“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Give us a moment … Many of the questions you think were not answered in this book, however, have been answered — but from a different angle, colon: the answers presented in such a way that they will entice you to further creative thought.

[...] (Intently:) The threads of the work are interwoven so that various portions of your consciousness are sent out, so to speak, on separate journeys of thought and imagination. [...]

[...] I thought she wanted to cry, but wouldn’t let herself do so.

[...] Actually, I thought, this was almost an ideal time to try for a session in the hospital, for after supper she wasn’t apt to be bothered by staff people for some little time. [...]

[...] It developed that Jane wouldn’t mind moving—a thought she’s mentioned before, and some time ago. [...]

[...] I thought it might be ice, and could see nothing wrong.

[...] They said the doctor had ordered the tests — we thought they meant Jeff Karder.

[...] As soon as she gave the initial M, in the beginning of the data, she thought of Lorraine’s entity name, Marleno. Jane caught herself at once, she now said, in order to prevent possible distortions growing out of this thought. [...]

(Since the test object was picked by someone other than me, I had thought that some of Seth’s connections might be difficult to trace, and it appears to be the case here. [...]

(I thought the information clear enough, and quite important. [...]

[...] The dryness had left her throat; she thought it the result of nervousness at resuming the sessions.

He felt ashamed of what he thought you thought of as trivial unimportant matters, homey concerns. [...]

[...] Hence his just-surfacing thought last week about separate apartments. [...]

(We thought the session was over, but began discussing Richard Bach’s postcard of November 10, mentioning that he could accept a reincarnational hint or two. [...]

[...] Earlier, it was all that you knew—that is, both of you more and more in young years began to identify with what you thought of as your artistic selves, more or less to the exclusion of other portions of the self.

[...] He thought this would be a failure on your part, for which he would be at least partially responsible. [...]

[...] In other words the specialized course to which you thought you were trying to hold so tenaciously, was indeed not that tenaciously followed. [...]

[...] Not in mockery, but rather in bewilderment at the seemingly endless paths that a chain of thought, once undertaken, could follow. [...]

[...] I thought it a good idea, myself, so when she slept until 10:30, and then became busy talking to Frank Longwell about the conversion of our front porch to a glassed-in affair, I didn’t ask that she try any. [...]

[...] Realized I was in bed, in a particular position and making certain motions that were self-conflicting, leading to the discomfort; and that I was in this position because I thought I’d done something wrong that somehow necessitated the position. [...]

Listen to the silence between words and feel the feelings that are between your own thoughts and recognize the difference between what you feel and what you tell yourselves you feel and then you can begin to proceed. [...]

[...] I thought this object simple enough, while containing some good emotional charges, but as will be seen Seth picked up many connections. [...]

[...] The teacher was much embarrassed, appeared to be very upset, and finally said she thought the daughter had copied the paper from other sources. [...]

[...] From it you choose those patterns of thought which you will weave into the physical matter of your universe. [...]

[...] The probable field is strongly composed of thought images, not physically materialized, but extremely vivid and actual storehouses of energy. [...]

[...] So memory is still operating, I thought.

[...] As the day progressed since morning, he had successfully countered many negative thoughts, until finally he did feel weary and blue. [...]

Again, to some extent now (underlined), both of you wanted a framework that would allow you what you thought of as freedom to work. [...]

(Whispering, with amusement:) I thought I did.

[...] Disease states, so-called, are as necessary to physical life as normal health is, so we are not speaking of a nirvana on earth — but we are saying that it is possible for each reader of this book to quicken his or her private perceptions, and to extend and expand the quality of ordinary consciousness enough so that by contrast to current experience, life could almost be thought of as “heaven on earth.”

[...] It is indeed quite possible to do so, for you will be working with material with which you are intimately familiar: your own thoughts, emotions, and beliefs.

[...] You went to the bank today because you thought you should, going against your feelings. [...]

[...] You deny yourselves, say, guests when you feel like having them, because you have already done chores that did not particularly need to be done, because you thought you should, when you felt like working.

[...] These are vital and they are rather swiftly occurring as Ruburt’s habitual thoughts begin to change.

[...] But freedom should not be thought of as an absolute, but as a process of fulfillment that will take place naturally because he wants it to, and believes that it will. [...]

[...] You felt guilty at the thought of enjoying yourself so soon after your mother’s death. [...]

[...] Thoughts of buying a house throw both of you into a quandary because they directly come in conflict with your private ideas about your work and purposes, and your places in the world.

[...] From her description of it I thought she might have been exploring an ability related to the inner senses. [...]

[...] She hadn’t sensed anything happening within this area, but thought that she might have, given more knowledge and experience. [...]

[...] We found the information in the session quite intriguing because we thought it offered a fresh approach to a very controversial puzzle. [...]

[...] There are other things you do not understand that I cannot explain to you, simply because they would be too alien now for your regular mode of thought….

No, never thought of it.

(After thinking a bit, I told Jane I had the thought that Ruburt was once Joseph.

(I thought the two impressions could be examples of inner expansion and contraction. [...]

[...] When she resumes she merely carries on with the thought at hand as though there had been no interruption.)

[...] While speaking aloud, she had the parallel thought that Seth felt this material wouldn’t make him very popular in some quarters, among people who might desire to use this material for their own purposes.