“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Give us a moment.... The people who have lived in the Foster Street house, and the hill house, have to some extent already conditioned the rest of the neighbors in a certain way. There are alliances and understandings in neighborhoods—signs for others to read. The little house on Cobbles East also has its own aura of privacy that no garage on the other side can disturb.

The Foster house had shrubs. The front entrance was not even used. The hill house is set up high. Anyone who walks up the steps from the street knows they are making a trip. Financially you have absolutely nothing to worry about. You can afford the cash.

In the Foster house you would find yourselves having to open the place up, and you would find triumphant joy when the windows worked. Ruburt would eventually alter the kitchen so that more light came in. That would be symbolic and practical.

Now: The hill environment is as important to your painting as the ready-made workroom in the Foster Avenue house. [...] A definite change in living patterns and of psychic attitude will result, that would not happen in the house on Foster Avenue.

(Seth had used more than half of Monday’s session to discuss our house hunting in connection with Sayre and Foster Avenue. [...]

[...] The front entrance of the Foster Avenue house was not even used. [...]

(So far, Jane and I haven’t been able to find a home that we intuitively feel is the right one, although the place on Foster Avenue has intrigued us considerably since we first saw it on February 3. [Since then we’ve looked at many other houses.] Last Thursday afternoon [February 13], Jane was busy with her creative writing class so I went house hunting alone. [...]

(The next day, Friday, Jane had an auditory “psychic” experience of sorts about the Foster Avenue situation; Saturday morning we made a formal offer to buy the house in question. [...]

The second house (on Foster Avenue in Elmira) was owned for years by the people who gave it its character. [...]

[...] For a couple of pages of notes he discussed the house we’d looked at on Foster Avenue two days ago. [...] Seth’s information on the Foster Avenue place, and our present and potential relationships with it, was very illuminating. [...]

[...] Our friend in real estate, Debbie, had directed us to it from a photograph in the same catalog she’d used to point out the Foster Avenue place, which we had inspected Monday. [...]

[...] It bore no similarity to those in Sayre, or on Foster Avenue in Elmira. [...]

[...] Such ideas certainly do not foster feelings of security, health, or well-being, and they distort the nature of your physical environment.

(Long pause at 4:12.) Politically as well as medically, such distortions have led to unfortunate conditions: the Aryan-supremacy biological ideas fostered in the second world war, the concentration upon “the perfect body,” and other distortions. [...]

Such ideas literally held people in chains, fostering slavery and other inhumane practices. [...]

[...] Such attitudes are unfortunately sometimes fostered by parents, schools, and religions. [...]

(These notes give me a chance to hint at another in the series of “house connections” that Jane and I have become so much aware of this month — for there is a close professional relationship between the owner of the Foster Avenue house and the real estate agency through which we’re buying the house on the hill. [...]

(And now verbatim:) The fireplace in the hill house is advantageous, as the one in the house on Foster Avenue would have been, simply in that the open hearth represents an inner source of strength and stability. [...]

(December 21, Monday, 11:30 AM: Heard mentally, separately, the names: Foster, Lancaster. [...] I don’t know any Foster or Lancaster.)

I do activate those coordinates that quicken the healing processes, and foster feelings of well-being and exuberance.

Foster child of infinity.

(Long pause.) Since ancient times religion has tried to help man understand the nature of his own subjective reality — but religion has its own dark side, and for this reason religion unfortunately has fostered fear of the spontaneous.

(Jane and I were also interested in the fact that we’d seldom been on Foster Avenue, even though it lay within comfortable walking distance of the apartment house we lived in on Water Street; nor could either of us recall having noticed the “Foster Avenue place” before. [...]

[...] The first one we looked at — a bungalow on a Foster Avenue — intrigued us considerably. [...]

[...] Man could not have existed under the conditions fostered in the moving picture — nor for that matter could any of the animals. [...]

Parents frequently foster such behavior. [...]

This alternate way of thinking is biologically pertinent, for it should be obvious now that certain beliefs and ideas serve to foster health and vitality, while others impede it.

[...] Value fulfillment even with the animals insists upon a qualitative enjoyment of life’s existence—one that automatically fosters a loving cooperation with the rest of nature as the individual follows impulses toward various kinds of pleasures. [...]

[...] There was no distinction made: to be sinful was of course to be a sinner, and in that home there was no time to foster any kind of independence—the children had to follow strict schedules, toe the mark. [...]

In all cases of illness, games or play should be fostered whenever possible, and in whatever form. [...]