“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] The yard and everything within my vision was significant, alive, super-real — seemingly more real than at any other moment of my life. [...]

[...] Was Jane’s soul resting from its earlier great commotion, or had she moved away for the moment while exploring other aspects of her new reality that were perhaps out of range to us earthbound creatures? [...]

Just as though it had been waiting for the right moment last night, a screech owl began to sound its sorrowful descending cry in the black woods on the hill behind our house. [...]

[...] You brush against the elbow of a future or past event every moment of your lives.

(“I should take a moment here to note that Seth has mentioned this attitude of Jane’s before, and that she has referred to it also. [...]