“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

A stacked-up affair, as of irregular blocks, rather haphazardly arranged. [...]

[...] It’s as if this often happens, material being inserted and then “stacked up” or stored there for, say, the next session. [...]

[...] The data contained in the leaflet closely paralleled the dream; therefore Jane was quite pleased to discover stacks of these leaflets at the motor vehicle bureau. [...]

Now: In the same way that a member of such a society can go [askew], blow his stack, go overboard, commit antisocial acts, so in the same fashion such a person can instead trigger the viruses, wreck their biological social order, so that some of them suddenly become deadly, or run [amok]. [...]

[...] Now the nicest thing that could happen would be that you suddenly blew your stack and kicked him. [...]

[...] In the stall there were long oval bundles of straw, stacked one upon another “to keep it dry, pretty high up to the roof. [...]

[...] I came across the calendar beneath a stack of books and on the spur of the moment decided to use it for the test, wondering whether this type of cut and dried subject matter would have as much emotional pull for Seth/Jane as the subject matter of the first two tests. [...]

Do I think it a “coincidence,” then, that I received the page proofs, or galleys, to check for Volume 1 of The Personal Sessions from publisher Rick Stack on September 5, 2002, when Jane died on the same day 18 years ago? [...]

[...] When I finish these volumes of personal sessions I’ll be publishing with Rick Stack’s New Awareness Network the transcripts of many of those always hilarious, incredibly active, crowded and loud meetings: full of Seth sessions, member dialogues and repartees and questions that erupted in those weekly classes that Jane held in our apartment’s small living room. [...]

[...] Those 510 sessions have now been published in nine volumes by Rick Stack of New Awareness Network, Inc. [...]

But even trying to take into account all that Jane accomplished, I know that while I proofread the galleys of The Personal Sessions as Rick Stack of New Awareness Network sends them to me volume by volume, I’ll still come across material that is new to me. [...]

[...] It was fruitless; we had given up on finding it until I looked through a stack of old magazines as a last resort.

[...] ‘She has two books out and is now on a third.’ I looked around at the disarray, and the unframed paintings that are stacked about. [...]

[...] On top of the stack of papers that had accumulated on the desk shelf, and which contained Wendell Crowley’s envelope and letter, I had placed a plastic tape dispenser as a makeshift paperweight. [...]

[...] I removed a few local papers from the stack. [...]

[...] On the shelf directly in front of me was a stack of towels, all more or less the same size, as if they were of a set. [...]

[...] Shortly before the session I removed a few local papers from the stack. [...]

[...] Rob stacked some bookcases, bought vertical dowels for the top, and arranged the whole affair in front of the door so that we had an inside entry hall. [...]

[...] She herself accumulated a stack of pamphlets seven inches high, weighing several pounds.)