“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(To Tom:) Now you must stretch your intellect as well as your intuitions. [...]

[...] So were her entire legs; the skin on them was stretched tight as a drumhead. [...]

“My own ideas must be colored to some extent by my place in time also, and middle age seems to be an excellent spot for such a study because theoretically time stretches as far ahead as it does behind. [...]

[...] As we grow toward old age, we have past time to play with—we know where we came from in usual terms—and the darkness that once seemed to stretch behind our source or origin seems to be our destination. [...]

You stretch, a symbol of the relatively sleepy, unrealized period of youth, early youth, in which you were caught, hence the stiffish arm that was not able therefore to keep the man who is your father with you in time. [...]

[...] It was as though, she said, Seth was stretching her brain in an effort to get the material through.

[...] The relationships between nature’s natural conservative behavior and nature’s need for innovation are stretched. [...]

[...] The horizontal communications stretch and expand to allow for later developments in terms of probabilities, for consciousness always knows itself in more than one context, and it is possible for nature to experience itself in ways that would seem to be most improbable when the properties of conservation and learning are at their (underlined) strongest spring.

[...] In the same manner, you see, several manifestations of one identity appear to you to be stretched out in serial form within a successive time framework.

[...] It is no stretching of the truth to say that the office begonia plant is quite a splendid one.

(October 27, Tuesday, 11:45: Upon retiring, I had a definite and durable feeling of stretching in my legs, as though a force was pulling at my feet, as though with hands. [...]

(Pause at 8:05.) My 82 pounds of flesh were hauled, dragged, pulled, and stretched by good-natured but often impatient strangers—nurses and orderlies and aides—and the most private of my physical processes became a matter of public record. [...]

(When Jane began to speak again she was lying down; she had stretched out to relax for a moment after the regular session. [...]

The very act of dealing with him kindly utilizes your own abilities in many ways, stretches the limitations of your sympathy and understanding, and of your patience, yes; but in so doing you become stronger and better able to deal with your fellow human beings in general, with benefits to all.

[...] He stretches you, both your sympathies and your understanding, and you both benefit.

[...] You can know them as you begin to stretch your concepts of personhood and awareness. [...]

[...] When I made fists there was a stretching and thick feeling in them. [...]

[...] He merely yawned and stretched in her arms.)

[...] I could feel my mind and abilities, using either words or pictures, stretch as a result.

[...] Instead she too paced about the room, her eyes open and very dark, and spoke to me as I stretched. [...]

[...] As I stood on the corner with people passing me in all directions, I stretched my arms high above my head. [...]

[...] Lying stretched out on the couch, she delivered it in a low, sleepy voice:)