“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Long involved adventure type dream, spy adventure I think; I climb cliffs, castle moats etc, seeking clues and am very effective. )

[...] Then my hip area turns into a hotel or old castle—like they show in horror movies. [...]

[...] and I’m doing this James thing about leaving melancholy’s castle; surely there’s a connection. [...]

[...] In fact, that portion has its own name and selfhood and is master of its own castle, so to speak.

[...] Now the order had to do with St. John, and there was a crest either belonging to the order or belonging to our friend’s family: a four-tonged fork, with a serpent above the upper portion of the handle in the foreground, and in the background either a castle or a monastery.(Bordeaux, seaport SW France.)

[...] She’d had some visions, and described them as of the monastery, “or a castle,” some such large building of stone or brick. [...]

[...] If a man had wanted—I am sorry: if God had wanted all men to be rich, he would have them all born in castles. [...]

“And I show to you the castles of your past and your future, and the mental civilizations that are your heritage and your birthright. [...]

[...] There is no law, however, stating that a man cannot instead throw these blocks to the winds and hope that when they fall down they might possibly fall into a castle.

[...] There was a crest, belonging either to the order or to our friend’s family: a four-tonged fork with a serpent above the upper portion of the handle in the foreground, and in the background either a castle or monastery.

[...] I have been trying to lead you into a new threshold of perception, where the old myths of evolution can be seen as outmoded, ancient or forsaken castles amid a forest of beliefs—a forest that is indeed itself a magically formed one. [...]

[...] And still speaking of the passage, a room of medieval surroundings such as a castle. [...]