“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

The tree, or trees, Ruburt had painted on the kitchen wall, were not beneficial symbols. [...]

[...] (Jane pointed toward our kitchen, where we have a small table we haven’t tried.) The small table is particularly good because it was built by its owner, whose own abilities are definite, though untrained. [...]

(His wife was drinking a cup of coffee in the kitchen. [...]

[...] The work done in the kitchen last weekend helped him, for the reasons given. [...]

And even as the session ended, I heard Mitzi out in the kitchen, playing with the wadded-up paper ball I’d made for her. [...]

[...] He is being as creative when he contemplates the kitchen table in his own fashion, and is enjoying then a state of consciousness that is to some extent uniquely his own. [...]

I am going to ask you to wait a moment while the kitchen window is closed, as the traffic is disturbing Ruburt.

[...] I too had been aware of the traffic noise, although I had pulled our kitchen window closed, I thought, before the session. [...]

[...] Just as he entered the kitchen the telephone rang. [...]

(In between these two sightings I saw a middle-aged man in rolled-up white shirt sleeves, sitting at a kitchen-type table and staring to my right. [...]

[...] He felt the impulse to do the floors with your sweeper (while I was mowing grass) and because of our Saturday session he ignored the arm difficulty enough to do the kitchen. [...]

[...] His desire to walk in the kitchen is excellent, and shows new determination. [...]

[...] the one in which I’m kneeling at the kitchen storm door and thrusting my hand through the glass to touch Gus, the dog who belongs to our neighbors across the street. [...]

[...] During this time Jane passed back and forth before the entrance to the kitchen many times as she dictated, without ever appearing to be at all concerned.)

[...] Flash of young daughter Lorrie, running from living room to kitchen area; flash of oldest [...]

[...] (Out the kitchen window.)

(“No,” I said, going out to the kitchen after my cup of coffee, which I’d forgotten. [...]

(In the 198th session of last Wednesday, October 13, Seth stated that financial matters and our kitchen problem would be settled by Saturday, October 16. [...]

(The carpenter was to see our landlord last week, and let us know about our kitchen enlargement by last Saturday. [...]

[...] Without much thought Jane and I had taken the data given on this instance to refer also to John’s September 2 date, since by coincidence the 84th session also fell due on September 2. This evening John said that he’d had no “disagreement in a kitchen, involving two women and a man, with a child close by,” on September 2. So now we wonder whether the above incident is precognition, with the actual date being blocked by Jane, or whether Jane is just plain in error.)

The stool at the sink reminded Ruburt that he could indeed use the stool in other areas of the kitchen, so he thought of cooking, and to that extent his thoughts became more naturally attuned. [...]

[...] Remember the use of the playful creative abilities, because again they can lead you to further ideas that would trigger unanticipated positive results in Ruburt’s condition, as per your chair idea, the table in the kitchen, and so forth.

[...] Several times today she walked a few steps, with either the aid of the kitchen counter or her table, and did well.

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