“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(“After supper tonight I told Jane that I felt as though I was “near a breaking point,” that I might have to seek medical help. For what I wasn’t sure—a hernia, something wrong in my side, stomach, or what. She was upset. We’d slept this afternoon from 2:30 until 6. I’d hoped I would feel better with the rest, which I seemed to crave, but it hadn’t helped. Nor had paying the taxes this morning, although it could take the body a while to respond to any change in status or thinking, and I’d seen this happen before.

(“The trouble appears to be in the lower left groin or side, with ramifications at times in the left testicle. I don’t think the latter is the primary cause, though, even with the enlarged veins I’ve had there for many years. Today, my stomach began bothering; I’ve taken baking soda three times, and that seemed to help, if temporarily, each time. Walking also helps.

(“The pendulum repeated my insight of a couple of days ago—one that may be very important: that all of my upsets over the years, the stomach, the side, the groin, the shoulder—the whole bunch—stem from my consistent feeling that I’m a failure in life, that I don’t contribute enough, that I don’t help Jane enough, that I haven’t really made it as an artist or as a writer.