“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Your idea of a separate painting studio, and some of your attendant ideas, are simply hangovers that you do not have to accept, springing from your father and his garage. [...]

[...] If he were better he could help you with the chores—but if he could, would you then withdraw to your studio and leave them all to him? [...]

[...] You were rather repressed at that period, frightened about your own work, and sometimes you would ignore Ruburt’s occasional sexual advances when you happened to be in your studio. [...]

[...] I have a copy of them up on the wall of the studio. [...]

[...] When the session began I was at work in my studio at the back of the apartment; yet, through two closed doors, I heard almost at once when the session began. [...]

[...] When the session began I was at work in my studio at the back of the apartment; yet, through two closed doors, I heard almost at once when the session began. [...]

In my studio was a pile of old newspapers. [...]

[...] After the experiment was over, Jane opened the envelopes containing the test object; then I went back to the studio, and from the hidden section I picked out the page from which the object had been torn. [...]

[...] Both sides of the test item contained portions of advertisements that were tied in with election day, yet the words “Election Day” didn’t appear on the object itself at all—only on the whole newspaper page that had lain on a high shelf of Rob’s studio bookcase.

(Following Seth’s suggestion of November 25, we held the session in my studio, at the back of our apartment. [...]

[...] The studio had cooled off considerably by now — hence Seth’s remark. [...]

Ruburt, having interpreted your dream, looked wide-awake but relaxed through his studio into the kitchen. [...] Less than two minutes later, you came out into his studio with the camera that you had not used for months. [...]

[...] I think it excellent, and plan to make copies to pin on my studio wall for easy reference.)

[...] (The studio.) It will clear your mind and help your work. [...]

[...] (Again, excellent data.) The color of your studio is a good one.

[...] The very beginning of the session is not recorded because I was working in the studio in the back of the apartment when Seth came through as Jane, Eve and Tam sat in the living room.

[...] Once again I happened to be in the studio when Seth came through again, at 3:55.)

(While she was in my studio telling me this, she received more:)

(I got Jane a match from my studio.)

(Tonight’s session was held in the studio.)

[...] He did fear that you would become bitter if you did not succeed (as a painter), and he sometimes felt that you retreated to the studio away from him, as purposely your father retreated from your mother into the cellar or garage. [...]

[...] Nor did Jane get her mail answered yesterday, as she had planned to do, nor did she find the time to putter about in the house, either in her writing room, or the studio annex.)

[...] Then early this morning as I was painting in my studio, that same cadence came sounding down through a fine rain.

[...] I opened a studio window. [...]

[...] The session was held in my studio for more privacy. [...]

[...] So did I. The studio had cooled off considerably. [...]

[...] The session was held in my studio once again.

[...] But when I wanted to be by myself to paint, I had a corner studio I could retire to where I could work in privacy — a very nice room. [...]

[...] I told her about my dream of last night: I’d been in my writing room and I heard Jim Baker, our optometrist, in my studio. [...]

(Jane didn’t see or hear anything different, yet felt that the kitchen, living room, and the studio seemed different somehow. [...]

[...] Looking out at the kitchen from the studio, she said the path to the kitchen looked like a “charged pathway” to her.

[...] You have always seen family life yourself as a threat to artistic production, and the first thing you would do if you had a house would be to build a studio outside of it. [...]

[...] The session was held in my studio again, and because of its rather small size Jane decided not to smoke. [...]