“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Then listen to me. Do not automatically comb his hair for him in the back, in the mornings. Have him try to do it himself. If he cannot, he should feel free to ask you to do so.

[...] Discovering it involved a patient combing of many sessions and notes. [...]

[...] It is easier for you to comb Ruburt’s hair in the back. [...] It would help him more if you actively and lovingly encouraged him to comb his own hair, and told him that he could do it better each time.

[...] Fleas, for example, actually help increase circulation, and constantly comb animal’s hair. [...]

[...] I gave her the hair barrettes, combs and other accoutrements, which I was pleased to see she liked, and she gave me a vest which Debbie had picked up for her, and an umbrella which Margaret Bumbalo had picked up for her. [...]

[...] Ruburt enjoys your combing his hair, because then you are touching him. [...]

[...] He had brown hair combed straight back, almost a double chin, a sharp nose and high forehead, and in his right hand he held a microphone; he was talking into it, giving a lecture on something to do with weights. [...]

If he could not reach out to comb his hair correctly then he was no good, a cripple for life, and useless. [...]

[...] and an extra charge of electricity, noticeable perhaps when you are combing your hair...

[...] The one in my vision was a thin man in shirt sleeves, perhaps in his late thirties, with thick straight brown hair combed straight back, a thin very friendly face with a generous mouth. [...]

(Jane’s blond hair — which was to turn quite black — is neatly parted and combed, and she wears a barrette in it. [...]

[...] Since then, the condition got worse until for the last month or so I haven’t been able to get my right hand in my jean pockets, or comb my hair, or anything without severe pain in my right shoulder blade and right hand to the fingers.