“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Timothy Foote arrived by plane from New York City at about noon, and left at 4:30 PM, driving to Saratoga and Skidmore College to see his daughter. Timothy Foote, Jane and I got along very well; seemingly we all liked each other. Timothy Foote was very interested in Jane’s abilities, and said he would like to return for a session with a recorder. He is to write to us.

(As it was, Seth spoke very briefly to Timothy Foote at about 3:00 PM, discussing some remarks all of us had been making about Freudian psychology. It wasn’t recorded or noted. At the time I thought the brief appearance a little odd, but when it developed that Timothy Foote wouldn’t be staying for supper, as we had planned, Seth’s appearance made good sense.

(Timothy Foote told Jane he would review Seth Speaks for the magazine. We didn’t ask him to do this. He told us his review for Richard Bach wouldn’t “be hostile;” he didn’t particularly like the book. Jane, liking Timothy Foote, told me later that had he stayed for the evening she would have had a session for him; yet we feel there were reasons he didn’t stay, and that things worked out for the best all around.

(4:05 More, stronger motions, head and chest sideways, left foot lifting up highest at the ankle that its done so far. Then Jane actually lifted the whole foot clear of the bed as it kept flexing. [...] When she rested, Jane said the foot “levitated.”

[...] Then she raised the foot three inches off the bed, flexing the foot at the same time at the ankle. [...]

[...] Foot down at last. [...] Then the foot began flexing again. [...]

[...] Her left foot and leg went up in the air, the foot rotating quite freely. “When I do that, that’s when the right foot wants to, too, and that’s when it starts hurting. [...]

(Jane said her foot and ankle are sore, and bothered her during the night—the right one, that is—but that it feels okay at the moment. [...] The left foot and leg are okay. [...]

(When I got to 330 this afternoon Jane pointed out to me that she wore no dressing on her right elbow or the little toes of her left foot. [...]

[...] Jane began making throaty noises and lifting her left leg up and flexing the foot—2” off the mattress. Her right foot started moving also. [...]

[...] Another bout of strong motion—head and torso sideways, left foot up in the air—crying out to me. [...] Now her right foot was definitely moving, the best yet. [...]

[...] After a cigarette Jane’s left foot began moving quite freely at the ankle in a new way. [...] “Now I’ve got that electric feeling in my toes—the one on my right foot next to the little toe prickles like crazy.” [...]

1. Right foot breaking loose inside; can feel bones bottom of foot when walking; put weight on it in a new way; and it moves with the knee. [...]

All of this changed my walking tonight; right foot trying to walk properly, but not synchronized... as I write, further new motion top of right foot. [...]

[...] My eyes were bothering me some, but I typed some James this afternoon; then Frank came in at 3:30; and Margaret B. came in to visit; I was annoyed; tired of people about, etc., but tried to be pleasant; as we chatted I felt my right foot and ankle changing. [...]

[...] She said that when she was alone in hydro this morning she felt her right foot [of the broken leg] lift up spontaneously at the toes. The left foot moved also. [...]

[...] Different motions were involved in the foot, and I could see the muscles in her left leg moving with the effort. [...] More and more the more inactive right leg and foot show signs of wanting to join in the daily dance of motion. [...]

[...] Left foot up in the air and flexing well at the ankle. [...] “You can feel the right foot wanting to come up off the bed, but only the toes makes it....” [...]

[...] Jane cried out and said she had a sudden sharp pain in the instep of her left foot, and that right after that she felt the foot move “sideways” in a way it hadn’t done for a long, long time. Instinctively I reached out to touch the foot as she explained what had happened to me, and she cried out even louder. But I could see the foot moving, seemingly all by itself. [...]

(As with Jane’s right elbow, after the foot moved I thought the skin coloration around the ankle and instep looked better, more normal, like skin. Before the foot [like the right one] had looked immobile and wooden, the skin stretched taut and dry and splotchy; there wasn’t any flexion in the toes, say. [...]

[...] Left foot, head, moving gently. [...] She lifted her left leg and moved the foot. “When the right foot moves, the right ankle, then I stop,” Jane said. [...] She moved her head and torso up off the bed a bit, then groaned: “That right foot tried to come up off the bed.” [...]

[...] When I got to room 330 I saw that Jane had the patches back on her right elbow and the little toes of her left foot. [...]

