“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(At first I thought it was a trick of sunlight—which was quite diluted as it came through the room’s east windows—but all of a sudden I stopped to look at the painting as it sat on the shelf I’d built high up on the south wall just inside the door. For a moment I was almost transfixed—for the painting, I suddenly saw, was alive. The girl’s violet eyes stared down at me as though they would move behind their violet glasses at any moment. I stared. She stared back. And I felt life there. The flesh and hair and sweater looked alive even though they never moved. Yet I half expected them to. It was a meeting of eyes.

(I rubbed Oil of Olay into her feet. ankles and calves, and inside both hands as she lay on her side. I talked to her body once more in my process of dehypnosis. I could feel changes in her hands especially. They weren’t so tight; I repeated that I wanted to feel the tension drain out of the backs of her hands. Already I think the skin coloration on the backs of her hands is better, the tension not so great. I told her that her body knew perfectly well how to repair and regenerate her hands, just as it did every other part of her body. I could feel my efforts helping.