“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] She is doing well in the bathroom with the new chair, but still feels momentary panic when she has to move from her chair onto the bed; I help her do this. [...]

[...] She also said that her left foot now moves quite often while she’s in bed. [...]

[...] I’d looked in while passing this noon; her bed had been empty, although two people had sat in the room talking.

[...] I woke up stewing around 3:00, and got up for about an hour before returning to bed. [...]

[...] These manipulations are being accomplished without “bed rest,” or incapacitation, and without drugs. [...]

My dreaming self
Looked in the window
And saw me on the bed.
Moonlight filled
My sleeping skull.
I lay nude and still.

My dreaming self
Lay on the bed.
I stood aside with awe.
“Why, both of us are one,”
I said. [...]

[...] One of my own goals is to see her be able to turn over in bed by herself. [...]

[...] This afternoon as I was changing her dressings, the little finger of her left hand began to turn darker as she lay on the bed. [...]

(I then “came to” on the bed, sat up, and saw that it was 8:45 PM. While watching the girl, I had no sensation, or memory or awareness, of lying on the bed. [...]

[...] Jane lay on the couch in the living room, I used the bed in the room next to my studio. [...]

[...] She’s also working on her autobiography, From This Rich Bed; this has been under way for some months.

[...] I wish I were in bed this minute….”)

(10:22.) Your side bothers you when you want to be on the right side of yourself, as in the old term, getting up on the right side of the bed. [...]

(She lay back upon her bed and pillow, half crying at times, speaking with a choked voice often, and once again with a different rhythm — one broken by long pauses every few words, as yesterday.)

[...] Keep it with a pencil or pen by your bed. [...]

[...] Write them down at once, before getting out of bed. [...]

The present within which you seem to experience the dream is not, however, the present in physical time — the present in which your body lies upon the bed. [...]

[...] Not bad, I thought, for someone who hadn’t left the bed all night!

[...] And in bed that night, I wondered what would have happened to Jane had I not survived …)

[...] She’d started moving it on the bed, along with head motions off the pillow. [...]

[...] I didn’t understand all she said, but something about the Infirmary, beds, and what she’s been telling people. [...]

[...] Sit on the edge of the bed, or get in a lounge chair. [...]

[...] As a rule most of you wake up in the same bed in the same house or town, but certainly you wake up as the same person in the same century. [...]

[...] I had some difficulty coming out of the trance state and did not realize the fact of the projection critically until I lay in bed.

[...] At 4:30 I rang for an aide, since the medicine bag was empty on its pole at the head of Jane’s bed. [...]