[...] “It’s all right, don’t worry about the right leg,” Jane said several times as she lifted her left leg and rotated her foot at the ankle gently. [...]

(Jane and I were most pleased to be included in Timothy Foote’s story about Dick Bach in the issue of November 13, 1972. [...]

(Timothy is Timothy Foote, book editor of Time Magazine, who interviewed Jane last Friday, October 13, concerning a cover story on Richard Bach, etc.)

(See regular 621st session, this date, for more re Timothy Foote, etc.

[...] Once head felt very full on that side, then the moisture felt as if it were flowing downward; pooling in ear maybe, then down neck—all right side; then as I continue to write and try not to concentrate on all this—a feeling in right leg below knee of blockage for a moment; uncomfortable; I massage it just for a minute; the feeling of moisture then goes into right foot. [...] Go back to work; then—suddenly move my right foot and it moves up and down quite a bit more—and feel easier and... [...]

Stopped writing these notes; getting some more good ideas for my preface— but the good feelings in my leg and foot continue; I want to call out to Rob and tell him, but feel constraint; he’s working on Unknown; I’ll disturb him ... [...] Do I think he’ll be annoyed—he might be—my foot feels joyful—quite a change! [...]

(Now today Jane had no patches on either her right elbow or her little toes on her left foot. [...]

[...] I tried to move her right foot down a bit, to make her more comfortable, but it wouldn’t go. [...]

[...] Her left foot was up in the air, rotating. [...]

(At 3:40 Jane began a series of foot motions. “Your left foot is way up off the bed,” I said. [...]

[...] Jane’s left foot rotated quite flexibly even as it rested upon the bed. [...] “The right foot’s moving more than it has been,” she grunted, and it was. [...]

[...] Her right foot moved in sympathetic motion, too. [...]

[...] Right arm going good in a circle, left foot moving, heavy breathing. [...] Even as she smoked Jane’s left foot moved around, with the right one doing the same thing in miniature. [...]

[...] When she reads with the left eye open also, she can still read, but gets a “ghost image” of whatever is in front of her—my paintings on the wall at the foot of her bed, say—on the typewritten page as a miniature image. [...]

[...] Left foot up in the air. [...]

[...] Before long she had her left foot and leg raised up a couple of inches off the bed. [...]

[...] While I worked on mail her left foot came up again—a good three inches this time, as she grunted and her head moved against the pillow. [...]

Ruburt can tell himself that the same energy that writes his books and that moved his foot up this afternoon can indeed heal those other portions of his body. [...]

[...] A gentle repeat of the above, with a little left-foot activity. [...]

[...] Jane’s body most definitely seems to be concentrating on its upper half, as it did yesterday, with only light motions in a leg or foot, say. [...]

(Now from 4:21 to 4:30 Jane went through several more sequences of exercising with her head and shoulders, side to side, accompanied by grunts and groans, and with her left foot moving in a rather gentle rhythm also. [...]

(“What’s the deal with my right foot?”)

[...] You see then why these various concerns focused themselves on the foot; a motor expression for inner desires in this case.

[...] Then her left foot, then the left arm and the right foot moved. [...]

[...] Earlier I’d told Jane that for the first time I could see the vein crossing over the outside ankle bone of her right foot—another improvement. [...]

[...] Jane’s left foot and leg began moving so much. [...]

(Before leaving I rubbed the sole of Jane’s right foot, which has been itching a lot. As I did so her left foot moved in rhythm — and she said she’s noticed more movement in it lately. [...]

(She had blood taken again before breakfast, from her left foot. [...]

[...] She woke me up crying at 4 AM, with flashing, shooting sensations in her right leg, from the hip all the way down to the foot. “By the time it reaches the foot, it almost feels good,” she said. [...]

(Then before supper on Saturday she began to feel new, very strange sensations: painful in the hip, but much more pleasant by the time they reached the foot. Sometimes she made nearly involuntary quick movements of the leg or foot. [...]

[...] She’d also noticed new sensation on the top of her right foot, an area she’d been quite unaware of for a long time.

[...] Jane was ready to be turned at once: She was uncomfortable with a folded pillow placed under her right foot, so that it raised her foot up too high and placed a strain on her right knee as she lay on her side. [...]

[...] Jane did a few mild motions with her head and shoulders and left foot. [...]

[...] “Now my foot’s going, and stuff,” Jane said, as soon as I mentioned turning her. [...]