“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Yet last night it had been her arms and elbows—I’d say that during the night she’d wake me up over a dozen times crying in her sleep at the discomfort in her arms. [...]

If I’ve gone kinky— / legs at crazy angles— /
arms half bent— / no longer walking upright— /
a physical outcast— / and a mental speed-demon— /
well, no more apologies—from me / to me.

[...] On the following day she was more mentally agitated than usual, dizzy, with some motor disability in the left arm. [...]

[...] The one where the individual lies frontward down on the floor, and lifts up from the arms, Joseph, you know this one.

[...] The rigidity was largely set up in the head and neck regions—arms and shoulders, thus necessitating the bending of the knees and so forth.

[...] (Jane raised an arm over her head, full length.) Following the analogy the times, the physical times in which they would ordinarily have occurred, would have ended, say, here—(Jane indicated a spot six inches above the lighter)—but the energy was so great that it catapulted some of these events, displacing what you think of as time, so that they appeared, as Hitler did, where theoretically, now, they should not have.

(“Later when I took a brief nap I mentally imagined myself beating the black-haired dog—and my mental right arm really went bang, bang, bang, banging wooden blocks on the dog’s head really fast, and for a minute I couldn’t stop it. [...]

[...] The left arm especially felt as though it was stiff, and hinged at the shoulder so that it would lift up stiffly like a lever.

[...] The chiropractic treatments should help in releasing the arms physically, and in keeping the structure in balance, since he has been unable to do so on his own. [...]

[...] You would not think of going to a hypnotist and having him tell you that you are getting sicker by the moment or the world was getting cruddier by the moment or that your arm or foot or head or toe or ear would hurt more and more with each breath that you took. [...]

I suggest once more that you concentrate upon relatively few areas of the body: the hands, the face, the arms, the thighs. [...]

[...] Healthy women do not dress to cover up their bodies, to hide their knees or their arms. [...]

[...] Now, let the arm go. [...]

(After the success of last night’s session, during which Jane manifested some startling phenomena with her left hand and arm, we were naturally curious to learn what Seth would have to say about it during a regular session with the board. [...]

[...] You are trying to hide yourself in one man’s arms.

[...] “I do feel a blockage of expression; my ass hurts typing—a sweet soreness of joints I sit on that brings tears briefly; yet it is a stretching sensation, same right arm. [...]

[...] Our program of self-help gradually began to diminish, as had many of them before.⁸ Finally, in an effort to cheer up Jane one day as she sat idly at the typing table in her writing room, I tried a variation of a tactic that had worked so well for her inception of Seth’s The Nature of the Psyche almost six and a half years ago: This time, standing in back of her, I put my arms around her and rolled a clean sheet of paper into her typewriter—but here’s the note she wrote the next day:

[...] My body is sore, arms hurt as I type. [...]

[...] She got up, walked over to the divan, and in a most masculine gesture proceeded to squat on one arm of the divan, leaning forward with her hands on her knees. [...]

(Jane grinned broadly and pointed at me from her perch on the arm of the couch. [...]

[...] To my complete amazement Rob stood up, grabbed my arm, and insisted that we dance. [...]

(Jane had added freedom of movement in her arms—quite a noticeable improvement—within the “space” of an hour after supper tonight.)

(9:58.) For a while, though he would not admit it, he felt that he would be welcomed with open arms by someone, meaning some system. [...]