“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

You are aware of pressure through touch, for instance, but in another version of that sense entirely, the cells react to air pressure. [...]

[...] Weathermen speak of local conditions and merging air currents — but my journeys are in a realm where consciousnesses merge. [...]

[...] A slightly cold draft of air leaks in through the window. [...]

[...] That is, not only would you be able to feel the air though you were not out in it, not only would you pick up the odors, though ordinarily you cannot do this while you look out through closed windows, but you would literally feel the unitary essences of the trees and branches and hidden birds and insects. [...]

[...] Such information was then aired and shared, studied and examined along with all physical considerations that applied before important decisions were made (all intently).

Today was a day in which feelings became conscious and pervaded the emotional air, as if the mustiness from a suddenly opened closet door spread out into the living room. [...]

Physically, there must be fresh air and sunlight, as much as possible. [...]

This can be compared almost to a wadding-up of air.

[...] You were there within the child like air. [...]

[...] The belief triggers body chemicals in a certain fashion, though the process itself involves an interaction between the air and the chemicals of the body, which form together a protective shield that repels the action of the fire.

[...] The next minute I was pushed down to the foot of the bed, off into the air, and then down to the dark corner of the bedroom floor. [...]

[...] Waving the feather through the air, I flew back and forth again several times so that, watching the feather, the men could follow my progress above them.

I traveled through the air so quickly that everything was a blur. [...]

[...] Nothing exists — neither rock, mineral, plant, animal, or air — that is not filled with consciousness of its own kind. [...]

Our other friend is playing with his crutches...tossing them in the air a bit...practicing a two-step without them. [...]

[...] As a seed can fly through the air enclosed in a sheath, you see, so can individual consciousness travel through systems. [...]

Our other friend (Brad) is playing with his crutches—tossing them in the air a bit—practicing a two-step without them. [...]

[...] While sitting in the usual rocking chair she uses during sessions, Jane said that at times she felt as though she were outside the house, enjoying the spring air, grass, flowers, etc. [...]

[...] Man can interpret the weather in terms of air pressure and wind currents. [...]

Imagine the summer winds that blow over the land that now fills the interior of the house with scented air. [...]

[...] Now, from a waking state, you do not understand how your dream bodies can seem to fly through the air, defy space and even time, converse with strangers and so forth. [...]

[...] The body’s systems know what diseases are in the air, so to speak, and will often set up countermeasures ahead of time, giving you what you experience as an indisposition of one kind or another—but an indisposition that is actually a statement of prevention against another condition.

[...] She made a series of large circular motions in the air.)