“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] The very nature of our sessions should show you that self-structures are indeed transparent, and communications can flow through them.

[...] Let the transparent oil colors represent the constant renewal of energy that always escapes the form.

[...] These were then very cleverly built up with a transparent ocher which he had, and a particular green, muted. [...]

(Tracings of the two Kodachrome transparencies of Jane that Loren enclosed with his letter. [...]

[...] The dimensions may vary within, but the furthest side will be represented as open or transparent, the line itself being drawn only for convenience’s sake.

[...] Small, with something like a transparent top, cellophane or plastic, of that nature. [...]

When all of summer’s
splendid leafery is gone
then space seems to surround
us everywhere, far and close.
The immense vault of the universe
turns intimate,
reaches to our chimneytops
in shining swirls of sudden openness
just outside of our back doors.
Space from the galaxies
rushes in to fill the new emptiness
where a million million leaves were,
and the valleys hold
natural cupfuls of space,
filled to their transparent brims.

[...] Instantly I see him seated in writing room and behind him stands a transparent whitish woman’s image, my astral self. [...]

[...] She saw nothing else, she said, although she definitely had the feeling that it was possible for this opaque light to turn transparent, and thus allow her to see things.

Malba said that she is still a woman where she is; she isn’t transparent, for instance. [...]

[...] It is a black and white print on very thin, almost transparent paper. [...]

[...] The shade may be pink and fairly transparent.

[...] There is instead a corner within his personality that is open like a transparent window, a warp into other times and dimensions. [...]

[...] There is a native spontaneity here, in our lady, that deals well with transparent color, that relates clearly and simply. [...]

Seth Two said that certain portions of my personality acted as transparent windows into these other realities and consciousnesses. [...]

[...] This is a good reference to the color transparencies my brother took. [...]

[...] It was not as solid as an ordinary body, but it was far from transparent. [...]

[...] My crude drawing can’t begin to reproduce the delicate, shimmering and transparent beauty of what I briefly saw floating before me.)

[...] It was transparent as always but thick as Jell-O.

(Reduced tracing of my pencil sketch on transparent tracing paper. [...]

[...] A transparent tumbler, with a stem, and chalice-shaped.