“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

1) To bedroom, john, do dishes, make coffee.

2) Make cake, walk bedroom, john, etc.

Over the past year or so I’d become more and more concerned about what I could do if a nighttime emergency—like a fire—trapped Jane and me in our bedroom. Because of the conventional ranch-style floor plan of the hill house, our bedroom is isolated from the front and back doors; we reach it at the end of a hall opening off the living room. [...]

The windows in our bedroom are rather small. [...]

[...] With more than a little wry humor over what I considered to be a failure of belief on my part, I took action: Late in July I had a contractor, who is a friend of ours and well acquainted with Jane’s situation, install a heavy outside door in a bedroom wall, and construct the necessary step to the ground. [...]

AM: we get up at 6 so the men can get up to the attic to work through the bedroom closet; R. Reads chapter 2 of James; my body continues its stuff.

Tuesday, August 2, I did enough physical work to more than make up for walking the house three times; vacuumed living room, bedroom, john; and cleaned some woodwork. [...]

[...] Around house once good—did john, kitchen & bedroom floors for 2nd time (still one short). [...]

He should put into the bedroom objects that have particular value for him. [...] But the bedroom is devoid of the favorite objects he keeps about him in this room. [...]

I am trying to delve into questions concerning the bedroom. (Two minute pause.) Try this: now a north-south direction is still best, as I told you. [...]

[...] As we move toward door shadows, almost same, I see one woman carrying Rob’s landscape (the one in our bedroom) pushing it ahead of her. [...]

Then suddenly—I felt myself on bedroom floor, again not normally stretched but higher than in previous 2 episodes, trying to talk; felt support on floor. [...]

A bedroom. [...] The bedroom is neater than his office.

Now I pick up the word whiskey, as applying to a later period, and another circumstance involving a man and a late hour, and a dwelling place with a front door precisely in the middle of a front room, and a porch that is shadowed, and back bedrooms with children. [...]

(Lorraine had three children then, and they did sleep in back bedrooms of the apartment house in Asheville, NC, she said. [...]

[...] Get up, to john, bedroom, do dishes, go through living room without holding onto things, sit down. [...]

[...] In fact, we can see our box on the road from our bedroom windows, looking slightly north. [...] The box is perhaps 45–50 feet from the bedroom windows, and its backend is toward our house. [...]

I lay down for a nap in the bedroom after Jane got up from her own. [...]

Tomorrow for example let him without guilt let the day be used to putter in the bedroom, play with poetry, do what comes naturally without a sense of guilt.

The small lamp in the bedroom, incidentally, added to his disinclination to sleep there. [...] In fact it should probably be disposed of, because of the bedroom connotation. [...]

[...] I told Jane I wouldn’t be surprised to walk into the bedroom some day and discover that she had simply died during the night, so resolving her challenges. [...]

(I got a horrified reaction from Jane in the bedroom this morning when I’d mentioned the hospital to her, and that I was reaching a turning point in my struggles to care for her myself. [...]

[...] In the meantime though, I want to paraphrase material that came from Seth off and on last night—in the john and bedroom. [...]

[...] For example, Mr. A in his bedroom telepathically picks up the thought of his brother many miles distant. [...] I wish I could say goodbye to my brother,” then the receiver of the message could form the apparition of the dying brother, and then perceive it in his bedroom.

[...] The bedroom arrangement is fine, and if my dear Joseph will not blame Ruburt’s subconscious I would make one further suggestion that is not, however, to involve any more complicated arrangements on Ruburt’s part: simply, when it is possible, the addition of either a comfortable chair or a small desk and chair, quite simple, to your bedroom arrangement, as a more or less permanent fixture for a small private place, accessible when he wants it, for our so sensitive and sometimes pigheaded Ruburt.

[...] The suggestion of a chair for reading or relaxation, or a small desk in the bedroom, is merely so that our wandering Ruburt can have one other place in another room where he feels he can go. [...]

A bedroom should also be a permanent fixture, as should a working room for Joseph.

[...] At one time Jane thought she was on the commode in the bedroom, and began to pull up her blouse. [...]

(11:15: I told her that I’d soon be moving her into the bedroom. [...]

[...] I wheeled her into the bedroom. [...]

Guest houses that have bedrooms two stories up, how he can get downstairs, that sort of thing—but he has not expressed them. [...]

[...] Your father was in the living room and your mother in the bedroom. [...]

[...] She said that while speaking as Seth about me, she saw me, within, seated at a table or desk in the front upstairs bedroom of my parents’ home in Sayre, Pennsylvania. [...]