“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Seth referred to Greg, a young man who arrived here yesterday afternoon in a taxi. [...]

(A note added later: I met Ruth Klebert in Gerould’s drugstore yesterday, October 31, 1986— she looked okay—has had cancer and a heart attack—knew Jane had died—asked about Seth. [...]

[...] Jane started reading yesterday’s long session, but couldn’t handle it too well. [...]

Yesterday, Sunday, had marked the end of Jane’s first week home from the hospital. [...]

[...] In my daily predictions for today, made yesterday, I had noted that Peggy would not make it. [...]

[...] In my daily predictions for today, made yesterday, I had noted down that Peggy would not appear this evening. [...]

(Jane had a rather unexpected opportunity, also, to verify Seth’s diagnosis of the nodule on her left wrist yesterday afternoon. [...]

[...] I am sure of this because I was in the cellar yesterday also, because of the furnace trouble. [...]

[...] She wondered why, and I said I thought it was because she’d written her feelings down yesterday and today. [...]

[...] Then yesterday, Sunday, she gave a very long session on her own for a visiting scientist. [...]

(Yesterday’s “Jane” session seemed to run itself, to take place outside of time as we usually think of that quality. [...]

(I’ll finish the references to yesterday’s session by quoting the comments Seth made at the end of some material we’ve deleted from the 712th session in Section 4. A few weeks ago, through a magazine we subscribe to, Jane joined a science club. [...]

(This session was due yesterday but was not held. John Bradley, our friend from Williamsport, PA, who had witnessed a group of sessions, visited us yesterday evening. [...]

(Jane began reading yesterday’s session at 4:06, and did so-so. [...]

[...] The apartment was quite cold tonight because of a strong wind that had blown all day, after a 14-inch snowfall yesterday; but Jane said that as Seth she was not cold, in fact comfortable for the first time today, etc.

(Yesterday I finished typing up the 841st session, so now I’m all caught up on the sessions that had piled up while Jane and I worked checking the page proofs for Volume 2 of “Unknown” Reality, Psyche, and similar matters. [...]

(Yesterday Jane began writing a rather long poem, in Sumari, that she calls The Song of the Silver Brothers. [...]

(Yesterday afternoon, November 28, while working in my studio in the back of our apartment, I had a vision of a painting. [...]

[...] Yesterday told myself that all my energies physical, mental, spiritual and psychic would be released since I was doing what I was supposed to do. [...]

(Jane said that yesterday and today she’s known “more profound changes” in her body than she has for many years. [...]

[...] Jane began reading yesterday’s session—not too well to start, but better as she went along. [...]

[...] You have only to close your eyes and see—as now, if all of you are quiet you can feel the cosmic breezes blow through your cheeks, and yesterday flies through your skull like clouds disappearing. [...]

[...] I’ve given Jane suggestions twice since then, the last one being at naptime yesterday. [...]

[...] Rich also brought with him contact proofs of photos he took of Jane and me yesterday afternoon.