“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] She began in trance while seated in our rocking chair, using a quiet voice and pauses, eyes open at times.)

[...] Dazed, she sank back into her chair. [...]

[...] During these periods she will sit quietly in her chair, her eyes closed, her hands usually unmoving in her lap. [...]

[...] I have told you, for example, how you and others construct say, a television set, a chair, an image or a table. [...]

[...] I have been here all night behind this chair smiling particularly at you for various reasons I know that you know. [...]

[...] You have seen him in a very few honest expressions of anger, once when he tried to throw a chair, and felt the suddenly released energy that he usually does not channel physically. [...]

[...] The nerves are physically urging him on—hence of course the walking in the kitchen, the impatience in the chair, the odd nervous sensations in the legs and hips, and behind this, your decision again not to hide —not to be apologetic. [...]

[...] As atoms and molecules give your chairs a reality within your system even though the atoms and molecules themselves come and go, so this planetary system still retains its identity. [...]

(Jane now sat down in a wicker chair opposite my writing table. [...]

(Jane sat rather tensely in her chair as she began speaking for Seth. [...]

[...] Almost immediately after your chair suggestion, and with the work you are both doing, Ruburt’s mind and body began to respond. [...]

You can stub your toe as easily on a misplaced idea as you can upon an old chair. [...]

The room; a green modernistic plastic chair with wooden legs—dark green. [...]

I sit in a swivel chair
with smooth ball bearings.
Without warning, I turn myself
around in a complete circle,
but nothing disturbs
my world vision,
and objects appear on all sides
with sweet precision,
as if a projector in my head
sends out invisible rays that turn
into images, so I
always seem inside
dimensions of depth
and weight.

[...] One time, at about 4:00 AM, her legs were very restless, so she got back up in her chair. [...]

(During the 618th session, which Dick and Eleanor witnessed, and during which I manifested the Nebene characteristics by quizzing Jane about reincarnational data for Dick and Eleanor, Jane also “saw” Nebene by my chair—as she had on the previous occasion some months ago when Sue Watkins was present. [...]

[...] The words that you speak, the acts that you perform, appear to take place in time, as a chair or table appears to take up space. [...]

[...] A chair inside upon which our friend sits. [...]

[...] She slept often in her chair. [...]

[...] I could hardly rise from the chair, he had to help me to the couch. [...]

[...] Then I sat in another chair & felt funnier. [...]