“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] This “stored sunlight” can then be used as food.

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

[...] If not, consciously you forget the aggression; the energy stores up until it explodes in what we will call an unsupervised construction.

[...] He could not project his own construction after a certain point without help from your psychic stores. [...]

[...] There are significances hidden in the archives of many archaeological stores that are not recognized by you because you have not made the proper connections — and in some cases you have not advanced sufficiently to understand the information.

[...] While on a walk to a neighborhood store she was given a ride by our family doctor. [...]

[...] Bill is now in the process of transforming a downtown store into a combination art gallery and living quarters.

(These notes hardly do justice to the string of events that led to Carol and Fred meeting Miss Dineen—from the couple’s leaving Watkins Glen, motoring to Elmira, deciding upon how to find us, asking a policeman finally for directions to a book-store, going to the wrong bookstore—Rubin’s—just as Miss Dineen came out of the religious bookstore almost next door, Miss Dineen first directing them to 458 West Water, then remembering that we’d moved, etc. [...]

(Present: Sue and Ned Watkins, Theodore Muldoon [banker], Sally Benson [librarian], Brad Lanton [artist], Rose Cafford [older, grandmotherly], Lydia Dobbs [candy store owner], Vera Muldoon, Florence McIntyre [school teacher], Rachel Clayton [secretary].)

(Added conflict when: it looks like I’m getting worse and I get scared; when I’m really improving and get scared, when I feel inferior in stores—the other side of the coin and that keeps me from going out more as it’s supposed to; when I feel I look lousy or see myself naked. [...]

The entities, like master memory cells, store knowledge of its, or their, gestalt personalities; and even these entities are often split in many pieces, and each segment retains the complete data that belonged to the original entity.

[...] Connection with a grocery store ... [...]

In trying to play down issues, and to avoid dissatisfactions, you have a tendency to store up bitter feelings that are unexpressed. [...]

[...] There are more “coincidences” involved than those Seth described tonight, none of them consciously known to Jane and me before the Sayre adventure: Mr. Markle is in a nursing home but a few miles from where we live in Elmira, and my mother spent her last days in a similar home less than 15 miles away; one of Mr. Markle’s children lives in Elmira, and is connected with a store Jane and I have visited; Mr. Johnson, of the real estate couple that conducted us about in Sayre, did sign painting and truck lettering as a younger man, as I did; he and I had several mutual acquaintances in Sayre, among them an older artist of some reputation — and now deceased — that we had known in our high school days; and so forth.

[...] Bill had looked up to the man running the grocery store in his neighborhood.

(Jane was very curious as to what new abilities lay in store for her, especially the one that Seth said she would shortly discover. [...]

[...] However because of its own extraordinary nature, it itself forms with the inner self in an added gestalt, adding to the energy and ability of the inner self; and in a manner which I cannot yet explain to you, it voluntarily may give up its ego identification to a large degree for the purpose of giving its full energies to the store of the inner self.

(I am also filing an item from the Thursday Elmira paper, dealing with another attempt to use a forged prescription in drug stores in Corning, N.Y., about ten miles distant. [...]

apartment.........store

[...] You will have your trip ahead of you, and other trips that I have in store for you. [...]