“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(As in the 183rd session, Jane began to speak after break while sitting upright and cross-legged on the bed. [...]

(Still sitting upright on the bed, Jane resumed with her eyes closed, in a quiet voice and with pauses, at 9:47.)

[...] There was also a hobnail-type spread on the bed. [...]

In this case the body would appear visible on the bed while another, identical body would appear in the new location to which the personality-essence had traveled. [...]

(In the first one, after lying quietly for some time, and approaching the necessary state [close to sleep yet not asleep, but unaware of my body lying on the bed], I saw myself; I was at a public swimming pool in the summertime, although I saw no one else. [...]

[...] So vivid was this sensation that my whole body jumped, on the bed, and I was awake. [...]

[...] Last night when I helped her off it onto the bed, we discovered that she had soaked the cushion under her bottom for an area eight inches or so around—something she hadn’t done before. [...]

[...] Last night she was in agony in bed—all night. [...]

[...] I’d mentioned while she was still in bed this morning that I was going to call Dr. Kardon tomorrow morning, and tell her I wanted Jane back in the hospital. [...]

[...] But with the bed now out further toward the center of the room, with space on either side of it you see, so it is open and is not against the wall. [...]

[...] For many months now our bed has been in an east-west position.)

[...] “But now what I’ll have is a little milk, a cookie, and a cigarette—and go to bed,” she laughed. [...] Even sitting in bed, she remarked that she was picking up more of that generalized material from Seth.

[...] It enjoys good meals, a comfortable bed. [...]

[...] However, I had an excellent experience which was reminiscent of mine on November 19, in which my left heel felt as though the bed had disappeared beneath it. Today the same sensation came, but this time I felt that the bed was gone from beneath both legs from the calves down. [...] I could verify the fact of the bed beneath them in actuality, by exerting a downward pressure.

[...] Very important: he got up from the bed quite easily in comparison with earlier behavior last night—surprising himself. [...]

[...] I explained to Jane some thoughts I’d had in bed last night—that her returning home in reasonably good shape would solve all of our major challenges at this time: her career, income, insurance problems, physical freedom, the ability to travel if we chose—all of them, freeing us to start leading some sort of more-or-less normal lifestyle. [...]

[...] Out of these attributes, therefore, you chose what you now consider to be your hard-bed reality.

[...] She has had some remarkable improvements over the last two weeks especially—including one during the night: She lay in bed, “swooning” in near ecstasy, for two hours or so, and is writing her own account of this experience that was clearly a profound healing one.

[...] That is why he noticed the change for the better in bed, when he tried stretching his legs with no weight upon them.

[...] As it was, the condition lasted about three hours, ending only when we went to bed, past midnight. [...]

The next thing I knew, I was dreaming that two men stood by the bed, talking to me. [...]

Quickly, I rushed out of bed and opened the door into the next room. [...]

[...] She made some motions with her head and shoulders off the bed, side to side, with noises and harder breathing. [...]

[...] Each night’s dreams then provide you with a rich bed of creativity. [...]

[...] I got the nurse to help me hoist her further up on the bed so she’d be more comfortable, and that seemed to help. [...]

[...] Tell yourself before you go to bed that you can do it and then those of you who do stuff during the week, try to do it consciously using the same way we did it tonight. [...]

[...] I asked her to write a short account of what she’d just told me, and she produced it while sitting in bed, after she’d done her exercises:

The walking after dinner would be excellent, of course — the idea being, however, that if he became uncomfortable from sitting that he lie on the bed, perhaps before watching television for the evening.

[...] Thoughts appear, growing on the bed already laid. [...]

[...] That consciousness of your usual daylight hours, the ego consciousness, rises up like a flower from the ground of the “underneath,” the unconscious bed of your own reality. [...]