“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] And there are other buildings nearby with gravel walks and grass and benches.”

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[...] The actual atoms and molecules that are within your arm at this moment have been within the cows that you have eaten and the flowers upon which you now walk. [...]

[...] It was much more important to take a walk when he did not feel good than when he did.

[...] It still seems physical in shape, but you can walk through physical matter with it, and you can truly levitate with it within your solar system, but you cannot go beyond in this mind form.

[...] It is so to speak to walk side by side with the inner self.

[...] Here’s the relevant portion of the description I wrote for Through My Eyes: “Then I saw my mother [Stella] between my brother Linden and his wife, all separated each from the other a little bit, all walking obliquely toward me across a featureless plain. [...]

“Then it’s possible to walk down a street and meet a fragment of yourself?”

[...] He reacts to others, and relates much better than I do to people from various walks of life. [...]

(“I know there’s a universe between my chair here [in the living room] and the kitchen floor,” Jane said as she got up, “but I can walk it okay. [...]

(Jane and I walked to a nearby station for gasoline but the car still wouldn’t start; consequently the garage had to tow the car in for repairs. [...]

[...] Although our house is separated from it by quite an expanse of lawn, our new neighbor is quite obvious as he walks back and forth before his picture window in his undershirt. [...]

[...] It still seems physical in shape, but you can walk through physical matter with it. [...]

A late walk, on Dr. Instream’s part I believe this evening.

[...] Jim Beckett stated that midway through the monologue, he felt the presence of Bill Macdonnel so strongly that he expected to see Bill walk in the door. [...]

[...] In terms of value fulfillment the species expanded its potential tremendously when it left the caves; and so will man also experience the fulfillment of still unglimpsed potentialities when he walks forth from the cave of the arbitrarily limited self.

[...] Theoretically you can indeed momentarily “walk out of” your program into another as easily, when you know how, as you now move from one room to another. [...]

(Jane and I were also interested in the fact that we’d seldom been on Foster Avenue, even though it lay within comfortable walking distance of the apartment house we lived in on Water Street; nor could either of us recall having noticed the “Foster Avenue place” before. [...]

[...] Where in space is the street upon which you walk in a dream?

[...] After the session, although it was late, I suggested we walk the few blocks to check out the above data. [...]