“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] A seat to the right of the center.

[...] I do not know if it refers to the third grade or a child three seats away.

[...] For this reason there was an easy distinction between what was called inner sight and outer sight, and it was quite natural for them to close their eyes when seated in conversation in order to communicate more clearly, enjoying the ever-changing and immediate inner images that accompanied any verbal interchange.

[...] Peggy had thought circulation was at the seat of the trouble. [...]

[...] In order to keep up with it we had to leave our seats and walk about the rug with it. [...]

(Jane sat quietly in trance while I left my seat to turn on the air cooler set into one of our living-room windows. [...]

[...] Another view or two of a church interior followed, and I was aware, briefly, of empty seats. [...]

[...] There was a squabble over seating arrangements which was finally resolved. [...]

[...] She began in trance while seated in our rocking chair, using a quiet voice and pauses, eyes open at times.)

[...] The table itself is round, and backed up by a wide circular leather-covered divan-type of seat. In short, it’s the best seat in the house.

[...] Before she was seated she had reentered the trance state, and was speaking. [...]

(When she began dictation again Jane remained seated. [...]

[...] She thought her trance state was somewhat deeper than usual even when she is seated.

[...] Truly, Jane has gone about as far physically as she can with her physical blockages: It was some little while before she could trust herself enough to get from her bed to the chair, and longer before she could move from her chair to the toilet seat. [...]

[...] The dark-haired young man was trying to talk me into displaying some of my smaller paintings in the room in his funeral home where guests were seated for viewings, etc. [...]

[...] The stomach does appear to be the primary seat of upset in all of this, and has for some years. [...]

[...] I am not taking the background seat, you see, but we want Ruburt to learn to extend.

(Jane spoke while seated in the Kennedy rocker, and with her eyes closed for this first delivery. [...]

[...] [When I remarked that I’d like to see her up her trips to four times a day, she at once became defensive, so I cooled it.] I followed her advice and sprayed the linoleum-covered chair seat with furniture polish to make it more slippery, so that she can more easily slide sideways from the chair onto the couch or john. [...]

[...] There is a boy in a third or fourth seat, back from the front in the left row, toward the wall. [...]