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(The feeling of swollen hands lasted for a couple of minutes then began to taper off. [...] Jane’s hands felt normal to her when she began dictating again, in a normal voice. [...]

[...] She still had a trace of enlargement in her hands, and could not get her wedding ring off. And I had a trace of enlargement in my right hand.)

[...] Also her hands felt fat again. [...]

As far as Ruburt’s fat hands and your own are concerned, this is in a very limited manner a hint of the qualities of extension that can be expected. [...]

(Jane handed the sketch back to Bill, who continued to stare into the dark bath doorway.)

(Jane picked the second sketch from Bill’s hand and paced about the room, talking as she examined it. [...]

[...] My writing hand felt no fatigue to speak of. [...]

[...] As soon as break arrived she announced that her hands felt fat. [...]

(November 15, Sunday, 8:30 PM: Moderate sensation; some enlargement in hands and feet. [...] My hands then felt as though they were crossed upon my waist, though actually they lay at my sides.)

[...] Good feeling of enlargement in tops of feet and hands, with duration. [...]

[...] Hands and feet enlarged on the tops again to some degree. [...]

Your own symptom, the hand, representing uncertainty in your work. [...]

[...] You felt that if your hand were surer you would be better recompensed. [...]

[...] (Pause.) Rest your hand a moment.

[...] (Pause, hand raised.) I am concerned over your arbitrary idea of age and advancement in terms of what you should expect at your age. [...]

[...] First of all, as far as the hands are concerned, to be left-handed or right-handed has to do with inner mechanisms and brain patterns that come before the motion of the hands. Characteristically, I operated in ways that resulted often in the primary use of my left hand when I was focused in physical matter.

Bill laughed and said, “I notice that you seem to be left-handed while Jane is right-handed.”

[...] If your recorder is suitably situated with the microphone easily at hand, then you can speak your dream with less effort than is required to write it down. [...]

I use one hand, and he uses the other primarily.

[...] Then my hands and feet felt somewhat elevated. After this came something new for me: while they felt elevated, my hands also felt quite strongly drawn toward each other, as through some kind of attraction. [...]

[...] On Tuesday, 7/28, I missed trying; on Wed., 7/29, 8:15 PM, I had a mild sensation in both my hands and feet, and a slight feeling of both categories being on a somewhat higher level than the rest of my body.

(My writing hand felt no fatigue. [...]

(My writing hand felt little fatigue. [...]

Would the library return—a symbol of both of your fears that creativity might not go hand-in-hand with some kind of relative comfort. [...]

[...] Others, however, did not have a hand in producing it. [...]

If, on the other hand, parents view the body as a healthy, dependable vehicle of expression and feeling, then their children will look at their own bodies in the same fashion. [...]

[...] Therefore, throughout this book we will be devoted to many ideas that may at first seem unrelated to the topic at hand.

[...] Hands far stronger, left hand definitely has resumed—overnight?—a far more normal appearance, and both much, much stronger; arms much better, neck flexible, shoulders; even think arms have ‘let down,’ a bit. [...]

[...] The 59th session furnishes an example of hand enlargement, which Seth labels as the attempt of the physical body to expand in rhythm with psychic, or inner, expansion. [...] As in the past, Jane’s sensation began to diminish as soon as the session ended; by the time I looked at her hand I could not see anything out of the ordinary.

[...] She delivered this material with some groping for the right words, evidently, and used many facial expressions and hand gestures as she did so. [...]

(Jane said that the fingers of her right hand had been slightly “fat” late in the session, particularly her index finger.

[...] Jane on the other hand had received visual data on many inanimate objects, particularly lights, light fixtures, door fixtures, etc.)

We shall have a session dealing almost entirely with the nature of energy gestalts, and you will see that while these pyramid energy gestalts do, on the one hand, achieve a unitary character and sublime intelligence, on the other hand they form only an approximation of humanity’s concept of a God. [...]

(My writing hand felt some fatigue. [...]

[...] My writing hand felt better.)

[...] She sat with her head down and a hand to her face. [...]

[...] A light bulb directly above, and a book in his hands or on his lap. [...]

An annoying physical symptom also, I believe in the left hand. [...]

[...] He says “Now see here, Seth, let’s have something definite,” and puts his hand out, like this.

Ruburt does not like the physical results of his plan on the one hand. On the other hand it was part of his method, a way of intensifying focus, increasing perception in a small area while also insuring safety, so that inner excursions would be balanced by a constant worrisome body that would urge him to return.

[...] His literal mind led him on the one hand to a rich diet of creativity and psychic experience, and to a situation in which he and Joseph could finally be financially free and not in that way threatened.

(Seth used Jane’s pillow data to go on to explain that she had a habit of sleeping with her hands tensed, or sometimes clenched, and that this allowed tension to move up her arms, across her shoulders and into the upper back and neck. [...] Suggestion re the hands would help, according to Seth.

(At 10:16 I handed Jane the 36th double envelope; as usual she took it from me without opening her eyes, then sat holding it to her forehead with her right hand. [...]

[...] The first section is now in the hands of her publisher.)

[...] Jane sat with her head down as she leaned forward, hands clasped, eyes closed.)

[...] Perhaps someday you will bring a handful of sand back from a Florida beach. Not enough to make a beach of your own, perhaps, but a handful in the middle of your living room table would be quite an achievement.

(At 4:45 PM, while talking to Jane in the kitchen as she prepared supper, I experienced the now familiar feeling of enlargement in my right hand. [...]

[...] She was still rocking back and forth, her eyes closed, her hands crossed at her waist.)

(“Was my swollen hand earlier this evening a sign that I’d sensed you?”)

[...] The day after she’d taken the second dose—in the morning, Saturday —Jane’s little finger on her left hand began to change color toward blue, from the middle joint down. This is the same hand on which her middle finger changed color a couple of weeks ago. [...]

[...] Head and neck, arms and hands, legs and feet all moved in concert. [...]

[...] Jane began another series of motions after a short rest, especially involving her right arm, wrist and hand. [...]

[...] She did well when I turned her on her left side, then massaged Oil of Olay into her feet, legs, arms and hands and neck. [...]

[...] The table was close by my right hand; I used it to take notes on. [...]

(Jane asked me her second question, as we sat with our hands on the pointer:

[...] Rock followed the hand of the will.

[...] For the most part she sat with one leg drawn up, an arm resting upon the knee, her hand to her head as though propping it up. She held a lighted cigarette in the other hand.

[...] In other words, the situations and conditions will not be out of your hands at any time. [...]

[...] She sat motionless on her chair, her head resting upon one hand. [...]

[...] Again her eyes closed, again her hand went to her chin, and again she used frequent and sometimes long pauses. [...]

[...] January 6, Wednesday, 11:30 AM: Achieved a light trance first, then felt as though my hands were crossed, but knew they weren’t. Extreme sensation of lightness and rising, as if from some pressure beneath me. Left hand moved occasionally of its own accord.

(Jane now paused, waved a hand and frowned. [...]

[...] My left hand moved by itself.

(January 8, Friday, 11:30 AM: Feeling of hands crossed again. [...]