“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Ruburt as a woman took all precautions so that he would not be considered frivolous. [...]

Now I bid you good evening, and when you realize that you have been many people and that you are many people, then you will realize that you need not think so in terms of age, for you are as much now the young woman that you were back in Naples in the 14th century as the man that you now think you are, and you are not bounded by what you think of as your present age. [...]

[...] The most educated Western doctors will look with utter dismay and horror at the thought of a chicken being sacrificed in a primitive witch doctor’s hut, and yet will consider it quite scientific and inevitable that a woman sacrifice two breasts to cancer. [...]

[...] He began to feel somewhat humiliated that as a woman he needed his husband to take care of such matters, and he felt threatened not only by such circumstances, but of course by the changes going on at Prentice itself and by Tam’s own growing restlessness. [...]

A shadow passes the door, of a woman I believe, in some outfit of floor length, a floor-length skirt or robe. (Pause, at 10:17.)

[...] The woman may work in their home in the country. [...]

It is also true that during certain periods of the month his hormones are more active, since he inhabits, and is, a woman this time. [...]

The young woman, Frances (Gardella), who wrote Ruburt, with no evidence was certain she would be followed—tomorrow if not today. [...]

The personality for best purposes would have to be a woman, for the intuitive nature is more easily developed. [...]

[...] Reversing the picture, the same can happen to a woman.

(9:35.) At this level, messages literally flash through the centuries from one great man or woman to another. [...]

[...] A woman’s slumber is after all a private and sacred thing. [...]

[...] There was a life in Arabia, a poor and humble one, and one much more recently in the Midwest of this country; as a woman.

Your other dream involves Miss Bowman’s desire for death—her knowledge that although her mother died at an old age she is young and active at another level of reality—and it was Miss Bowman’s image of her mother as a younger woman that you saw. [...]

Like the woman who was suddenly appalled at her recovery (from Hodgkin’s disease), you might find yourself suddenly faced with your own reluctance.

[...] Beside the woman referred to in the phone call. [...]

[...] It is true that, practically speaking, a man’s mind, or a woman’s, could not hold all of the information available now in your world—but much of that information does not deal with basic knowledge about the universe or man’s place within it. [...]

[...] He felt that many of his own characteristics were considered disadvantageous in a man-woman relationship. [...]

[...] It was dark of course, but I saw very clearly the figure of a blonde young woman in riding clothes, facing to my left. [...]

I thought of myself as a woman at the mall in Big Flats, near Elmira. [...]