“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] This morning she’d slept for an hour before lunch.

[...] In fact, she slept for over an hour this morning. [...]

[...] He slept in the kitchen. [...]

[...] They slept on hay. [...]

[...] Instead, she slept heavily for over an hour. [...]

[...] Yet, since I’d been awake while she slept, we speculated that those same habitual cleaning chores had also occupied me enough consciously to mask my awareness of what another part of me was up to.)

[...] I began doing some mail while she slept briefly after reading the session. [...]

(Jane said she’d “slept terrifically last night.” [...]

[...] I slept from 5:15 to 5:45. [...]

(Although Jane had slept she was still tired. [...]

[...] Yet last night I’d slept poorly, waking up to wonder how I’d make out trying to get them into the carriers for the journey to the veterinarian in Horseheads, which is a small community very close to Elmira. [...]

[...] The obvious implications posed by the wills did nothing to cheer her up. ¹ Still, trusting her impulses, she slept for a couple of hours this afternoon—then, perversely, wasn’t happy with herself for doing so when she woke up. [...]

(At times Jane wakes me up at night; she’s very nearly crying in discomfort, yet now we understand that those feelings represent her muscles wanting to be used; so far, though, we haven’t managed to get ourselves out of bed at such times, which usually develop perhaps an hour before the alarm is to ring; these bouts, then, happen after she’s usually slept for several hours, and the body wants action. [...]

[...] Yet Jane said that after I’d left last night her blueness had lifted almost magically, and she’d felt good and slept well. [...]

[...] Jane was doing well, and had slept well last night. [...]

(11:12 AM.) Last night (Jane said) I felt great when Robbie kissed me, and actually I slept quite well, both in my chair and bed. [...]

[...] I’d been very tired and slept an hour and a half this afternoon, then we’d had a big meal of deep-fried flounder that Frank Longwell had given us a couple of days ago. [...]

(And speaking of secrets, I forgot to tell Jane that although I slept well last night, I took baking soda before going to bed when my stomach began to bother me a bit. [...]

[...] She slept very well last night.

(After Jane finished her outline and statement she slept for several hours. [...]

[...] I slept through deep, immensely enjoyable and totally saturating periods of relaxation. [...]

(I slept at once. [...]

[...] She slept well afterward. [...]