“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Also considerable improvement left ankle; some in both wrists; left knee in process of loosening, also both arms. [...]

[...] Now she could move her arms far enough down to touch her thighs—something she couldn’t do yesterday. [...]

[...] After I turned her on her side at 4:50 I rubbed Oil of Olay into her feet, lower legs, and hands and arms as usual, talking briefly to each of those parts. [...]

[...] Left arm rotating, head and shoulder side to side again, then the right arm rotating. [...]

[...] My whole arm hurt as I picked up the receiver.... [...]

I put the statement together with the little I recalled from Seth’s session and then spent a few minutes feeling my body sensations: right knee—sore; arms—sore. [...]

[...] Last PM in bed left cheek jaw (bone?) opened much further —(same now); a further motion of neck ligaments to shoulders/arms. [...]

[...] As soon as she was out of trance Jane began rotating her arms once again. [...] I took her improvements with the arms as another indication of healing, along with her improved reading ability this afternoon.

[...] continues all evening; some additional motion, standing, to the left; left arm feels ready to let go; new sensations right upper thigh; left knee. [...]

[...] “Oh, my arms,” she said. [...]

[...] This came about when I tried to make her arms comfortable, and found her holding herself as rigid as could be — after all she’s supposed to know and have learned. [...]

[...] One other distinctive movement involved a seeming vault into the air while Carl held the table at arms length. [...] At first the table seemed to move Carl around in circles, continually being ahead of him, in that it ended up by twisting Carl’s arm awkwardly behind him; this made it very difficult for Claire, Jane and me to keep contact with the top. [...]

(Carl, being big and strong, could hold the table as he did, with but one hand, the arm extended straight out, for some little time. [...]

[...] Also Carl’s arm tired quickly, whereas before it had not. [...]

[...] She has been sleeping pretty well for the most part these days, but has had a great deal of soreness in her arms [and some spontaneous jerking movements accompanied by shooting pains; it seems the arms are lengthening somewhat]. The arm discomfort makes it quite difficult for her to move from either of her chairs to the bed and/or couch, however. [...]

[...] (Her eyes open, Jane gestured by clapping her upper arms; she has experienced muscle cramps and spasms in both deltoids recently.) He must now concentrate that same energy into three main fields or endeavors: poetry and the two books. [...]

[...] She said the cramps in her arms had seemingly disappeared; she felt much better since the start of the session. [...]

[...] But as it began to improve, you see, the arm symptom developed. [...]

[...] Jane was moving her arms and hands to some extent during lunch. [...]

[...] I rubbed Oil of Olay into her feet, lower legs, arms and hands, talking to those parts as I “worked” on them. [...]

(Tonight at session time the small television set on its swivel arm was on, opposite Jane’s left knee. [...]

(“I sure hope so,” Jane said, and even as we talked she began to flex both arms back and forth, straightening them out farther than I’d seen her do in months. [...]

[...] She also rotated her arms in good style. [...]

[...] Jane’s arms were still rotating in good shape. [...]

[...] It began in the left leg and the left arm principally; then it spread to my chest and head. [...]

[...] Then sometime later I realized I’d been very comfortable, sleeping great, but was now getting sore again—hips in particular, and arms. [...]

[...] As the muscles continue to relax, the arms and shoulders will also free themselves. [...]

[...] During the night I was awakened several times, with that peculiar soreness in thighs and arms; at the same time my jaws dropped noticeably and I could feel motion going through my body. [...]

[...] It hadn’t sounded like him—only her, speaking somewhat haltingly and not too clearly as she lay flat on her back in the hospital mud bed, with her broken right arm held snugly against her ribs and chest by the blue and white canvas sling. [...]

[...] I offered support, touching her right arm without interfering with motion. [...]

(But she did quite well when I turned her, and I massaged Oil of Olay into her hands and feet, legs and arms. [...]