“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] We hadn’t taken it very seriously, since we’d finished proofreading Seth’s first book, Seth Speaks: The Eternal Validity of the Soul,¹ only last month; certainly we weren’t prepared for the fact that he was quite capable of launching another such project so quickly. [...]

[...] She added that she didn’t think she’d held anything back; but at the same time, she had sensed information we weren’t ready for yet — or that, to put it another way, lay in our future.)

[...] She also knew of my questions about counterparts that I’d come up with as a result of my work on The “Unknown” Reality: were Jane and I counterparts; and, to resolve a contradiction—in two different sessions in that book, were George Rhoads and I counterparts, or weren’t we? [...]

[...] At this time, however, I’d have trouble believing the Rockefellers weren’t making out like bandits.

[...] I feared I’d lost all inspiration—that 20 years of answers weren’t enough. [...]

[...] “You weren’t encouraged to read the Bible even in Catholic grade school,” she added. [...]

It was not safe to play around with Ruburt in such a manner ever, because when you weren’t looking he would be just as liable to hit you over the head with a rock for something you had said ten years ago, and completely forgotten. [...]

[...] January 6, Wednesday, 11:30 AM: Achieved a light trance first, then felt as though my hands were crossed, but knew they weren’t. Extreme sensation of lightness and rising, as if from some pressure beneath me. [...]

[...] The others weren’t as definite, but at least indicated they hadn’t felt alone. [...]

[...] They weren’t pitched very high, either.”)

[...] They weren’t four-footed. [...]

(Earlier today I told Jane that I was afraid the questions weren’t very representative of Seth’s book, and that to assemble a truly relevant list of them would require an intimate study of each chapter. [...]

[...] I doubt that the Seth material would exist in its present recorded form if we weren’t that way.

(Jane said she saw a photographic “size and shape” while she was speaking, but the visual data weren’t clear here. [...]

[...] And those impressions weren’t general; they could only refer to that specific hand print.”

[...] When finally the suspense was too much for me, I would write: were we getting any hits or weren’t we? [...]

(Jane was quite ready for her regular session at 9:00, although because of the call we weren’t sure what it would cover. [...]

[...] During that period we held the 737th session [on February 17], but since we weren’t consciously concerned with that particular place then, we neither talked about it nor asked Seth to comment; instead, on his own during the session, Seth discussed the house on Foster Avenue as representing a probability, and a pretty likely one, that we could choose to explore. [...]

[...] And we weren’t given any magical immunity from the unfortunate results of such cramped vision. [...]

[...] So our feelings about the night’s affair weren’t of the best at that point.

(When Jane first read my question after she’d held the 697th session, she told me that she “didn’t get it” — that perhaps I was drawing inferences from Seth’s material that weren’t intended. [...]

[...] Seth might very well be right, we thought—and we might be happier if we bought the house—but we just weren’t willing to take the chance.