“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Perhaps I carried out some of my experiments with painting the outdoor sculpture in Denmark, where winter weather must be considered, after visiting Italy. [...]

[...] After the deal had fallen through, Jane accidentally heard that the heating bills in winter were exorbitant—about twice what we had been led to expect. [...]

(Jane’s poem can also serve as a symbol to show that she hasn’t held a session for Mass Events for 42 weeks, or since giving the 830th session last March; indeed, the summer, fall, and winter of 1978 have passed, and we’re into the next year [and a very cold and stormy one it is, so far]. [...]

“So real are the wall constructions of your room that you would freeze in winter without them, yet there is no room and there are no walls. [...]

[...] The bow was in poor condition, and I assumed I had carried it home in a coat pocket sometime last winter.

[...] The view would obviously be even better in the winter.)

Again let me mention that you in particular, Joseph, had a much more pleasant winter than you would have enjoyed without the knowledge of your own present personality gained from our sessions. [...]

[...] We also talked of moving the beginning time ahead an hour to 8 PM, at least during the winter months when it gets dark early.

[...] Now I can tell you that you safely navigated through what could have been a most difficult winter season. [...]

[...] She said that toward the end of the session she got the idea that our furniture-moving bout had helped get me through my danger period, which is the last part of winter, and that it had also taken care of her own first springtime burst of energy.)

[...] Yet in those categories there is more sanity, for their ads often stress wholesome activities, portraying the happy skier, the tramper through the woods in winter. [...]

[...] It is a beautiful place and Jane and I spent a winter there several years ago. [...]

First of all if you’ll forgive me, I would like to go into the situations culminating in your illness of this time last winter. [...]

[...] So I experiment between May and November, coming in for the winter when the wild skies of fall are over and the bone-chilling cold settles in.

[...] The coat is a close approximation of the color of the winter topcoat for the everyday U.S. Marine uniform. [...]

[...] It was winter; the ground was covered with packed snow; so were the roads, although there were no heaping snow banks.

[...] Our weather last winter was quite peculiar—we had no snow at all until the massive three-day storm of February 1, one of the worst in local history. [...]

[...] I lay down to try a projection one Friday afternoon last January — my last projection experiment for the winter. [...]

[...] I have drawn it several times, the most elaborate drawing being one I intended to incorporate in a tempera painting last winter. [...]

[...] I’m still surprised that I’ve done so, for whatever reasons; but we’re ready to dig in for a winter’s work.