“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] What had I done wrong now? I opened my astral eyes fully and stared down at my hand. [...]

Bill Gallagher had been staring at me steadily as I spoke for Seth, and once Seth said,

[...] As if hypnotized, I sat staring.

A frog sat still and stared with awe
At a watch that lay in the sand.
“Now,” he thought, “I am quite sure
There is such a thing as Man.”

[...] You “look backward into time,” you say, when you stare outward into the universe. [...]

Now Seth was staring out through my open eyes. [...]

(As Jane sat resting during break, staring absently at the floor, she received the word “mine.” [...]

[...] But now my idea of great defiance was to miss a session, to go out and get a beer and let the psychologist go stare at his old vase or ink spot or whatever he’d chosen for that night’s test.

[...] Curiously, Jane and I stared up at the house perched so incongruously there, and we talked about trying to get up into it to see what it was like inside.

[...] I stopped moving; they stopped; each side stared at the other in the porch light from a house across the street....

What had puzzled us both from the time of the episode was that Jim, Winter, Theresa and I, standing only two car lengths away from the two women, hadn’t become aware of the episode even if we hadn’t been staring in its general direction.

(Jane, still smiling, stared at me. [...]