“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] This led him to think of his old home, for in the afternoon the shadow of its roof threw a pyramid shadow form upon the road.

[...] For when Ruburt ‘ran home’ he automatically withdrew the energy [of his attention] from it. [...]

[...] My physical body is home in bed.”

[...] With you home, it seemed, you only noticed his imperfections more.

[...] When he worked at home the differences in your temperaments became more noticeable. [...]

In cases such as these, when durability can be maintained, by all means attempt to speak to any persons that you meet, as in this case you saw the girl at the window; and also ask them to write you at your home address.

It is best that we work in this manner to begin with, in his home territory. [...]

[...] They died, and their home city was never aware of their location.

[...] He at least could do those at home. [...]

[...] You become angry when you think, rightly, that Ruburt is too docile in his dealings, but this is because you are angry at your own lack of power as a child to retaliate against the atmosphere of violence that you sensed in the child’s home.

[...] I admit that I tried in some ways to influence you both; but without your acceptance, and practical acceptance, of this idea of owning property and house, and I do mean practical, signature on the dotted line acceptance, you would have gotten nowhere with your desire for a home of your own.

[...] She walked downtown Tuesday after the items, and these along with others made up a load that was all she could carry home.

[...] With his literal mind Ruburt took protection against it, and found in your apartment and home what he hoped would be a safe sanctuary in monastic terms, where each of you could learn and grow. [...]

[...] And when you go home you should be able to feel your own vitality free for once without so many ideas about when it can be used and when it shall not be used and without putting up so many barriers. [...]

[...] These were hung of course in places of honor in the homes.

(Two sessions have been held since our return home — to answer questions and handle other matters raised by the tour. [...]

[...] It was apparent that Dineen sat alone all day in her lovely home with nothing to do; that she was making no effort to face her situation truly, but looking to others to do it for her, and therefore reinforcing her sense of powerlessness. [...]

[...] (Pause.) A knock on the door. (Pause at 10:20.) This is at his home, and a caller, a male, younger than he, a fairly young male, perhaps a student. [...]

[...] I thought the men might be inspecting a property, and so add that this is the time of month that Jane and I have been considering the purchase of a home. [...]

[...] This was at 1 PM; I was due to pick it up at five, then meet Jane at the gallery to drive her home.

[...] That society could then accept his journeys, and the individuals could allow themselves to follow his adventures, and forgive him for his cultural transgression because he brought home goodies.