“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Looking back, I believe the upper half of the window was open; I seem to recall seeing the girl’s left arm draped over the top edge of the still-shut lower window.

[...] I lay face up, bony arms folded across my chest, just as my present “me” did. [...]

[...] Both of us thought this a clear reference to the action of my stretching arms in the envelope photo.

[...] Those who bang at your doors are the antisocial, the drifters, the troubled, or those so enthusiastic that they also ignore all social rules, in which case you two rise up in arms.

[...] To us, even the potential for audible communication has always been as much a part of our creature states as arms and legs. [...]

[...] 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. [...]

[...] For a moment it sent me reeling, and Jack caught my arm. [...]

[...] In the drawing Jane’s left arm and both legs reach out toward the bottom and left edges of the object.

[...] Otherwise if the ego is pushed aside it will rise up in arms and in opposition, and can be highly dangerous.

[...] The first time quite strongly appeared when I suggested to myself that I felt light; then it washed over me, and at the same time my arms particularly felt very light, almost weightless.

Many people are unable to endow fragments with such physical reality, and thus shove them more or less harmlessly away at arm’s length, as you did. [...]

I have mentioned also that the cells in an arm could just as well have been formed into the cells of another limb or portion of the body. [...]

(Her eyes still closed, Jane gestured largely with her hand and arm. [...]

[...] There is some need to be on guard but hardly any to be up in arms.

[...] My outcry, my thrashing about in bed and waving my arms, of course startled Jane; I believe she had not yet fallen asleep. [...]

[...] He merely yawned and stretched in her arms.)

[...] Her voice was loud also, and Willy immediately squirmed out of her arms and darted away, his ears back. [...]

[...] This (Jane struck the arm of the rocker in which she sat) for example exists as a chair. [...]

[...] I knew that I was on official military business for a land-based armed force, even though I was on ship. [...]

[...] The head and the arms were clearest. [...]