“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Certain portions of the personality in your terms are able to climb up further, as on (the) steps of a ladder. [...]

[...] By now, also, I saw that the candle flame had climbed back up to its one-inch height; it continued to burn steadily at that height. [...]

(The candle flame subsided to its beginning 3/4-inch height for a few minutes, then climbed back up again.)

When Ruburt’s work is done in the bathroom and bedroom there will be another marked improvement, and a new plateau of recovery, from which he will climb still further. [...]

(Shortly after Jane began speaking again the candle flame climbed back up to a two-inch height. [...]

[...] The flame climbed a little more. [...]

[...] I’m not sure what percentage of the human population now lives in urban areas, but it must be high, and climbing. [...]

[...] He returned at 5 PM to drop a heavy rope down the chimney in the hope the raccoon might climb out. [...]

[...] You climb mountains. [...]

[...] Our cat, Willy, woke up and insisted upon climbing into Jane’s lap as she sat in trance. [...]

After the first bad bouts for example, when he improved enough to go up and down stairs without even limping, when he was agile enough at least to climb some rocks at the Glen (Enfield, near Ithaca, NY), to swim after being largely incapacitated, you both acted as if the improvements meant nothing, discounted them largely, and concentrated upon those symptoms that did indeed still remain.

[...] “It’s about my dream last Sunday morning, when I was climbing the church steeple that reached way above me into the sky. [...]

[...] Now they’re climbing up the bones of my spinal column and straightening them out and doing things...”

(“Let’s take another look at that house up here on the hill,” I said and our car began the long steady climb toward a certain dead-end road … So we looked at the hill house again — if from the outside only — but this time we really looked at it. [...]

[...] And the concepts are not to be used as elegant fences that you climb up and, hopefully, over or that you admire, but the concepts will begin to open up for you so that you experience their reality. [...]

(Jane said she was aware of Willy climbing up into her lap, and that the cat’s presence might have interfered with her delivery had he remained there.

[...] The child runs, falls down, skips, spins, climbs, swings, tries out its body in as many ways as possible, and naturally explores the body’s relationship with its environment. [...]

[...] Seth/Jane’s voice suddenly climbed a great deal in volume, very briefly, before subsiding.)

(Seth made his humorous remark because Willy Two, waking from his nap beside me on the couch, had climbed up in Jane’s lap while she was speaking in trance. [...]

[...] Once before on earth, you climbed a tree to escape from animals.” [...]

It is precisely the challenge of things like dancing when he is in poor shape, but coming through when others are watching, or a trailer trip, or riding a bicycle when it seems impossible, or climbing a tree, that has the imaginative literal qualities that inspires him to change beliefs, whether or not those issues in that way make sense to you.

([Gert:] “In one of my mirror trances I got an image of a man climbing the ropes of an old-fashioned ship. [...]