“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] She began speaking while sitting down and with her eyes closed, in a quiet voice and with short pauses.)

[...] Later Jane told me she had very little memory of what Seth had said, even in the very strong voice; this is unusual for her.)

[...] Jane began speaking while sitting down and with her eyes closed, and in a quiet voice. [...]

[...] Her eyes had opened often; her voice had been good, her manner emphatic, with few pauses.

[...] The fears about being an official psychic were to see that he did not fall into the temptation of allowing all the dogmas to be tacked upon the phenomena, so that he would not operate within old frameworks, and therefore tacitly give voice consent to them.

[...] I didn’t know where the hell I was going...Take the Sumari, and when I hear the voices: what in hell am I supposed to do with those things?”

[...] Her Seth voice was somewhat louder than usual.)

[...] Jane’s pace had been average, her eyes open often, manner active, voice average, etc.)

[...] And even when I speak silently, I speak with a loud and unmistakable voice. [...]

[...] He was afraid I would raise my voice and he did not know whether or not the microphones would shatter and so I spoke quietly and decorously but it is difficult to show the vitality of consciousness when I have so few methods available without using the vocal cords in joyful abandon. [...]

[...] My voice rises from stratas of the psyche in which you also have your experience. [...]

[...] She was not smoking; her voice was average, her pace again slow, with many pauses.)

[...] The pause was rather long, and her voice was quieter when she resumed at 9:14.)

[...] Once again Jane spoke slowly, with her eyes closed and her voice rather quiet. [...]

[...] Our windows were open, and Jane began speaking in a voice heavier than usual, as in the last session. [...]

[...] Surprisingly enough, her voice hadn’t increased in volume to rise above the noise of the storm. [...]

[...] Her voice was somewhat husky, and remained so. [...]

[...] Her voice was normal. [...]

[...] Her Seth voice wasn’t loud, but it had a lot of quiet energy and a deeper tone that I could feel quite noticeably. [...]

[...] The voice seemed at times to be merely an automatic, unaware reaction to whatever obscure mental processes were going on within her mind or brain—vocal signals broadcast out into the world, perhaps without meaning to others but probably of significance to their originator on certain levels. [...]

(Her Seth voice was good, her eyes usually closed or nearly so.)

[...] Her Seth voice was slower than usual, and rather quiet.)

[...] Therefore, listen to your own inner voice and follow your way, but do not trust those who tell you that good vibrations are here with A and B and C and bad vibrations are with E, F, G and H, for the energy that forms All That Is is within each. [...]

[...] I am keeping his voice low.

[...] He had his picture taken with celebrities, and because he was “a religious man,” the establishment took it for granted that his aims and policies were good, and that he spoke for those who had no voice otherwise. [...]

[...] She’d cried out unintelligible words steadily all afternoon, until finally her voice had begun to falter and crack by supper time. [...]

[...] Her voice was pitched somewhat lower but not louder; she did not wear her glasses and she did not smoke while delivering material.)