“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(I told Jane the important thing was that the areas hadn’t broken down, and that was what counted. She understood. She explained a bit later that she’d been upset—and blue afterward—about going to hydro this morning. New people were there to take care of her because Lottie and Darlene and Barb were pulled off for other duty—perhaps for some time. The male nurse who assisted Jane got her on the litter backward, Jane said. He had to be shown what to do, nor did he know how to move her. In spite of it all things went well, Jane said, though “they” ran the water more heavily than the old staff members did, and Jane said she couldn’t try to move her feet as easily with the increased pressure of the water. Darlene did help return Jane to 330, and showed the others how to put my wife back in bed. I told Jane I supposed it was a good thing that others learned how to handle her; someone could always get sick, or quit, etc., and Jane agreed. She seemed to have handled the episode okay.

(After a good lunch, Jane started reading aloud yesterday’s session. She didn’t do too well, although she improved on yesterday’s efforts. She finished half an hour later, at 3:30, and we discussed the above events, plus her quick motions involving the burning cigarette of the night before that.

(4:20. A few left leg motions. “It’s all right, don’t worry about the right leg,” Jane said several times as she lifted her left leg and rotated her foot at the ankle gently. Her motions today were subdued, her grunts and breathing not so prominent. She said she didn’t try to do much in hydro because of the water: “I guess that’s just the way different people do it.”

(4:25. Left foot, head, moving gently. “My right leg is moving, but I guess you can’t even tell by looking at it,” she said. I saw a few spasmodic motions around the knee area. Jane lay with her hands crossed on her chest. I told her the right leg was starting, and that was good. She lifted her left leg and moved the foot. “When the right foot moves, the right ankle, then I stop,” Jane said. “I shouldn’t do that.” I reminded her that yesterday Seth had said the right leg discomfort was only temporary. She moved her head and torso up off the bed a bit, then groaned: “That right foot tried to come up off the bed.”

I speak merely to announce my presence. All in all, Ruburt handled this morning’s blues well—and with your help, since he told you about them, though he had considered not doing so.

The body is indeed continuing its improvements under my auspices, and under the auspices of other levels of the self, so that, again, a new higher organization comes into being in which indeed impediments do vanish. And as more freedom is experienced, so it is multiplied.

(Jane ate another good supper. I told her its obvious now that her body is filling itself in gradually, for it has a softer look. As I was getting ready to leave after reading her the prayer at 7:00 PM, Jane said she could feel that she could “take off” with more motions right then. Her left foot was moving. I told her that it was safe for her to move after I left—that is, when she was alone, I’d pulled up the guardrails, so she was in no danger of falling out of bed, etc. She knew that, and said she would do some movements. It was another sign of the body’s willingness to move at any time, I thought.

(I should note that when I say “I read her the prayer,” what I actually mean is that we read it aloud together—and have been doing so for some little time now. Jane has it memorized, though I don’t. But it’s obviously much more effective when we read it aloud together—both participating in its meaning, in other words.)