“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] In the beginning you were stricken by poverty, but taken in by a wealthy man in a town within this province. [...]

[...] There was a small town near Hamburg and here you were a teacher of music, and a pianist in a school that seemed to be connected with a gymnasium or the school was called a gymnasium. [...]

[...] Pretend with me that you are presently sitting in a room in a town called Elmira, in a state called New York, that you are seated in a circle and that you are listening to me speak, and pretend with me that at the same time you are in a circle about me in another space and another time. [...]

[...] This may be a Fox Street, to the outside area of town...

[...] The towns adjoin each other: Waverly is in New York, Sayre and Athens in Pennsylvania.)

[...] I’d even found myself exploring the town dump of Elmira — only the landscape looked volcanic, beautiful in its own way, heaped with gray fine ash like the surface of the moon, almost.)

Then the images dispersed, and for a very brief moment, there seemed to be a gray fog, and through it I seemed to see the town in a still more distant past. “The town had been there for at least 350 years. [...]

[...] Then I seemed to be above the town again, looking down, but dimly. [...]

“I wonder if my town was real. [...]

[...] Yesterday—Sunday evening, Dr. Kardon called to ask how Jane was, and to tell us she’d be out of town for a week. [...] She said she’d arrange for that here at the house when she returned to town next week. [...]

“Our road map does not list a town called Decatur in either North or South Dakota, nor any town with that high a population in that area. [...]

[...] She knew the clerks in the town, and that was all. [...]

I am thinking here in particular of some cases of amnesia, where the victim suddenly ends up in a different town, with a different name, sometimes even with a different occupation, and with no memory of his past.

For Dr. Instream in general, visitors from out of town today. [...]

[...] The verbal facility came easily in song, and so you wandered, singing, from town to town, using for your songs the news that was happening . [...]

[...] In an aside, she disclosed that the caller was her husband, who was out of town. [...]

[...] He was out of town and had just learned that he was to be transferred to another area. [...]

[...] They lived in a distant town. [...]

[...] Since she dialed me directly, there was no indication that this was a long-distance call, and I thought she was calling from town, particularly since she mentioned having relatives in Elmira. [...]

[...] Then to top it off, at about eight Phil dropped in, explaining that he was in town for the night and would like to attend a session!

[...] This in a town badly bombed in the Second World War.”

He went on to say that the name of the original Italian town was something like Ventura, was located in southeastern Italy, and that a tragic train wreck occurred in the area just after the 1930’s.

[...] As a rule most of you wake up in the same bed in the same house or town, but certainly you wake up as the same person in the same century. [...]

[...] Jane paused often while giving this material.) We will try here… Joseph… The name of the town was either S A C O (spelled), or this formed the main body of the name, you see.

[...] (Pause.) The town situated between one mountain range and a smaller plateau, rather midway between the north and south portions of the country. [...]

[...] Recently he told us that his territory might be changed, effectively cutting out Elmira and including instead an area of small towns in Pennsylvania. [...]

Also he will meet a woman in this town, a woman he has met here before, and he should not encourage any relationship. [...]

(The woman John might meet in this town would be June Fleming, whom John met some time ago at a bar called The Elms. [...]

A young man from a nearby town came here recently — a highly gifted, intelligent young person. [...]

[...] He doesn’t want to leave town, which is the place of his birth, to find a better job; nor does it occur to him to try and understand better the experiences of his fellow workers. [...]

[...] Sayre, PA is 18 miles from Elmira, NY and is my home town. [...]

[...] You had nothing to do with the death, however, you felt guilty about the circumstances for she did not do well in her profession and died, indeed, of starvation in another town never having told her family where she was. [...]

[...] They are on their way, or rather, have just arrived at the home of the woman who lives in this town. [...]

[...] (A long pause at 10:07.) A neighboring town or village. [...]

[...] She’s from out of town, and I hardly know her [she’s also so quiet]; but even so, I could see how it was possible that she could be embarked upon her own series of lifetime challenges while expressing certain qualities of the entity, or whole self from, which we both emerged. [...]

[...] Since he was to be in town the next day, Phil went back to the bar and started asking questions. [...] She lived in the third house before the end of a dead-end street, in the northeastern section of town, but west of the bar. [...]

[...] “She lives in … the third or fourth house in the middle of a dead-end street, in the northeastern section of town, but west of the establishment in which you met her. [...]