“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] They thought Seth was “all right” as a teacher. [...]

[...] He was a teacher, and is one now. [...]

[...] Doug, who helped me author the object, is not musical; however both his parents are professional musicians; both are teachers; Betts teaching music as well as other subjects. [...]

(“Who is your teacher on your plane?”)

[...] Leonard is a school teacher and knows of our interest in ESP, but not about these sessions. [...]

There is no other researcher, if I may say so, who has the excellent teacher that you have, and your own experiments with psychological time will certainly give you more than enough to say, and later give you evidence that can hardly be denied.

Like a good teacher (humorously), I took his protests into consideration. [...]

[...] I hope I am as good a teacher.

[...] She is a retired, unmarried school teacher, 74 years old, who for the last fifteen years has lived in the front apartment on the second floor of our apartment house. [...]

(When Peggy asked him if the records pertained to Frank Watts being a teacher, Seth gave an answer I do not recall, except that I am sure it was not a direct yes or no. [...]

I’d like to close this chapter with excerpts from Session 329 recorded in March 1967 for a teacher-friend’s high-school group. [...]

[...] There was more, but I believe that by this time I was coming out of the desired state and was consciously connecting the name Ryerson with a local teacher by that name whom Jane sees occasionally in connection with the art gallery where she works. [...]

[...] During break, we discussed what had been said and then somehow got to joking about a reincarnational drama-scene that Rob and I had played out a few months ago, in which he had apparently been a teacher of mine and an exasperatingly thorough record-keeper. [...]

(“Is Seth your teacher, or one of them?”)

[...] As a Catholic youngster, she had a teacher named Sister Januarious in grade school. [...]

My art teacher in high school, Miss Bowman, had taught Tom Lantini also — and as she had loaned me money to go to commercial art school in New York City, so had she given Tom financial aid so that he could attend the same school. [...]

[...] He is now 25, and a school teacher. [...]

[...] At 8:35 two of Miss Callahan’s relatives knocked on our door: Miss Betty Dineen, an older woman who is a teacher, and a distant relative but close friend of Miss Callahan’s, and Miss Callahan’s nephew John. [...]

[...] Seth, she said, was an excellent teacher, a philosopher where she was not. [...]

[...] It happened some months later, on October 19, 1966, and involved Miss Cunningham, the retired teacher. [...]