“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] I brought some of the leftovers home for supper. [...]

[...] While we were talking Jane told me that she’s been quite successful at imagining herself back at 704 N. Wilbur Avenue, in Sayre—the home of my parents. [...]

^* Maude Cardwell publishes a Seth-oriented newsletter, Reality Change, from her home in Austin, Texas. [...]

[...] For myself, I felt a distinct resurgence of hope as I cleaned my stuff up after the session, and we talked while I got ready to go home for supper. [...]

[...] He finally realizes the advantage in walking home. [...]

(And when I got home tonight, my feeling of anticipation was borne out: there was a communication from Maude Cardwell. [...]

(As noted in the private session for May 22, I brought Jane home from her overnight stay at St. Joseph’s hospital the day before. [...]

[...] His father, Joe, had died at 2:00 p.m. John had just left the house, as Jane and I had left the rest home just before my mother died in November, 1973. [...]

[...] (Long pause.) He is very at home with Jane, you see. [...]

(My brother William, who lives in Rochester, New York, is driving down to take mother back home with him for a week or two, on November 9. We received a letter from him to this effect yesterday. [...]

[...] Waking, she said she’d dreamed that she was home in the shower, on her hands and knees part of the time, with the water cascading upon her head. [...]

[...] They served to show why you worked at home, or did not sell your work at galleries: you had to take care of Ruburt. [...]

[...] Such drugs should also literally be considered dangerous for use in old-peoples’ homes, for those considered senile, or even demented. [...]

(Pat is due to visit us briefly on her way to her home in Pittsburgh, PA, on Saturday, April 15. [...]

(We were back home from visiting company for supper by 8 PM. [...]

[...] Jane had never seen it, nor did she know I had brought it home.

[...] The newspaper article led to a note to Jane from the wife of my boss, Harry Gottesman, inviting us to the Gottesman home for an evening. [...]

(Pause, in a quiet but intent delivery.) At these levels you are still close to home. [...]

There are techniques for using cameras,¹ and a camera left at home will do you little good abroad. [...]

[...] As far as we knew, this neighborhood had been his home territory.

[...] She usually tries her experiments from 11:30 to 12:00 noon; today when I arrived home at 12:15, she mentioned that her hands felt light. [...]

[...] (Venice McCullough, at whose home Jane spoke.

[...] After I got home from the Bumbalo’s, Louise Stamp called. [...]