“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] The closed-in, solitary, isolated self of which you are so proud is, as I have said, an arbitrary formation, containing the core of identity; and you seem to prefer, psychically speaking, to stay at home.

[...] It will happen at any time—at work, at home, etc. [...]

[...] On their return they almost always interpreted their experiences in terms of their home programs, intertwining what happened into what ended up as great myths and stories — real but not real.

[...] He used the particular symbols, however, simply to bring the theory home to him, but it represented the fact that any given object in one dimension has its own reality in another. [...]

You will continue to grow and develop, and you will become aware of other environments, even as you left your childhood home. [...]

[...] Instead, they called later from their home to say that they were just beginning their trip, and would stop on their way.

(9:10.) A concentration upon painting, or developments about the home, with as many diversions as possible will also help, again, so that the entire personality can activate the entire system for healing processes. [...]

[...] At the moment it is in another’s home on loan.)

[...] When some of these offer you a physical object for your home, they give in their way. [...]

[...] On this level there will be hospitals and rest homes. [...]

(9:53.) The true art of dreaming is a science long forgotten by your world.¹ Such an art, pursued, trains the mind in a new kind of consciousness — one that is equally at home in either existence, well-grounded and secure in each. [...]

[...] You had instead Americans succumbing in a foreign land to some beliefs that are peculiarly American, and home-grown.

[...] Actually she was quite alive, though the family had cut her off emotionally and she did not always live at home.

The incident upset his mother, who made some joking comment to the effect that she wished Seth and I would stay at home. [...]

[...] Another reference to my parents and their home in Sayre, PA. [...]

[...] Perhaps Sayre, my parents’ home… We see none offhand for C.

[...] Supposedly they are on their way home to Elmira now. [...]

An amphitheater in evening or early evening, before the trip home. [...]

[...] Alice parked the car in front of my parents’ home in Sayre, put her arm around my shoulder and said something. [...] I saw my parents’ home clearly there on Wilbur Avenue, but I did not go into it. [...]

[...] After making certain funeral arrangements for her by telephone, before leaving the hospital, I drove home at about 4:00 A.M.

[...] She’d followed me home. [...]

[...] Both of us had jobs at the large hospital in my home town of Sayre, Pa., eighteen miles southeast of Elmira, N.Y. The setting and the buildings weren’t like those of the “real” hospital in Sayre, though. [...]

[...] When you came here (to Pinnacle Road), to a more lucrative kind of middle-class America, Elmira-style, you wondered what people thought, that you were home all the time. [...]

[...] Marilyn, Don’s wife, believes she still has Seth’s notes at home and will look for them.

[...] When he is home working the same energy utilized in his teaching must be used for his own work. [...]

The husband’s activities outside of his home lead him into a nervousness that can be mistaken for exhilaration. [...]

[...] The Moslem militants released 13 of our citizens—5 white women and 8 black men—who returned home by Thanksgiving Day, but this time they kept in bondage the remaining 53 Americans. [...]