“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Our Jesuit is studying people, and they are flying.

[...] He’d talked about going north, or heading back to San Francisco, where he’d seen helicopters changing their courses in the sky to fly directly at him.

[...] He or she appeared flying out of the Southwest, soaring down over the top of our house and flew right up to Deb and me to say hello! It was incredible to me as it took place, as I have never met a flying hawk or eagle face to face before. I have for many years had specific positive symbolic-seeming events with flying creatures and this seemed to be another one. [...]

[...] It appeared larger than the hawks who appear in our area and are often seen flying overhead. [...] Flying wingspan approximately straight on was about 3 and one half feet.

[...] Laurel exclaimed now about the bird’s enormous wingspan as it had seemed to fly right at her. [...]

[...] Of course: The change of seasons meant that while I would be doing my own work on the book, the geese would be flying south. [...]

[...] Those histories did not tell of the human beings who had to know what insects would crawl or fly from one end of a continent to another, so that they could be captured and roasted and eaten. [...]

[...] As already discussed, the exterior situation then serves to reinforce the inner data, and it seems to fly in the face of all reason, to deny exterior symptoms. [...]

[...] They may be blown to some place distant from their birth, but the psyche’s “seeds” fly into other realities also. [...]

[...] “You are flying paper dragons to be punctured, but these are not the real dragons. [...]

[...] It is the atmosphere through which I can come to you, as the air is the atmosphere through which a bird flies.”

[...] It is the atmosphere through which I can come to you, as the air is the atmosphere through which a bird flies. [...]

That approach does indeed fly in direct contradiction to the learned methods you have been taught. [...]

[...] So physically, and on his physical attributes alone, a man cannot use his free will to fly like a bird, or to perform physical acts for which the human body is not equipped.

[...] The geese came in low over the river half a block away, flying beneath the clouds and in the rain — a great wide “V” of them, heading north.

[...] If you rip off the wing of a fly, you are yourself less. [...]

[...] By this time of course recriminations were beginning to fly back and forth by phone, although this did not involve Jane and me. [...]

[...] There is a new book for you of course—I told you that earlier—and creature enterprises will (underlined) fly. [...]

[...] In one respect the physical image and physical objects go flying out in all directions from the inner core of the whole self. [...]

(Class had been discussing dream realities, personality, etc., for about an hour; Pat and Sheila began talking back and forth on Sheila’s ideas on separate personalities, when Jane interrupted to say that she had the impression that the “hole in the universe” had opened up in Dr. Sam Levine’s house next-door and a crowd of people were flying from it into the room. [...]

[...] In those terms the airplane objectified the inner idea of flying in “your” time, and not in A.D. 1500, for example.

One day a bird flies out further from that first island than ever before, to another one, and comes back with a strange seed that falls from its beak. [...]

[...] The unpredictability then enters in, flying the banners of a divided house. [...]