“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Look where nothing seems to be, for no place is truly empty. [...]

You do not have completely empty shells of matter about to be filled, in that the new personality hovers in and about, particularly after conception and with greater frequency and intensity thereafter. [...]

Somehow cluttered, or full, and empty toward the outsides. [...]

(“Somehow cluttered, or full, and empty toward the outsides.” [...]

[...] Though I did get Jane a drink when, still in trance, she held up her empty glass.)

[...] She used to be afraid that when she was “way out” she would be empty, but she has discovered the state is not like that at all.

(Pause.) Your brains are not empty, but well-oiled machines ready to whirl into activity at your births. [...]

[...] The drinking of pure water also facilitates projection, although for obvious reasons the bladder must be empty.

[...] There are many dimensions that are as physical, so to speak, as your own world, but if you are not focused in them you would not at all be aware of their existence, but perceive only empty space.

[...] Jane said her body reacted in different ways—“with a thrill, a chill, an empty stomach all at once....”)

[...] Looking back into the empty studio, he raced into the living room, jumped up on a bookcase beneath a window and hid behind a curtain.

[...] The experience of the guru⁵ who sits in opulence, bejeweled and begowned, has nothing to do with the peasant who works in the field and whose belly is empty. [...]

[...] In blurred focus behind me an unknown teen-age girl sits on a swing that’s suspended from a tree limb, and an empty wicker stroller-type carriage [mine?] stands beside her. [...]

[...] “Empty inside, you know, as though it’s all hitting home …”

(The house that was for sale — and which we came to call the “hill house” — was empty and locked. [...]

[...] It was empty inside. [...]

[...] Tonight’s session was being held in our living room, since the house was empty except for us. [...]

[...] For the test object I used a wallet identification card that I picked up two years ago in an empty house that Jane and I nearly purchased. Both of us had met the owner of the house, Jim Birch, a few times. [...]

[...] Jane held up her empty glass; before the session I’d filled it with equal parts of wine and water.)

[...] (“Emptiness” in Taoism, for instance.) Using a different vocabulary, they still believe that earth experience is not desirable in itself.

[...] It is now empty. [...]

There was a green boat, tied, that was not empty, but had bulky shapes in it, and some dark material. [...]