“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] She’s also sticking to her resolve to drink more water, though not to any great amount. [...]

[...] As I left the house, I was greeted in the driveway by Frank Longwell, who was checking up on whether I was watering the back yard and the new tree the way he told me to.

[...] The location was near water, or the street had water in it, or there was a connection with swans—all of this applying to that episode.

[...] In times of drought he would dream of the location of water. [...]

[...] Where is there food or water? [...]

[...] I went back in to put the water on the stove for heating. [...]

The water wasn’t hot yet. [...]

[...] To cease being afraid of the fear of water, it is not water that you fear, but the fear, so face the fear and conquer it. [...]

[...] The idea of rock and water and many colors, and a connection with a note. [...]

[...] Jane then noted that we live on Water St. This may be the connection with this impression, along with Jane’s memory of our old camping place. [...]

Since we are on the subject I suggest that Ruburt wash his mouth four times a day, for at least a week, with salt water. [...]

[...] There was, later, a dress shop nearby, and from the third story window front you could see the water.

[...] There was water on the right, an incline up the left, and we were just beginning to go up the incline. [...]

In, I repeat, conventional ideas of evolution,¹ this would be a period in which your kind of consciousness experimented with a water environment, with fins instead of lungs. [...]

[...] Seth commented on dolphins some 10 months ago in his final delivery for the 688th session in Volume 1 of “Unknown” Reality; he cited them as being not only similar to certain species that had lived on our own planet in the far past, but as representing bleed-throughs from probable realities in which water-dwelling mammals predominate.

[...] 2 at TMI, 31 months ago, the reactor’s great containment building and an auxiliary structure have been flooded with highly radioactive water. [It grew to be over eight and a half feet deep in the reactor building.] Utility engineers now have in operation a filtering system to decontaminate before storage the nearly one million gallons of water in the two buildings. The job is to take around nine months; the processed water will finally be disposed of in 1983; the filters holding the radioactive material will be trucked to facilities in Idaho and Washington State for testing and storage. [...]

[...] For example: The staff of the Nuclear Regulatory Commission has asked the operators of more than 40 nuclear plants to check for cracks in the walls of the vessels encasing their pressurized-water reactors (which are the kind installed at TMI). [...]

When I look up at those three high, old-fashioned bay windows that illuminate the living room of Apartment 4, on the second floor of that house, I visualize Jane sitting behind them at her oak table, thinking and writing, intrigued and comforted by the busy patterns of people and automobiles traversing the intersection she looks down upon: Walnut and West Water Streets. [...]

[...] But as a fish swims through water, the fish is not water, and I am not Ruburt’s subconscious.

[...] Miss Callahan’s apartment faces West Water St., on the south; our place faces the west.

[...] But as a fish swims through water, but the fish is not the water, I am not Ruburt’s subconscious.

[...] Over the railing, a small body of water was visible, and beyond this there was a much larger body of water, an ocean, I thought. [...]

[...] As a stick thrown into the water seems distorted to those who watch, so this image thrown into your plane seemed distorted to you. [...]

[...] The sea was not far off, or at least water of a fairly large body. [...]

Water itself, natural water, such as the pool, has healing qualities also that he was able to use. [...]

(Early in the morning, Jane said, she had successfully managed to imagine herself back at 458 West Water Street, cleaning the place, washing the windows inside and out, very agilely climbing about—doing all of those things she’d loved to do, even to hosing down the house from the outside. [...]

[...] I learned that I’d also confused something Jane had told me about her visualizing efforts yesterday: she’d meant she saw herself washing down 1730 Pinnacle, not 458 West Water Street. [...]

[...] An outdoor affair is what I am thinking of, and I believe that it was near water (pause), and that there was a connection with boats.

[...] The water was a river, I believe. [...]

[...] (Pause.) A place which you have both visited, and water nearby.

(“A place which you have both visited” is of course York Beach where the photo was taken, and “water nearby” is the ocean perhaps 75 yards away.

(Jane talked about 458 W. Water St., in Elmira, and some of the great times we’d had there. [...]