“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] We have an outdated state atlas on a closet shelf, and Jane agreed not to look at it in case we did not get a place name this evening.

[...] It reposed in my jacket pocket in our front room closet; I had brought it home several days ago, then forgot about it, not having worn the jacket since. [...]

[...] It was amazingly oppressive, and kept up its efforts to drag me farther away from my body into the bedroom closet.

[...] [With eyes averted, I had to carry my own presents to a closet, where I deposited them until Christmas Eve.] Then late in December the page proofs for Mass Events arrived for our checking. [...]

[...] The kitchen with its three tiny windows near the front of the house had been a closet; the three bay windows of the living room where Jane had held the sessions and her ESP class had been the main bedroom. [...]