“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Then Del left me for some reason, and alone I tried to continue — but wound up clinging motionless to a very steep slope lest I slide way down into a deep ravine that would be very difficult to get out of. [...]

[...] In a manner of speaking Ruburt’s physical condition represents the bruises, the wounds inflicted upon any individual in his or her long journey (long pause) toward a greater comprehension of life’s experience. [...]

[...] He is somewhat like a wounded buffalo, and to some extent at least the wound was not self-inflicted, although he himself has aggravated it.

[...] You did not die by gun wound. (Dave had said he thought he had, at last break.) You inflicted such a wound upon another, though this was in self-protection, and emotional impetus of the time was strongly written upon your inner memory.

She said things at that time that wounded Miss Healy, and her message is that she regrets the words deeply, particularly now. [...]

Now: someone might fall down and badly jar the head or neck area, in which case you have an observable bruise, or wound or whatever. [...]

[...] And all you had was a cut—a wound in your left thigh. [...]

[...] I helped her at times, and she wound up reading in pretty good style at 3:39. [...]

[...] It is as if the springs or inner mechanics of motion had been tightly held back, so that as they are being relieved there is considerable inequality, unpredictable springing motion—a loosening here and a tightening there momentarily, as if before he had been too tightly wound (deliberately). [...]

[...] He received a wound, not obviously critical, which developed blood poisoning.

A spot on the lungs also suggests bleeding or leaking, which returns you to the leaking vessel image once again, and also refers to the wound which leaked blood, that was inflicted upon the first mate.

[...] But with Seth returning several times to speak to Rich and Diane, it was close to midnight before the affair was wound up.

[...] And even in the most private-type sessions Seth always wound his material into more public areas, so that we have reams of unpublished (and very controversial) material dealing with the connections between one’s illness and other members of the family, community relationships, and with the very belief systems that underlie all of human activity. [...]

[...] But not quite of the session: Seth continued with a page of material for Jane and me about our work, so things actually wound up at 12:15 a.m.)

[...] She was amazed, Jane said, at the way those once-gaping wounds are filling themselves in.

[...] Difficulties in the left leg from an old wound. [...]

[...] He need not try to be the perfect self, then, the super-image—and in fact to some extent found himself the supplicative (self?), knocking upon creaturehood’s earthly door, as any creature might ask aid from another who found himself wounded through misadventure. [...]

[...] After delivering a page or so of material for Jane, Seth wound up the session at 12:12 A.M.)

[...] He had, in truth, been thrown off it, and I believe that he was either dead or mortally wounded from stab wounds. [...]

(Following his pattern of late, Seth wound up the session with a couple of pages of other material. [...]

[...] I took the Christmas bell, made in Switzerland and sent to us by a reader in upstate New York, in to 330; when wound up it plays Silent Night most evocatively. [...]