“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(This was a short session. Jane had a head cold, and we had a session scheduled for the weekend for Claire Crittenden and Pat Norelli.)

We will have a brief session this evening, since you will have one over the weekend.

We will have a weekend session and our regular Monday session. I will close this one however, unless you do have anything specific that you wish to ask.

He learned something important, working with his attitudes this weekend in the bathroom, when he realized that he held back his weight when he put his feet on the floor. [...]

He obtained a good sense of physical accomplishment this weekend, in the face of quite negative attitudes that he managed to encounter and deal with well. [...]

Several times during the weekend I became alarmed about my eyes and Rob, too. [...]

JULY 17-19, 1981 “THE WEEKEND”

I think it was that late morning that Margaret, our neighbor, dropped in late morning to tell us she and Joe would be heading for their cottage, but somewhere I got it in my head that it would be one of those summer weekends when people prowled around—found excuses to go to malls or visit strange towns or just wander the streets or through public buildings—or visit here, if there were any fans in the nearby locality. [...]

Rob and I are on vacation, perhaps only for a weekend, in a collegelike atmosphere, a town, with water nearby. [...]

[...] Periods of fearful quiet such as those of last weekend must not be indulged in. [...]

He felt guilty incidentally to some extent last weekend at leaving the house and putting off guests, as well he should, for his reasons were wrong.

[...] In my frustration, I told Jane over the weekend that I intended to go back to painting, starting this morning, but it didn’t work out that way. [...] I didn’t mail a long letter Jane wrote him over the weekend; she covered its points in the call this morning. [...]

[...] We discussed various scenarios over the weekend, considering the ways in which we could choose to react to the whole business.

Though he does not see the connection he has learned some important things this last weekend. [...]

The dream comes to mind several times but don’t type it up till the weekend. [...]

[...] I had grown concerned lately that Jane was overdoing weekend psychic work, including sessions for visitors. [...]

[...] Your suggestion about weekends is a good one, and Ruburt is prepared to follow it. [...]

(My mother lives with my brother and his family in a small community in upstate New York, near Rochester, and Jane and I had spent the weekend visiting one and all. [...]

[...] More bitter weather is predicted for the weekend.

(Right after the first snowfall two weekends ago, our landlord appeared with his Jeep and snowplow attached, and cleaned out our long curving driveway and the garage area in back of the apartment house. [...]

(After the second foot of snow fell last weekend, the tenants of the house waited as usual for the landlord to appear with his plow. [...]

[...] However, you will get no appreciable amount of snow, I believe for ten days or so, though some perhaps this weekend, as Ruburt is fully aware since he heard that on the radio.

(Over the weekend—beginning Friday evening—we were visited by Hal Williams and Rusty Carnarius, from Lancaster, PA. [...]

(Very long pause at 8:31.) It was in its way a more controlled experience for Ruburt than even the weekend before. [...]

(“Is it okay to go to Saratoga this weekend?”)

Earlier this evening when you were speaking of the weekend he mentioned two days, and you said Sunday. [...]

[...] Now about our going to Saratoga this weekend?”)

One morning last weekend (Saturday) Ruburt found himself suddenly and vividly thinking about some married friends. [...] He imagined the couple at the house, and surprised himself by thinking that he might indeed call them later in the day and invite them down for the evening, even though he and Joseph had both decided against guests that weekend.

[...] Jane had never seen the object; I obtained it today, October 24, from Marjorie Buck, the proprietor, when I bought pencils and paper stumps with which to do the job my old friend, Bill Ward, mailed to me over the weekend. [...]

[...] Vivian and Bill, from Virginia, visited my parents last weekend, and Jane and I saw much of them.

[...] This is good data, we believe, and refers again to the artwork Bill Ward mailed me over the weekend. [...]

[...] Jane evidently had in mind my mother, and Vivian and Bill Crowder, relatives from Virginia whom we saw this weekend. [...]

[...] I think that because of the Easter weekend coming up, an extension of the tax-paying deadline until next Tuesday the 17th is permissible, but I don’t want to wait that long. [...]

[...] These are followed, as over the weekend, by periods in which he feels like physical activity, and begins to strengthen the muscles.

[...] Your greater communication is of benefit, and was of great benefit this weekend. [...]

[...] Yet at the same time we had learned some valuable things on our own, especially over the weekend. [...]

[...] I asked the question because I thought we had cracked this wall over the weekend, and was anxious for confirmation. [...]