“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] On it were the words “Pure Ground Black Pepper," etc., pebbles and ground being related.

[...] A warmth that forms the very pulse of physical existence and yet is born from the devotion of our isolation; that is born from the creativity that is beyond flesh and bone, that forms fingers without feeling fingers, that forms seasons without knowing spring, that creates sand without knowing sand or ground, that creates the reality that you know without experiencing it, that forms fathers, sons and daughters and mothers without knowing what fathers and mothers and daughters and sons are, and yet from this devotion, from that creativity comes all that you know. [...]

[...] Yet there is also a meeting ground of more or less shared physical encounters, a sense plateau that offers firm-enough footing for the agreement of a mass-shared world. [...]

[...] It represents the emergence of the conscious mind and of the strongly oriented individual self from that ground of being from which all consciousness comes.

[...] The ground has been bare of snow most of the time—so far!

[...] The dream world was his original learning ground. [...]

[...] We’re using that area as our testing ground. [...]

(Jane and I engaged in a long discussion this evening, covering a lot of ground concerning her symptoms, my role, her lingering and bothersome symptom hang-ons, etc. [...]

[...] Now in the middle of life, of life conditions, you also appear on occasion as ghosts in other levels of reality, where your “pseudoappearance” causes some comment and is the ground for many myths — and you are not even aware of this.

[...] Perhaps some digging in the ground. [...]

[...] We had a discussion that wasn’t very cheerful or helpful, and covered a lot of ground that we’d traversed before. [...]

Science itself often displays compulsive and ritualistic behavior, to the point of programming its own paths of reasoning, so that they cover safe ground, and steadfastly ignore the great inner forces of spontaneity that make science — or any discipline — possible. [...]

There was a middle ground that he would have to make for himself. [...]

The building was raised up from the ground in a manner different from the usual. [...]

[...] Without any difficulty I changed position and came down, though still not to the ground. [...]

[...] Running over the hills, I leap from ground to a high ledge. [...]

[...] Instead I knocked chunks of ground out of the bottom of the circle, and could look through space at other cliffs and trails far below. [...]

[...] The new snow covered the bare ground evenly and whitely.

In that area of thinking, any one interview that is offered becomes a testing ground. [...]

[...] I added that Seth—and we—must have covered this ground many times over the years; yet now I felt that once again I was “on to something important.”

[...] The ground was bare, and had been for many days.)

[...] Steve B. had given her the cream, and we’re using the nodules on Jane’s right hand as a testing ground. [...]

[...] In some stubborn and psychically grounded way we each are going to make our own choices, as human beings always have. [...]

[...] Ruburt, involved in highly avant-garde work, always tried to make sure he had both feet upon the ground—in his terms, to be fairly objective. [...]

[...] These are the ground rules, so to speak. [...]

The root assumptions upon which physical reality is formed represent secure ground to the ego. [...]

[...] I tried to come closer to the ground to see more clearly, but instead was whisked back through the air to Elmira.