“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(During lunch Jane’s broken right leg and right foot were bothering her considerably after I’d turned her on her back. I’d given her aspirin. I tried a little dehypnosis, stroking the leg and foot and talking to them. Jane was making noises of pain and discomfort, though after a while she stopped this while she ate. Then she told me my “treatment” had helped a lot, beginning a few minutes after I stopped.

(After everybody had made their rounds concerning her vitals, which were all normal, Jane said she might try for a short session. “Maybe I need a little session, at least every day, just to keep my spirits up,” she said. She was quite upset because of her discomfort in her right leg after I’d first turned her on her back before lunch.)

(I was shocked—because I discovered a vast amount of tension in her left leg. So much so that it was jammed against her broken right leg, and I had difficulty getting the pillow between her knees before turning her. Her whole leg was tense; I could feel the tension in all the tendons and muscles. I was amazed at the tension in the leg. I couldn’t understand how she could stand that situation, evidently day after day, and not realize what she was doing, what was happening. It must put a terrible strain upon the knee joint, I told her. I began massaging the leg with Oil of Olay and talking to it. It helped, I could tell, but not enough, since by then I had her on her side. I rubbed the lotion into her hands and feet also.

(Once when Jane dozed before I turned her, she woke up with a start. But she said she hadn’t been asleep: “The start was because I hurt.”

(The supper tray was late. After a nap I turned Jane back on her back at 5:35, and massaged her left leg again, doing a much better job this time. I told her I was “upset” at the tension in the leg, and wanted to see it dissipate. I could feel the leg respond. She said she had to do something so as not to get discouraged, and I told her not to let herself get discouraged. Her right wrist began to revolve better, and her doubled-up fingers loosened a little more—more progress.

(Since supper was late in coming, we didn’t get through until 7:30. I was starting to get my stuff together when Jane asked me to get the Seth notebook out again. When Seth came through her voice was a bit hoarse, but with good subdued power.