“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Once he opened the door of knowledge what would come through? [...]

Ruburt will want to know if the door is closed, so tell him because I want our friend over here in the bridal white (Maria) to realize that each of you should realize that the energy and strength and vitality that rings through this frail form now rings also through that form and that form and that form and represents the energy and vitality that belongs to each of you, and you all have it to draw upon. [...]

(I did not write it down earlier, but we thought Seth had referred to the home of my parents and the house next door. The connection is far-out: My brother, father of the Protestant bride who married a Catholic, was at my parents’ home Sunday; the people who live next door are Catholic.

[...] What better idea than to convert half of the garage into a writing room, with sliding glass doors, and add a screened-in porch there also? After all, she commented recently, the porch would protect our back door, too, especially from all of that winter weather….

[...] I picked him up and headed for the cellar door. [...]

[...] Right now I’m really blue, my eyes operating poorly; tears warmly close; yet enjoying the dark sky and street as rain threatens… the view of the mountains afforded by the windows; the rock music on the radio; the odd remaining odor of door varnish—deeply loving all of it yet swept through with something like nostalgia. [...]

[...] The doors were closed. [...]

[...] Actually it was very pleasant in the house, with all the windows and doors wide open. [...]

(John also noted that he was keeping alert for any sort of trouble involving a woman neighbor who lives three doors down the street from him. [...]

[...] I could have waited until our friend here was at the front door, and yelled with Ruburt’s lungs to call her back. [...]

It hints at the most precise and powerful focus, so that amid an infinity of data, events can be arranged at times so that two particular people, for example, separated in childhood, could, 30 years later, find themselves living next door to each other. [...]

[...] He need not try to be the perfect self, then, the super-image—and in fact to some extent found himself the supplicative (self?), knocking upon creaturehood’s earthly door, as any creature might ask aid from another who found himself wounded through misadventure. [...]

[...] I want it to be the best suited to your needs at any given time—but also, such a practice leaves the door open, for example, for the insertion of creative material. [...]

[...] The doors open so that the light from the other rooms, from the windows, is available.

[...] He still does not like the living room door closed at night. [...]

[...] Yet you may open the door on any given day to a probable world from your immediate standpoint, and never know the difference. [...]

In one of the homes of those present there is a statue immediately within a front door, and perhaps a hallway. [...]

Doors opened off the long narrow porch which extended full length, and I wondered if Bill and Peg were staying here. I thought their room might have the door near the center of the porch.

I have the impression: Clor-ra-door, but do not know to what it refers. [...]

[...] Our door opened off the center of the porch.”

[...] They carry a symbol on their front doors that is semicircular in shape, the design being based on the Capitol Dome. [...]

[...] These very passages are meant to help open the door of understanding, so that the Sinful Self itself can understand why it feels as it does, so that it can also realize that there are other systems in which its questions can at least be considered. [...]

(There was some kind of light, Jane said, perhaps from the building next door. [...]

I am showing him (Ruburt) how to open and close doors, how to answer knocks without letting the whole world in. [...]