“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Jane reports a continuing series of physical changes throughout her body—from the legs and ankles to the shoulder blades, elbows, ribs, etc. [...]

Manipulations in the left elbow (pause), left knee and ankle...

[...] Jane showed me how both elbows have loosened up enough so that she can move her forearms down another inch or so—a good sign, I told her. [...]

[...] Tell him also to shake his arms downward from both the elbow and the shoulder, and in a playful manner, as if he were a rag doll perhaps. [...]

[...] Buy some peanut oil indeed, and rub it on the elbows and shoulders and knees for three days. [...]

[...] Much of the time she leaned forward in the rocker, her elbows on her knees, her hands clasped. [...]

[...] For the most part she was still leaning forward in her rocker, her elbows resting upon her knees, her head tilted down somewhat as she spoke.)

[...] To use his abilities fully both had to operate smoothly and simultaneously, and give each other freedom and elbow room. [...]

[...] She also wore a small patch on her left elbow, which she’d knocked somehow — perhaps in hydro — so that it was quite sore.)

[...] But what about my wife’s elbows, and her fingers? [...]

[...] His body is ready to be released, even areas such as the elbows, and dispersion has taken place here. [...]

[...] It is a pulse that beats within you and the pupil of your eye and the big toe of your foot and your elbow. [...]

[...] It has the capacity for developing sense organs that, practically speaking, will not be developed if the cell becomes an elbow or a knee, but the capacity is there. [...]

[...] (Jane cradled her arms in this characteristic gesture.) The elbows then bent, straining toward this position, representing a need for comfort, and the attempt to comfort himself. [...]

[...] a possible weak point in the right elbow... [...]

(With emphasis, while Billy slept curled up against my left elbow as I sat on the couch writing down Seth’s material:) Animals know that their own lives spell out life’s meaning. [...]

[...] [Was Jane’s elbow dropping, so the hand rose up? [...]

[...] You create your little toe and your elbow and the pupil of your eye and your legs. [...]

[...] As she has done often lately, she spoke a good deal of the time while sitting forward in her rocker, her elbows resting on her knees, her head tipped down to some degree.)

[...] I had laid pen and paper by my elbow, and now I reached for them.

[...] As he’s taken to doing lately, our cat Billy jumped up on the couch and ensconced himself in a ball tight against my left elbow as I took Jane’s dictation.)