“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

1938, an illness, I believe leading to a hospital stay, either an operation or thoughts of one.

[...] She had more bladder spasms, and was afraid she’d loosened the catheter with her motions, although I hadn’t thought they were that strong, except for the rapid head movements. [...]

[...] The thought patterns beneath various languages are different, and he has been trained in the Western tradition. [...]

[...] You have no security and these thoughts and feelings are highly erroneous. [...]

[...] A man in his company was thought to be disloyal. [...]

—was thought to be the disloyal member. [...]

(I thought it very interesting that Seth had talked about subatomic waves and particles in the last paragraph of his delivery tonight. [...]

[...] If there was one time when we didn’t need an interruption, I thought, it was while Jane was dealing with the present kind of material. [...]

I had kept my very strong feelings for Jane to myself, or so I’d thought, and despaired at the idea of never seeing her again. [...] Even though I’d had no thought of interfering with, or taking advantage of, any complications between them. [...]

[...] I thought of trying to paint a portrait of a hawk or an eagle. I thought of its enormous beauty and energy, the creative energy that sustains us all, in whatever form we choose to create and to live by and with. [...]

[...] How unusual, I thought as I recorded the sessions in my homemade shorthand, that the conflicts displayed between the two main portions of her immensely creative personality were so open, even while she had the potential to help so many others. [...]

[...] This approach included what I thought Jane allowed him to say.

[...] It seems that we also got our signals crossed, for I learned today that she’d been ready for a session; but because I didn’t come out of the writing room and ask her if she wanted one, she thought I didn’t want one....

[...] When man believed the world was flat, he used his thought processes in such a way that they had great difficulty in imagining any other kind of world, and read the evidence so that it fit the flat-world picture.

(Then the central part of my body felt depressed down to bed level; I had the odd thought that I was more aware of the bed beneath my middle body than I was of the body itself. [...]

(Without indulging in wishful thinking, Jane and I thought we saw some points of similarity in the above data and a miniature teapot, namely the fact that the test object could be held in the hand, had a connection with water, and an indentation. [...]

[...] Those inner thoughts or desires, impulses not made physically real in your terms, will be made real within other systems.

The idea of which you were speaking earlier this evening is a good one, and shows already that you have begun to change habits of thought. [...]

[...] My friend here (Rachel) thought perhaps that I would be silent, but I cannot for long remain silent. [...]

[...] (Long pause.) You want to remove the idea that the situation is critical, and as unrealistic as it may seem, begin to change your thoughts more valiantly when this is possible. [...]

[...] Be aware within yourself of subjective feelings, emotions, or thoughts that may not be those that you identify with yourself in this time. [...]

[...] This is a therapeutic measure that will make way for healings, comfort and reassurance, by his putting together material in different fashions, rearranging experience, turning thoughts inside out.

A frog sat still and stared with awe
At a watch that lay in the sand.
“Now,” he thought, “I am quite sure
There is such a thing as Man.”

[...] At first I thought that Miss C. was sleepwalking and was worried about awakening her. [...]

[...] What a waste of a great room, I thought. [...]

(Perhaps the affairs of this evening were set in motion several days ago, when Jane and I voiced the thought that we might try an ESP experiment of some kind on Sunday night. [...]

[...] I thought her work was better than ever, surprisingly so, and that her ideas were good and her extremely personal handling of them in paint very fresh. [...]

[...] I thought also that Jane saw the object that evening, but as it developed she did not. [...]

[...] I thought the drawing had been passed around that evening and that Jane had seen it, but she said tonight that she had not. [...]