“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Eyes, neck so “erratic” I quit awhile. Frank drops in. Man to fix refrigerator and a fan—R. sees him on porch.)

Body steadily has “dropping down” feelings—head to toe, particularly right side.

[...] Considerable dropping down of right foot and top tendon: but as I walk, knees felt much softer, moving more, from hips too, felt funny but great....

[...] But Bob McClure drops in. [...]

[...] shudders, like a car trying to start; particularly something trying to drop or extend or lengthen in the right side of my neck between head and shoulders; and my sinus drain / with this, a willingness more to walk, difficult to describe; and I feel LIGHTER ON MY FEET; though I don’t weigh much when I walk I feel very heavy... [...]

[...] I know I determined to get money and through my work—so we could work—(while seeing to it that I could drop jobs); and started the anxieties and body habits which then... [...]

PM—couple just married drop in.

Late afternoon: felt something in right neck ligaments release or drop down that seemed to make right eye better (at right edge).

[...] The census usually drops over the holidays. LuAnn said the unit has never been shut down before because a drop in the census, though. [...]

[...] He begins with the pendulum and drops it, but neither do you encourage him to persist.

[...] Ruburt simply drops the issue for a while—and then he feels panicky—at times a quite normal reaction to a sense of powerlessness. [...]

5. Drop work sessions for a while – read once or twice a week.

[...] Jaw dropping and rotating, accompanied by some guttural sounds. [...]

[...] LuAnn came in to give eye drops, Cathy to take temperature—97.8—and Lynne to do blood pressure. [...]

[...] More work than is apparent has been done, for the right leg had to drop considerably. [...]

(“What about those sudden movements he said he made with his legs last night, when the nurse dropped the cigarette on his bed?”)

[...] —had accidentally dropped the lighted cigarette, and Jane had jerked her legs out of the way to avoid being burned, or to avoid the threat of injury. [...]

On this hazy, lazy day
All thoughts drop to sudden end,
As if the sullen air
Into itself a puncture drew,
So trees and houses and all we know
Were gently drawn to follow through —
Then quickly, like a holocaust,
A container tipped at end at last —
All our thoughts slide away
Into a hole that time has made.

Old hates lie in wait for the infant
As he grows into a man,
Then they leap upon him
When he puts his father’s coat on.
When the father’s bones drop into the grave,
The lice flock up as the dark earth falls
To feed on a son’s guilt love.

My fingers are leaves that rustle and drop.
Birds fly through the eyes of my skull.
Clouds float atop my spinning head
And stars burn the moons of my toes.

[...] During the night I was awakened several times, with that peculiar soreness in thighs and arms; at the same time my jaws dropped noticeably and I could feel motion going through my body. [...]

[...] Drop the package, as it were, as a unified group of perceptions. [...]

In our just-previous exercise, when I spoke of having you let your clear perception drop away, and told you to disconnect vision from hearing, you were drifting in terms of your own home station. [...]

[...] When you alter your consciousness, again, you automatically begin to let old organizations of data drop away. [...]

[...] When you begin to alter your perception, then, and your habitual picture of reality drops away, you may well find yourself encountering in distorted fashion elements of your own reality that you have up to then studiously denied or ignored.

[...] It worked well, and came about spontaneously when I dropped my notebook on the bed when Jane asked me to get her water. [...]

(When I seemed exasperated when Jane asked me to do something for her, and dropped my notebook on the bed, she at once felt a strong fear that she’d exasperate me beyond bearing — that she couldn’t afford to get me mad at her. [...]

I was simply dropping in on you briefly upon your return. [...]

[...] Bill dropped by on the evening of January 2, 1964, and on the spur of the moment I suggested that the three of us give it a try.

[...] Her voice dropped considerably in volume and I really had the sensation that she was indeed speaking for someone else (rather than for a subconscious personality, for example, who just called itself Seth).

[...] Her head dropped lower. [...]

[...] We decided to hold one other session to see what Seth had to say about the affair, and again we considered dropping the experiments, book or no book. [...]

[...] Those people will either drop out of your experience or you must drop them from yours.

[...] Cells, as entities, do not drop off like apples; I was using, I suppose, a kind of shorthand I believed was clear in the context given.

[...] You believed for a short time what I have been trying to tell you, and then dropped the experiment.