“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] We organize about our inner stuff the outer stuff that coagulates into flesh and bone. [...]

[...] “I was getting a lot of other stuff, too, but it doesn’t belong in the book so Seth didn’t say it,” Jane told me, “about different people we met during the flood thing.” [...]

([Sue:] “I asked for solutions to this in the dream state, and got a lot of World War II stuff. [...]

[...] So basically the inner portion of you, the soul-stuff, will not suddenly change its methods of perception nor its characteristics after physical death.

[...] Maybe he can do one session a week on the book, and one on other stuff we want, or that comes up....” [...]

[...] But then after I decided to stay in bed when you got up, the panicky stuff started.... [...]

[...] Now I could get stuff on archaeology, of all things. [...]

[...] The stuff of the internal organs changes and yet they always retain their form. [...]

[...] “I’m getting great bursts of stuff from Seth about all kinds of things….” [...]

[...] We are into sticky stuff indeed.

Last night, at Rob’s suggestion, I looked over my notebook of sinful-self stuff with related material, hoping of course that it might trigger some important impetus or clue that would give me insight into my own position. [...]

[...] I do not say, “Aha, my friends need to know this and so I will stuff it down their throats.” [...]

[...] But almost immediately came the oddest feeling of fantastic security, and I realized that being inside God … we were literally made of God-stuff and were therefore eternal.

[...] It existed first as the stuff of dreams, and from this they spawned their universe, and from this they made their world.

They realized that from their own creativity they formed idea into matter, and that the stuff of matter was itself conscious and alive. [...]

The “stuff” of the environment will have its origin in the mind of the projectionist, being symbolic of his idea, for example, of life after death. [...]

I have said also that this feeling of vitality, and I prefer the term vitality, is moving and itself a part of the living stuff of the universe. [...]

[...] I read the stuff.

[...] “That’s really the rock-bottom thing in stuff like that....” [...]

[...] Married to a man who dealt with cloth stuffs, and with some material that was made into large bags or sacks.

[...] (Pause.) This does not mean however that I use Ruburt as a puppet, and stuff his mouth with tapes as a recorder, and that you are always listening to replays, or that emotionally I am not here during such sessions. [...]