“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] I recalled only the first two lines: “My backyard is a garden, In beauty unsurpassed.” [...]

[...] Ruburt has been extremely cautious in the past, wanting to make sure, as mentioned, that he was not leading others down the proverbial garden path. [...]

[...] It presents an instant automatic invitation to cook outdoors, and a certain informality that the decadent garden does not present.

[...] The only private fears he had were also old ones, having to do with the whole false-prophet syndrome, the fear of leading people down the garden path, and so forth. [...]

[...] The house has a garden on one side, with high trees, and a yard on the other, and was relatively shielded. [...]

Again, you have a small kitchen, a garden and some sheltered privacy. [...]

[...] There is a fabulous cultivated garden nearby, perhaps several of them. [...]

[...] (Gardened always—hothouse even.)

[...] The self could be trusted least of all, however, so that Ruburt felt a necessity to criticize his procedure and performance, lest he was leading you and he both down a Freudian garden path.

[...] You form this and then perceive the world, but your viewpoint is very small and the garden you perceive very intimate, but within yourself you have far greater abilities of perception and you are not limited to Wednesday or Thursday. [...]

[...] You have no right to set such terms, any more than a flower would insist upon sunny ground and a preferred spot within the garden as a prerequisite for its own existence.

They investigated the ideas, folklore and officially-held knowledge concerning botany, and seed reproduction, and began behind the monastery their own forbidden garden. [...]

5. Jane deals with her profound alteration of consciousness in Part 2 of Dialogues: “The Paper and Trips Through an Inner Garden,” and in Chapter 9 of Adventures.

The garden work is a help. [...]

[...] Basically she considered that she had indeed produced a human being who would remain in a sort of summer garden, secure from deep hurts and vain regret.

We didn’t realize it at the time, but in these early sessions, Seth was gently leading us down the “garden path” — it became more difficult to think of the world in the usual terms, for example. [...]

[...] The photo is of a decorative garden cat, bearing a shining glass glaze, and was made by Marilyn.

[...] He said Jane has an early memory of a border of flowers around a garden.

[...] Leonard Yaudes, the author of the object, has recently lost a pair of garden shears. [...]

3. In Dialogues, her book of poetry, Jane explored several other “key” episodes in her psychic development; see her Preface, then these selections in Part Two: “The Paper and Trips Through an Inner Garden,” and “Single-Double Worlds, the Rain Creature, and the Light.” [...]

[...] The same article describes in some detail how the Dominican order in Portugal now has converted an old farm into a new seminary, which is “largely self-supporting, having its own kitchen, laundry, reservoir, farm, fruit and vegetable garden, and vineyards,” etc.