“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] “I forgot: my head went up through the roof and I guess I was a giant walking over the earth. [...]

[...] Jane has remarked that these remind her of bird feed, which we put out on the roof beside our kitchen windows. [...]

[...] It proved that a TV antenna had been loosened over our porch roof, and a repairman asked us for the loan of a flashlight. [...]

[...] This led him to think of his old home, for in the afternoon the shadow of its roof threw a pyramid shadow form upon the road.

[...] Over my head I sensed the reaching-out arc of a pavilion roof, curving gracefully. [...]

[...] My fondest wishes to you all, but you are all indeed like nervous birds perched on a peaked roof, in the midst of a high wind; at least this evening, and if I treat you with less politeness, it is only because I speak with the license of an old and trusted friend.

[...] In the stall there were long oval bundles of straw, stacked one upon another “to keep it dry, pretty high up to the roof. [...]

[...] Roofing.”)

[...] (gesture; groping for words) what would be the porch railing and the roof is round.

[...] Once in that spot there had been flagstones and benches beneath an extended roof supported by four sets of wooden pillars. The tin-covered roof had born layers of old vines that had climbed up the pillars from our living-room windows on the second floor. [...]

[...] She’d felt as though she was out of her body some of the time, out on the first floor’s porch roof looking in at herself. [...]

Early in this introduction I wrote that late in November 1963 Jane had had an out-of-body experience while writing her essay, The Physical Universe as Idea Construction—that she had looked in at herself from the porch roof outside our windows. [...]

[...] Recently we’d had a heavy storm, and sometimes this was followed by a leaky roof.

(Then, I was directly above a parked car, an older type of sedan with a rounded gray roof. [...]

[...] The streets have been littered with debris from trees, and driving home this noon after taking Jane to work I felt several small limbs strike the roof of the car.

[...] what would be the porch railing and the roof is round. [...]