“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Then I was looking at Bill, off to my left. He was too close to the edge of the porch roof. I hollered at him to be careful. Even as I did he slipped, landed on his backside, then tumbled over the edge as he scrambled for his balance. I heard him hit the ground with such force that I was very afraid he had broken a limb. I then looked over the edge of the roof, and to my great agitation I saw that Dick had not only fallen off the roof and hit the ground hard, but that now he had slipped over the edge of a steep cliff beside the porch, and was saving himself only by grasping a skinny little shrub that was in the process of loosening in the frozen ground. At the same time, Bill looked up at me and I thought he was smiling; or at least he didn’t appear to be worried.

(Dream # 1; November 19,1965: This was extremely sharp and vivid in detail, and in full color. My younger brother Bill and I were in a very deep mountain valley, with steep rocky brown walls. We were trapped in this valley and knew we might not get out. It was not too large. We were actually in a rickety old house on the valley’s slope, perhaps halfway up. There was a sharp drop-off below us. Part of the time I was looking out of a window, and part of the time I stood on the roof or a porch with Bill, our backs pressed up against the side of the house. The shingled roof slanted down and was covered with a fine snow. We were afraid to move because it was very slippery.

(I then realized that I could go over the edge of the roof at the corner, where there was a drainpipe to use as a handhold, then reach down and save him by lifting him back up with one hand. I also realized that I could move more easily on this slippery roof than I had thought possible.

The comical series of events involving Floyd, one of his sons, and another helper had started this noon: “Hell, Rob, it’s a coon!” a surprised Floyd called down to me from the roof of the house, after the beam from his flashlight had illuminated the black mask across the animal’s face and made its eyes shine as it crouched at the base of the fireplace chimney. [...] Finally Floyd opened the damper a bit and lit a sheet of newspaper in the fireplace: The smoke immediately sent our very upset tenant scrambling up the chimney, across the roof and into the hemlock tree growing at one corner of the front porch. [...]

[...] He added that if we heard a loud thudding noise on the roof tonight, it meant that an animal had managed to dislodge the stone cap on the chimney. [...]

[...] And we heard no sounds at all from the fireplace in back of me, or from the roof.)

(On the object, the first word in the heading beneath the name is Roofing. [...] Note also that the word Roofing is located on the upper half of the object; that is, high up on the object, as a roof would usually be over the head of an observer.

[...] Note that the 1 Roller Pan is written on the bill directly beneath the word Roofing, which is referred to in the data above. Thus, the position of the roller pan is interpreted literally by Seth as being under a roof—quite a logical position. The roller pan, which I never used, is of course bright and shiny, tin coated probably, and is small in comparison to a roof size.

[...] Jane said it was difficult to describe, but she had the very definite impression, or feeling or image, within, of a large dark overhanging mass above her, as a roof might be, for instance. [...]

[...] A small building or house with a flattish roof. [...]

(“A small building or house with a flattish roof. [...]

[...] The building has a flat roof, is one story high, is of red (orange?) wood that looks lighter in sunlight, and has a series of shingles or name plates hanging outside that might be called banners. [...]

A building, or a part of a building where they stay, now, where there is a long narrow section, a roof supported, a flat roof, I believe, long and narrow, supported by posts—

(“Verandah, long and narrow, flat roof, supported by posts, where we stay.”)

[...] The roof will not fall in.

(“A connection with a high ledge shape, as one connected with a roof, or lookout from which one can look down and away.” [...] She “looks down and away” at grass and flowers, etc., and to her left, not obstructing her view, is the porch roof of the apartment on the ground floor.

A connection with a high ledge shape, as one connected with a roof, or lookout from which one can look down and away.

[...] To her left is the kitchen roof of the apartment below us, but this is to the side and does not obstruct the view. [...]

“A building with a long narrow section; a roof supported by posts. The roof is long and narrow also. [...]

[...] Was this to be translated into an object like, say, a heavy roof over my head, or to an emotional feeling that “hung over me”? [...]

Yet Seth was trying to lead me to the word “roofing.” [...]

[...] A building or part of a building where they stay now, where there is a long narrow section, a roof supported, a flat roof I believe, long and narrow, supported by posts with a floor not of wood. [...]

[...] I saw the old kitchen linoleum in color, and the outside cellar roof. I recalled an item on the roof I had been trying to paint lately. [...]

[...] The house is having a new roof put on now, and the man doing the job is going to speak to our landlord about the kitchen project when the roof is finished. [...]

[...] It’s the little painting of a dream of my own, in which I stand on the close edge of a roof, looking down into a city street. [...]

[...] There are no windows to escape through, he feels, no available roof. (Pause.) He feels freer under all circumstances in this room (the living room) because he could run out onto the roof.

[...] I will let Ruburt do it, however, because I do not want to huff and puff and blow the roof down. [...]

[...] There is a large patio roof outside our living room windows, and this is covered with aluminum roofing. [...]

[...] While she was giving the envelope data some snow broke loose from a steep third floor roof of the house, and came crashing down on a porch roof not far from our living room; the house shook. [...]

[...] Lately my throat, or the roof of the mouth, has been uncomfortable. [...]

(Frank, incidentally, had brought a ladder so he could get upon the roof to look down our chimney in an effort to see what creatures were causing the rumpus in the fireplace above the damper. [...]

[...] Then with great surprise I saw that on top of the near end of the building there sat an old, flat-sided, two-story house with steep roofs, weathered a drab gray and with all of its windows shuttered. [...]

Then I was in an elevator car inside the building, and rising toward the house on the roof. [...]

‘My bursting out of the elevator car, which was lifting me toward the house on the roof of the hospital building, and a new reality, is a close thing as I force my way free. [...]

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