“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Here he reverted however to ordinary conscious behavior, thinking, “There must be a storm,” and that a weather report would tell him its course.

[...] You must remember that you have an inner knowledge of all weather conditions. [...]

[...] August can be beneficial according to the weather. [...] Too-warm weather is detrimental.

(The weather had been fluctuating dramatically all day. [...]

[...] She still felt unsettled; she still wasn’t sure that her odd state resulted from the tumultuous weather.

[...] Because of the warm weather, the window of 330 was open a foot, and the heat was off. [...]

[...] The weather had a luxurious, lush feel, as though our globe had finally turned from an adversary into a nurturing, supportive parent. [...]

(I have been definitely under the weather since the day after this session was held, and my pendulum tells me that I’ve felt this way because of my reactions to this session. [...]

[...] If the weather is decent I’ll have to mow grass. [...]

[...] Birds do not question whether or not the weather will be favorable, the winds fair or foul. [...]

(Seth remarked that our weather neither excited or concerned him, and that personality affects weather. [...]

[...] You came from a different country, where the weathering effect upon statues was different. [...]

(Perhaps I carried out some of my experiments with painting the outdoor sculpture in Denmark, where winter weather must be considered, after visiting Italy. [...]

(The warmer weather now allows us to eat lunch at the picnic table we’ve installed in one half of our double garage. [...]

[...] What you consider weather has little to do with whether or not I have weather on my level. [...]

[...] You said once you’d tell us about the weather on your plane. [...]

[...] Rainy weather is an aid. [...]

(The weather had warmed up to the point where we had rain instead of snow—about 30 degrees—but this threatened to create another problem—icy roads. [...]

[...] You grant that the weather has an effect upon your moods, but any deeper psychic or psychological connections between you and the elements strikes most of you as quite impossible.

[...] Indeed, man almost seems to be allergic to his own natural environment, a prey to the weather itself.

[...] We’d felt strong attractions toward what seemed to be a simpler, more open and pleasant life in the Keys, where the weather was excellent all year, and living in a trailer was an accepted way of life. [...]

(“Why is Jane so sensitive to the summer weather?”)

[...] But inherent always, psychologically and biologically, there has been the possibility of a change in that pattern, an alteration that would effectively lift the race into another kind of weather.

(“How’s the weather up there, Seth?”)

There is no weather, whether or not you think there is. [...]

[...] The trolley went without him and the weather was poor. [...]