“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] She held the papers easily enough in her left hand, as usual these days. [...]

(She showed me how she can still reach across her chest and up toward her left shoulder with her right hand and arm—a motion she began yesterday. [...]

[...] My writing hand felt no fatigue to speak of even though it had been a long and fast session. Neither Jane or I exhibited any other hand phenomena.

(Friday 6/19, 9:30 PM: Halfway through my induction into the desired trance state I became aware that my forearms and hands once again felt quite enlarged intrinsically, and also quite far apart, perhaps 6 feet or so, although as I lay on my back on the bed my hands were so close to my sides they touched my hips. [...]

[...] I think I may have touched the ball; certainly my left hand was curved and grasping as though about to pick up such an object. [...]

(Sunday 6/21, 9:30 PM: Once again while in the desired state I felt my hands and forearms become quite enlarged; and again in this state they felt as though they were far apart—again, 6 feet or so. [...]

[...] Her hands were raised to her closed eyes and she was not smoking.)

[...] Once more Jane sat with her hands raised to her temples; her eyes were closed. [...]

A letter by his hand. [...]

[...] I handed Jane the envelope for our 32nd experiment. [...]

[...] I will let you rest your hand, and I expect thanks for such practical help on my part.

[...] My writing hand was getting somewhat weary.

[...] He would never have fixed it with a screwdriver, if he had a screwdriver in his hands.

Rest your hand.

[...] Emphatically.) I am not, on the one hand, an easy author to deal with, because I speak from a different level of consciousness than the one with which you are familiar. On the other hand, my voice is as natural as oak leaves blowing in the wind, for I speak from a level of awareness that is as native to your psyche as now the seasons seem to be to your soul.

[...] I understood that she might be a little concerned about his starting a new book on such short notice; but on the other hand, I had no doubt at all that Seth — and Jane — could do it. [...]

Dictation: You must understand that in a manner of speaking, Framework 2 is on the one hand an invisible version of the physical universe. On the other hand, however, it is far more than that, for it contains within it probable variations of that universe — from the most cosmic scale, say, down to probable versions of the most minute events of any given physical day.

[...] On the other hand, that pattern is not rigid, but flexible enough to take advantage of changing circumstances, even as a plant will turn toward the sun though you move it from room to room while the sunlight varies its directions. [...]

On the other hand, you are part of what we are. [...]

On the one hand, in your terms, I have not reached that point yet. [...]

You are in good hands with either of us.

[...] On the one hand it set itself against spontaneity. [...] On the other hand Ruburt was spontaneously religious.

Are your hands tired?

[...] If the energies of the personality were turned further inward, or on the other hand turned further outward toward the outside world, there would be an improvement in terms of additional, recharged energy.

[...] There has been trouble with a hand, also an ear. [...]

(After the session Lorraine told us she has had no throat, ear or hand difficulty.)

[...] The fingers were very sensitive, and since then he has always developed the ability to use his hands to advantage in nimble ways. [...]

(Then, the feeling of crossed limbs developed in my hands. Although as I lay on my back with my hands at my sides, and knew my hands were so positioned, I began to have the feeling that they were crossed at the wrist and lying upon my waist. [...] Finally it became so definite that it required a formal act of will on my part to prevent myself from definitely moving my hands to make sure they were not crossed upon my waist.

(Long pause.) The most important aspects of individuality are those subjective characteristics that on the one hand distinguish each person from the other, and that on the other hand are each like sparkling psychological mosaics, giving separate, exquisite individual versions of that larger pattern from which mankind emerges. [...]

[...] And moreover, I am stating that the value fulfillment of the individual and the species go hand in hand.

(I then began to feel an enlargement in both of my hands, and in the left side of my face as it lay upon the pillow. [...]

(At the same time, I would get the feeling that the fingers of each hand were united or combined into thick clublike paws, as though I was wearing great baseball gloves. [...]

(I recalled, also, that as I was drifting off to sleep upon retiring that evening, I had been aware of a slight sensation of tingling or thrilling in my hands. [...]

[...] These would not include, either, the “fat hands” sensations that Jane and I experienced during sessions.)

[...] Jane was moving her arms and hands to some extent during lunch. [...]

[...] I rubbed Oil of Olay into her feet, lower legs, arms and hands, talking to those parts as I “worked” on them. [...]

[...] Such differences or variations are very noticeable at a certain level, if you have more fingers than you are supposed to, or less, or two thumbs to a hand, or any other condition that is considered an abnormality.

I clap my mental hands
and say, “Of course,”
and you change again
into a new version
that I’ve always known before!

Holding hands is most helpful. [...]

(During last Saturday’s effort Jane, Bill and I sat in different parts of the room, not holding hands of course. [...]

[...] We burned incense during the evening, and while holding the seance sat at a coffee table and held hands.

(Jane also likened this feeling, which she called feeling a “certain way,” to the rhythmical, not-too-strenuous opening and closing of a hand. Note also that she used this hand analogy to describe a pulsation in the 139th session. [...]

[...] Yet it is the same consciousness, on the other hand, because it is that which has extended itself. [...]

[...] As usual I handed Jane the sealed double envelope. [...] She took a sip of milk, then sat with her left hand to her face.)

[...] As usual Jane sat with her hands raised to her closed eyes while giving the data. [...]

[...] She began to read yesterday’s session while I did mail, and once again she started out holding the papers on the left side with her left hand. Then shortly afterward she also began using her right hand on the right side. [...]

(Jane had read my summary of yesterday’s events, holding the pages up with both hands in what already seems like a more normal way for her—as if she’d been doing so all along. [...]

He did of course care deeply, (and had) his interpretation of your feelings: he believed that the symptoms served you both, that you would on the one hand object, give lip service against his methods, but that underneath they provided you service.

[...] On the other hand he was convinced of your deep loyalty and love, and knew that you did want him to succeed and use his abilities.

[...] On the one hand you said “Good girl,” and on the other complained about the undesirable side effects. [...]

Hand it to me. [...]

(Eyes closed, Jane leaned back in her rocker with the folded letter in her right hand.)

On the other hand, more complicated organizations of consciousness are necessary to form, enter, and vitalize the more complicated physical structures. [...]