“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Both of these involved my younger brother Bill, who lives in Rochester, NY with his wife and 3 children.

[...] Round with an apple shape, belonging to his wife.

[...] The doctor and his wife accepted the invitation, contingent upon whether his office was still busy at session time, and whether they could get a baby sitter.

[...] For while you were adventurous, you also to some extent feared the spontaneous nature that was so a part of your wife, in those terms. [...]

[...] This is a peculiar kind of vision shared by those involved — whether it be wife and husband, or parent and child. [...]

[...] I was busier than ever, however: running the house, preparing for Christmas, helping my wife in various ways, working on the earlier notes for Dreams and trying to accumulate some painting time. [...]

[...] We never do, yet I said things that later I wished I hadn’t. Such regrets are inevitable, I suppose, but if I can tell my wife about the storms of consciousness that I think are so active in the Middle East, for example, then certainly I feel like discussing my feelings about our own challenges. [...]

[...] In my opinion, he also answered my wife regarding the note she’d written earlier in the day (see Note 6, above). [...]

As he’d hinted in his greeting this evening, Seth did have some material for us—regardless of my wife’s announced disinterest—and that information contained some surprises. [...]

[...] But if that idea of yourself remains limited then it may preclude, say, even being a wife to your husband, deny you many complementary interests, and prevent expansion of your personality in other areas.

(Now Ruburt’s personal association with this last impression is of your brother Loren and his wife. [...]

[...] When you can, encourage your fine wife to follow your example in determining not to worry. [...]

(After lunch today Jane and I were visited by our old friend David Yoder, who’s been in Florida recuperating from the heart bypass surgery he underwent early this year.¹ David brought news that was at first startling, then quickly developed into several conflicting emotions and ideas for us: He’d just learned from a relative of hers that a few weeks ago Mrs. Steffans [not her real name], the wife of the couple we’d purchased the hill house from in March 1975, had committed suicide at her home in a Western state while her husband was away on a business trip.

[...] Two days later, Jimmy visited us and asked us if he could take the board back; he and his wife wanted to experiment with it. [...]

(A husband and wife who were scheduled to witness the session tonight, notified Jane they would be unable to attend because of business pressures. [...]

[...] This is something quite beside your normal urge to see your wife in good health.

[...] I would have liked my wife’s comments on my brother Linden being in the dream. [...]

[...] To help your wife you can do so. [...]

([Nadine.) “Would it be possible, like, to have a husband and wife that were, when they were gotten together, you would have a great person with opposite personalities, could they possibly be two probable selves?”)

[...] If you are married, for example, and have no true rapport with your mate, you may instead find a past wife or husband waiting for you.

[...] As I grew up I came to feel that my father was both strongly surprised and disappointed by the wife and children he’d chosen to be involved with.

Another single photograph of a child; also a photograph of a woman who is now the wife of the man to whom these photographs and the object belong.