“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] She told me of a dream she’d had last night, vivid, involving her walking, putting on new clothes while in the middle of a street, of leaving the hospital and going across a street into a Five and Ten, of putting pretty decorations in her hair. [...]

“If you will remember our imaginary man as he stands upon a street, you will recall that I spoke of his feeling all of the unitary essences of each living thing within his range, using the first Inner Sense. [...]

As he drove into town … he saw on the street a girl who looked familiar. [...] “Yet earlier tonight driving down a street I suddenly recognized a girl who looked familiar. [...]

Certainly, when finally the two moved to the same street, neither thought of looking there, consciously. [...]

[...] They might even have been living on the same street for a year before the meeting. [...]

In Framework 2 Ruburt’s normal walking is coming about in the same fashion, only you have far more clues to which still to some extent you close your eyes, as our hypothetical friends did when they lived on the same street without knowing it.

[...] He tried today to imagine himself on the old Walnut Street Bridge, walking across it as he used to, carrying a sketchpad. [...]

[...] I learned that I’d also confused something Jane had told me about her visualizing efforts yesterday: she’d meant she saw herself washing down 1730 Pinnacle, not 458 West Water Street. [...]

In the area of 6th Avenue and 61st Street, Carter (spelled). [...]

[...] (In the last session.) This may refer to 72nd Street, and Fifth Avenue.

[...] This place is not the 6th Avenue, 61st Street mentioned earlier. [...]

[...] Jane and I had moved back to 458 W. Water Street, only now the house was much bigger than it really is, had many more apartments in it — they were all in good shape, with numerous stairways connecting them on a split-level layout. [...]

[...] I didn’t note it in my dream account earlier here, but I’d described to Jane how I’d asked whoever owned 458 W. Water Street these days how much our rent would be. [...]

[...] I know this is silly, but felt scared that if lower part of body was dissolved; and all that was left was chest and shoulder and head region, then I would just fall down; a chest, shoulders, and head on street. [...] By this time, worried to some degree but still enjoying the delightful...suspension...looked from Walnut Street through yards, to my own windows that showed through trees. [...] Afraid I might...leave body or something...unprotected in street. [...]

(Headed across playground to strange street, not on my ordinary route. [...] Fabulous sense of well-being; of floating along the street. [...]

[...] Stood on corner to cross street. [...]

[...] The street number wasn’t visible, and I was in the middle of the block, away from street signs. [...]

[...] If I knew what the street was, I could at least say, ‘I thought I saw you on such-and-such a street.’ “

[...] Once she ran out of the place in her nightgown, out into the busy street in the middle of evening traffic. [...]

(More, the new MCI building is but a couple of blocks from the old AAA location; the new address is on the corner of College Avenue and Church Street. And the Grace Episcopal Church is two blocks up Church Street.

[...] It took place at the same time I purchased membership in AAA, and the locale of this unappreciated event was a gasoline station directly across the street from the MCI building. [...]

[...] I went across the street to the MCI building, joined AAA, then walked home. [...]

[...] This was done with thin ink and we could read the old address, 382 W. Church Street. [...]

[...] We walk along a busy street. [...]

[...] You may see streets or boulevards instead of muscles and bones, but go along with the image or images that appear. You might see streets lined with dirt or garbage, for example. [...]

The object is the left shoe or slipper, purchased in a shop on a side street, directly off from a main street. The street beginning with a C or G, and with the numbers 1 2 appearing somewhere in the address of the shop. [...]

(Note: Just as Jane had had this dream, I’d read an article in the Star-Gazette to the effect that a few blocks near downtown Elmira, including the apartment house we’d lived in at 458 W. Water Street, had been designated a Historical Preservation Area by New York State. [...] I think the area is bounded by Walnut, West Water, and Church Streets, back toward downtown.)

[...] With the other, and his feet, he was to maneuver his way back down the wall, with only a white rope as an aid, until he reached the street. [...] I do not know what he was to do on the street, or ground level, with the notebooks. [...]

[...] I was on the sidewalk of the main street of a small town. I looked up the rather empty and depressing street a few doors to an evidently empty storefront with big gray-colored plate glass windows. [...] At this the personage began to scramble backward up the street toward the store, falling backward as though losing its balance at the same time.)

[...] The scene was at a neighbor’s down the street we lived on—not Pinnacle Road—where there was a party going on. [...]

Your other dreams regarding the Gallaghers (see the session for 12/22), and the dreary-looking place on Water Street, merely depict the end result of negative beliefs—and the Gallaghers represent negative beliefs that nevertheless were friends of yours, that is, you were friendly to those negative beliefs. [...]

[...] The street in Boston had to do with the word bleak.

[...] It is Ruburt who must walk down the street.

Ruburt can walk down the street, easily and naturally. [...]

[...] You held his arm once as he crossed a busy street, in, I believe, Cobbleskill, and he never forgot it. [...]

His idea was to chart his course, hope he could reach the other side of the street, and that the cars could see him.