sit quietly, smoke a cigarette, and relax. [...]

[...] There are steps and men sit on them. [...]

[...] Jane said she was getting “the impulse to sit up again, in my spine.” [...]

[...] I sit in on all your sessions and I am deeply amused at times, but always pleased. [...]

[...] We opened the session by sitting silently at the board, but Jane began to receive Seth even as the pointer spelled out his greeting. [...]

[...] But it is not so different from time in the waking state when you are sitting alone in a room with your thoughts, and with no particular need to get anywhere.

[...] The second one came perhaps after 11:30 PM, while we were sitting around the table eating. [...]

(Once again Jane began speaking while sitting down and with her eyes closed. [...]

(Jane now took a long pause, sitting with her right hand raised to her closed eyes at 10:11.)

(Jane didn’t feel particularly well this evening, but decided to sit for a session to see what developed. [...]

(Once again she spoke sitting down and with her eyes closed during the whole delivery. [...]

[...] Tonight Jane spoke while sitting down, in an informal manner; in the 170th she stood erect with her head thrown back. [...]

(I described my dream of the other day, which I’d already told Jane about: I’d been sitting on our couch with Jane and our neighbor, Joe Bumbalo. [...]

[...] And that as you sit here before me, you are far more than you know. [...]

[...] And without that spontaneous discipline, there would be no ego to sit upon the shoulders and demand discipline. [...]

[...] I didn’t want to sit around waiting, and wasting my time. [...]