“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Both feet moved, head and chest pumping up and down rapidly. [...]

[...] Edgar hypnotizes Maria and she, by scanning lights which she sees in the patient’s chest, can read the symptoms. [...]

“Dream locations are not superimposed upon, say, the bed and chest and chair. They exist composed of the very same atoms and molecules that in the waking state you perceive as bed and chest and chair. [...]

[...] While dreaming you cannot find the bed or chest or chair; and awake you cannot find the dream location which was there only moments before.”

Now, I am glad that now I understand what you expect, and in our next class you will beat your chest. [...]

[...] This automatically released, exercised and relaxed areas of the chest, shoulders and back. [...]

(My own chest difficulties are much improved, although at the same time I’m not doing any additional hard physical labor. [...]

[...] When I got to 330 Jane told me that Shawn Peterson had been admitted to intensive care last night with chest pains, but that the tests so far have been negative. [...]

[...] The head tensions and those ligaments, however, are keys that before locked the shoulders, arms, and chest in a given position, forcing the knees to bend for the sake of balance.

You, Joseph, were the pudgy, hairy-chested and lecherous landowner, and the town was Triev. [...]

[...] Not his contemporary, your son, but a barrel-chested, white-haired and lecherous, lustful old geezer—

[...] After returning to the house, I felt a return of my own panicky feelings in my chest and throat as I made ready for a nap. [...]

(“What was that feeling he had today in his chest, back, and body, like an electric pulsation?”)

[...] It was like a magnified tingling, or thrilling, suffusing the whole body, flooding up my legs into the abdominal and chest cavities; I was left feeling as though I might be lifted up and swept away. [...]

[...] The sensation in my chest was very strong. [...]

(After her visit I began to feel a resurgence of the same uneasy, even panicky, chest symptoms that I’d experienced on occasion before while Leonard has been sick. [...]

[...] At 9:20, she told me about the “shuddering” feeling she’d experienced in her chest in Rochester, after I had first mentioned the above question to her. [...]

[...] He suffered from the attacks of “magicians” who were stealing his energy: “Plates” of energy were being stripped away from his chest in layers, until he feared his inner self would be exposed. [...]

Standing outside the screen door, Fred closed his eyes and dropped his head down to his chest. [...]

Many small objects on display, and a chest of large proportions. [...]

[...] Slight but definite feeling of cavity where chest is. [...]

[...] Then at close to 10 PM a technician wheeled in a portable X-ray machine to shoot Jane’s chest. [...]

[...] That feeling of freedom is fantastic,” she said, then tried an analogy: “I’m as free as a great runner who breaks a world record when her chest hits the tape….”