“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

You are always welcome to Seth’s house. [...]

[...] Otherwise it would be as if you did not know where your own house began or ended, and so tried to heat the entire neighborhood. [...]

[...] I am filling the house with energy for you to use. [...]

For this week have him see how many times he can go out by himself or with you on a walk, but not a walk around the block or to the corner—a walk around the house will do. [...]

[...] The kitchen is the least important part of your house. [...]

[...] Jane said that noise in the house had interfered with her trance state toward the end of her delivery, then added that she wasn’t at her best tonight anyhow. [...]

[...] The grounds surrounding the house are very elaborate, well and profusely decorated, and reaching for several hundred feet from the road in front to the back border of the property as it meets the Chemung River.

[...] I would also suggest continuing your practice of getting out of the house on Saturday evenings, and though Ruburt is not a passionate hostess I would suggest that you have friends in. [...]

[...] She is a retired, unmarried school teacher, 74 years old, who for the last fifteen years has lived in the front apartment on the second floor of our apartment house. [...]

[...] She stood in front of her house, but with her back to it. [...]

[...] She thought: “Why, it is today—there’s Rabe’s house on the corner, and the neighborhood store.” [...]

[...] As we sat for the session in our “new” den we could hear through the open sliding glass door the mixed chorus of tree toads and various insects echoing through the woods in back of the house, and up and across Holley Road.

[...] We have been aware of its relation to sound, since we soon learned while in the state that any sound, be it of running water somewhere in the house, or a robin’s call, would momentarily impart an upsurge to the sensation within the body. [...]

[...] From the valley south of our hill house intermittent barrages of fireworks had sounded during the session, and even now crackled anew. [...]

[...] [In the meantime, she’s moved into her writing room in back of the house.]

[...] Some kind of a missionary connection, and a two-story house that gives the impression somehow of another story. [...]

Ruburt saw how being away from his desk and the house worked creatively to his advantage, as per the ride to your mother’s (in Centerville), and the earlier walk around the block. [...]

[...] You might think of your Aunt Sarah, for example, and in a few moments the associative process might bring you images of periods in the past when you visited your aunt, of her friends and neighbors, the articles in her house, and episodes connected with your relationship.

The apartment house was one thing, a mixture of various classes of people. [...]

[...] He promised to bring a ladder to the house next week so we could inspect the flue from the roof. [...]

And Billy and Mitzi, who had been racing through the house, came as if on signal to play beneath Jane’s rocker when she began speaking for Seth. [...]

[...] Jane had visualized a painting of houses and trees. [...]