“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] In the back of your mind you thought of your mother and father, imprisoned in their house. The house an emotional framework, but quite physical.

[...] Perhaps a connection with the new house—its inhabitants, or with those closely connected with it.

[...] (Miss Callahan is an elderly spinster living in our apartment house. [...]

[...] For a while in later years, the house where you lived had front rooms converted into a barber shop. [...]

(“A connection with a house and a white border.” This is interesting, in that Jane said she had an image of a card shape with a house and foliage on it. [...] Some of the boxes laid out before me, as I made my drawing for the sticker, contained reproductions of cards bearing houses, trees, flowers, etc.; the standard kind of subject material for greeting cards.

A connection with a house and a white border.

[...] As a rule most of you wake up in the same bed in the same house or town, but certainly you wake up as the same person in the same century. [...]

[...] Christine came to clean the house. [...]

[...] I told her I wanted her home — that all of the rooms in the house were waiting for her.

[...] They could then buy more and more products, purchase a house and show through their possessions that their statuses meant that they must be the men of worth that they wanted to be. [...]

The artist portion became outraged, so that the better husband you were, in that regard, the poorer it seemed the artist became—but (louder) at least you were seen to leave the house every day, as a good man should (with sly amusement). [...]

[...] And possibly stone-type houses, close together, on each side of a street, crowded houses. [...]

(In addition, she’s done more around the house in recent days than she has for many a month—all signs for the good. [...]

Now: you are working very well together, and your suggestion about the use of the chair (to get around the house) was the result of Framework 2 creativity. [...]

[...] The actual physical window was behind his head, you see, so he felt impelled to have a window in front of him, in order to get out of the physical house.

[...] Because of your ideas, you see, you experience more difficulty in getting out of the physical house. [...]

[...] One remark: It will do Ruburt good to work vigorously about the house, and that is all.

[...] Whether a dream or not I do not know, but I seemed to roam through their house. [...] Roamed through house, upstairs and down.

(After that, the sensation returned to a lesser degree at each sound I heard, such as the call of a robin, a passing car, a sound elsewhere in the house, etc.; it was almost as though I could predict when I would experience the sensation, almost as though it was close to becoming routine.

[...] Nevertheless, Paul O’Neill’s son David was raking leaves as I left the house. [...]

[...] Leaving the house, I picked up from the mailbox some $360 in contributions sent to us by Maude Cardwell. [...]

[...] After her cigarette following dessert, I read the prayer with Jane, then left for the house at 7:05 PM. [...]

[...] Somewhere in the conversation, with a smiling sense of wonder, he told us what had happened as he drove through Elmira on the way to our house.

[...] On the upper can is the slogan “House of McCormick" and Jane wondered if she enlarged house into village.

[...] Many physical structures have existed in your terms in the same space now occupied by your apartment house. [...] Yet those structures exist as validly as the apartment house.

With Ruburt rising in the night, sometimes you vaguely worried whether or not he could navigate properly and sometimes when you are out of the house you also wonder: is he safe alone? [...]

[...] I have every letter in the house answered. [...]

[...] Now that he’s finished the front porch, our contractor is free to begin work at the back of the house as soon as possible.)