“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(“A connection with March, perhaps 4 or 24.” Jane and I have thought back, and conclude that it is very possible I took the slip to the office during March. The plant is perhaps a foot tall now. We are sure I didn’t take it any earlier than March, so feel Seth is quite possibly correct here, without being able to demonstrate it. Neither of us have any idea of what day, 4, 24, etc., I took the begonia slip to the office.

(The 60th envelope experiment used as object a quick black line drawing, on porous white paper, that I made of a giant begonia plant at the office. The plant sits on a taboret beside my drawing table. It has grown beautifully from a tiny slip that I took to the office approximately last March. Jane has not seen the plant, hardly ever visiting the office.

(Nor had she ever seen the drawing used as object, nor did she even know it existed. We have the plant here in the apartment from which the slip came however, and its history will be given in the envelope data. I placed the object between the usual double Bristol and sealed it all up in the usual double envelopes.

[...] On November 8, Gladys wrote out the memo slip used as object, bearing the name of Mrs. Methinitus, another teacher with whom Jane would work. [...] Sometime after Gladys Austin wrote out the memo slip on Nov. 8, the folded slip found its way into my jacket pocket.

(The memo pad slip used as the 80th envelope object is printed in a dark chocolate brown on a paper that is a rather bright orange brown of middle value. [...]

[...] The object was a memo slip from the Jewish Community Center in Elmira; from the desk of Gladys H. Austin, secretary to the Center’s director, Mr. Miller. [...]

of desire, slipping through

How could such things “slip my mind”?—front ligament (or muscle) of left leg this AM. [...]

(See the tracing of the two sales slips on page 179. The data contain references to both slips, although Seth or Jane did not identify them as such, or refer to the fact that there were two test objects, as I had hoped. [...]

(“An engagement, as of an appointment or meeting,” applies to the S.F. Iszard sales slip. [...] “A scramble” can apply to either or both slips, since when we went shopping on December 18 and 21 we found the stores very crowded. [...]

(For this evening’s envelope test I used two sales slips stemming from Christmas shopping Jane and I did. [...]

[...] I was talking to doctor about this; I’m not sure if the people were even being told what this was, the idea being to slip the stuff as innocuously as possible. [...]

7) another package involved.
* correct—The smaller watch package was slipped inside of a larger package.

[...] I couldn’t say too much, considering my own panicky reaction when I shoveled snow yesterday, but I did remark that we’d slipped back into the old ways of dealing with events.

[...] Slipping up once in a while won’t mean anything then. [...]

[...] Even as I did he slipped, landed on his backside, then tumbled over the edge as he scrambled for his balance. [...] I then looked over the edge of the roof, and to my great agitation I saw that Dick had not only fallen off the roof and hit the ground hard, but that now he had slipped over the edge of a steep cliff beside the porch, and was saving himself only by grasping a skinny little shrub that was in the process of loosening in the frozen ground. [...]

In the first dream you see your younger brother slipping on an icy roof and falling. [...]

[...] As I strode along, my right heel slipped off the edge of a step, and I landed flatfooted on the next step with a jar. [...] And as my foot slipped and I was shaken up, I was myself; that is I was no longer watching myself. [...]

[...] I thought that if she appeared to be slipping into a deeper trance state it might be wise to interrupt the session. [...]

[...] See the copy of the folded slip I clipped to the object, on page 319. This slip bore the date, August14,1966. [...]

(See the tracing of the penciled slip I had attached to the envelope object when I first obtained it, reminding me of the date. [...] Jane had never seen this slip, but it had been attached to the object for some time and perhaps was clairvoyantly divined. [...]

(Jane’s delivery had been sporadic in an odd way, her Seth voice subdued, making me feel that she could lose the session at any moment by slipping off into sleep. [...]

I may have slipped up, but I do not think so: I do not believe I gave the information about you and George in book dictation (for “Unknown” Reality), in order to keep the material simple enough for the reader. [...]

[...] It does represent a new point from which he will not slip back for any amount of time, you see. [...]

[...] It’s easy to let a good point slip away as the sessions pile up day after day — but those bits of information can always be retrieved through review. [...]

i didn’t want to sleep
for fear the world would disappear
but new days kept coming and coming.
the old ones slipped away one
by one, but were always replenished.

[...] Unfortunately such concepts are also reflected in fields of psychology, particularly in Freudianism — where, say, slips of the tongue may betray the self’s hidden, nefarious true desires.

[...] He felt forced into a corner, with life slipping away.

[...] He was afraid that both of you would become too timid as time went on to make the move that he felt you must make, and that the necessary opportunity would slip through you fingers.

[...] As it turned out, Seth did answer the question—to some extent—tonight, when it had slipped my mind for the moment.)

[...] I thought she could slip into a deep trance from this state, and she later agreed. [...]