“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Jane went to hydro this morning as usual. Dr. Gibson and a new colleague visited her briefly also. Yesterday they took blood for tests. When I got there at 1:10 this noon a new nurse—a “floater”—was hooking Jane up to her antibiotic, Kefzol. Seems the gal had read Seth Speaks and The Seth Material. She also had a friend—a Ms. Coleman—who had visited Jane from New York City 10 years ago.)

His decision not to get weighed (some months ago) was a good one, and at the time it gave him some breathing space, so to speak, which he did use to advantage. He is now assimilating nourishment well enough so that the body can heal itself, and gain some weight besides. It is indeed important that you reread the sessions, and Ruburt’s improved reading status today (when Jane read yesterday’s session after lunch today) should at least give you a glimmer of the improvements that are possible—improvements that will indeed occur as you continue with our “program.” I suggest a brief break. Though if I do not return do not be discouraged, as, again, I am working in line with those rhythms of which I have spoken.

(3:43 PM. As soon as she was out of trance Jane began rotating her arms once again. This time, also, she could reach up in the air higher, especially with her left hand, than she’d been able to do yesterday. I took her improvements with the arms as another indication of healing, along with her improved reading ability this afternoon.

(I was greatly pleased that Seth answered one of my two questions, by saying that Jane did not have arthritis. This meant, I told her, that she didn’t have to think of herself as having “an incurable disease.” It would also free both of us from speculating about drugs that would “cure” arthritis. I can already see how her healing is going to influence future books, or notes I may write—for I’ll have to explain how the diagnosis of arthritis came about in the medical profession, how erroneous it was, and why we went along with it for so long, while all the time knowing, or at least feeling, that it wasn’t so, that there was more involved than Jane having “an incurable disease.” Interesting. Should make mighty interesting reading some day.

(Then another interesting little event—another sign—took place as I was preparing to leave room 330 tonight at 7:00 PM. Jane cried out and said she had a sudden sharp pain in the instep of her left foot, and that right after that she felt the foot move “sideways” in a way it hadn’t done for a long, long time. Instinctively I reached out to touch the foot as she explained what had happened to me, and she cried out even louder. But I could see the foot moving, seemingly all by itself. I was delighted, and so was she. It seems to be a sign that the bodily changes reach all the way down the legs to the toes. Trust the body, I thought to myself as I drove home: It knows what it’s doing, and how to do it, without any help from “us.”