“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(The lunch tray was late—1:40 PM—and then it wasn’t what we’d ordered. Someone had lost our menu, made out yesterday; I suspect it happened right here on the third floor. [Jane’s breakfast was what she usually gets, though.] She ate enough lunch to get full, after I’d gotten her ice cream, butter, and milk. A couple of the girls also gave me rolls, sauerkraut and hotdogs for supper this evening.

(In answer to some questions I asked, she said that when she reads with her right eye open and the left one closed, she gets no double vision. When she reads with the left eye open also, she can still read, but gets a “ghost image” of whatever is in front of her—my paintings on the wall at the foot of her bed, say—on the typewritten page as a miniature image. Or she may see two images off her left knee if she isn’t reading, though one of the images is a good deal fainter. But she said that the spasmodic darker type “means that I’m seeing color better.” I told her her vision would continue to improve, and am very enthusiastic about this.

(4:14. Jane’s feet were moving a little as I read a letter. “My right big toe is hot as hell inside,” she said. Circulation improving, I said. I opened the window wide, since she was quite warm. It was raining heavily, but warm.

(4:20. Grunts and groans and heavy breathing. Left foot up in the air. “It’s all right, kid,” Jane said several times to herself.

(4:30. Right arm going good in a circle, left foot moving, heavy breathing. Rest. Cigarette. Even as she smoked Jane’s left foot moved around, with the right one doing the same thing in miniature.