“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] She wore a black sweater with the sleeves pushed halfway up her forearms. [...]

[...] We were actually in a rickety old house on the valley’s slope, perhaps halfway up. [...]

[...] She began speaking while sitting down and with her eyes closed, but halfway to first break her eyes began to open occasionally. [...]

[...] 7/26, 9:15 PM: Halfway through achieving the desired state I experienced my familiar thrilling sensation rather strongly. [...]

(Halfway through this answer, Jane laid the board aside, rose and began to dictate. [...]

[...] So they always stayed at this inn that was about halfway there. [...]

[...] When Ruburt is completely healed his health will be exuberant—not a halfway thing. [...]

[...] As events worked out, Seth was halfway through Volume 1 of “Unknown” Reality before I realized that these supplementary notes would work well as the first appendix in the first volume. [...]

(A note: Jane was halfway through the final draft of her Introduction to Seth’s book when this session was held.

[...] She told me that the water would reach its highest level late that afternoon; incredibly, it would become almost ten feet deep in the yard and reach halfway up the first-floor windows of the house next to ours. [...]

[...] I came halfway in on an interesting little experiment that Ruburt tried on his own, and you can thank me that he came out of it so well. [...]

[...] There’s nothing halfway about Jane. [...]

[...] I dozed for a few moments upon lying down, then came awake to find myself with the unmistakable feeling of floating halfway to the ceiling of the bedroom.

[...] He would never have tried completely to write the book, but he could have struggled nearly halfway through—

[...] Half crouching in the middle of the room, he looked all around with his eyes round and his ears drawn halfway back; it is a pose we have often seen him take when on the alert.

[...] I came in halfway on an interesting little experiment that Ruburt tried on his own, and you can thank me that he came out of it so well. [...]

[...] Her eyes had opened often, and halfway through the delivery she had opened her glasses, as if to put them on. [...]

(Friday 6/19, 9:30 PM: Halfway through my induction into the desired trance state I became aware that my forearms and hands once again felt quite enlarged intrinsically, and also quite far apart, perhaps 6 feet or so, although as I lay on my back on the bed my hands were so close to my sides they touched my hips. [...]

[...] So they always stayed at an inn that was about halfway there. [...]

[...] Fortunately, it had broken off halfway up, and its tip barely missed our house. [...]