“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] The rituals will be abandoned, but gradually, slipping away. [...]

[...] No idea slips insidiously past your awareness to affect your involuntary system unless it fits in with your own conscious beliefs. [...]

[...] (Note: This was apparently a slip of the tongue.)

[...] Your ordinary thoughts may falter, or slip and slide around your inner comprehension without ever really coming close to expressing it.

(Front and back tracings of the insurance slip used as the envelope object in the 38th experiment, in the 239th session for March 7,1966.)

[...] A family can constantly reinforce its joy (louder), gaiety, and spontaneity by concentrating on ideas of vitality, strength and creativity; or it can let half of its energy slip away (deeper) by reinforcing resentments, angers and thoughts of doubt and failure.

[...] I do not want positive suggestions just slipped on like bandages, leaving the fears unreleased or unrecognized. [...]

(“Already the thing is starting to slip away,” Jane wrote the next morning. [...]

10:10 P.M. “He slips it in on me, that’s what he does,” Jane remarked, when I kidded her about saying the session couldn’t be for Dreams. [...]

[...] Now, she felt as though she could quite easily slip back into a trance, although she did not feel Seth.

He looks for satisfaction for his ego in the outside world when it has been bruised because of a rejection slip. [...]

(I slipped up concerning the Friday episode, not realizing it could have psychic consequences for Jane. [...]

[...] But one step away from this is another level of consciousness into which you all slip without knowing. [...]

[...] I took care to slip the wet label in a coat pocket when neither Jane or the Gallaghers were looking, and as it developed Jane had no idea of the test object for the session.

(“Also—Tam’s....esthetic integrity slips in my estimation in what I understand as his own writing intents.” [...]

[...] When I tried to slip the other one over Mitzi’s head, though, I ran into a hornet’s nest of resistance, and Jane couldn’t help. [...]

[...] Seldom indeed does she make such slips while delivering the Seth material—much less often than any of us may do in daily life.

[...] The material was returned today with a plain rejection slip. [...]

[...] The ring had slipped out of it by now.

We are indeed slipping in the sneaky questions this evening.