“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Jane began some head and shoulder movements, and her left foot joined in. [...]

[...] My arms and legs, and head and neck, began to feel looser and looser. [...] My head flopped back against the couch. [...]

(But nevertheless, I knew I was having a most beneficial experience, and one that might very well head off other, deeper troubles. [...]

[...] The difficulty with walking, physically now, is caused by the head and neck areas, which are being released. Physically now, tension causes the head and neck difficulty. [...]

Since our last session, very significant activity has accelerated in the entire head area. [...]

[...] But she reported “new things” releasing in her head area, and the back of the neck, that had been “tight as a fist.” [...]

When he is in error he sees himself as an old hag, overly cautious with his psychic work, knocks himself over the head for not being freer about it, distrusts it, knocks himself over the head for distrusting it, fearful of emotional expression. [...]

[...] The head, neck, and shoulders are being worked on to further strengthen the arms and fingers — hence the transient condition of the eyes.

First, Seth’s headings for the six chapters of Volume 1 give a broad outline of his material in that book:

Wait for a moment and see how much of that they have gotten through their heads and then read the rest. [...]

(This time it began in both my feet and moved up my legs to my hips, then manifested itself in the back of my head. [...]

[...] She also felt her head was down onto her shoulders, and this is another attribute of Bill’s drawings.

[...] I felt but a light lingering of the thrilling effect, mainly in the back of my head; the lethargy was gone. [...]

(Jane resumed with her head resting on her crossed arms as they lay upon the table. [...]

Ruburt’s ego reared its rather belligerent head during break. However, even this head is more kindly of late.

[...] Good drawings, and I still remember one profile head in line, quite clearly.

(Jane shook her head in mock concern, her eyes closed.)

[...] Jane also has increased movement in other parts of her body; she can move her head from side to side much further, and her arms and shoulders work better, she said. [...]

I shall never be adult
But I am growing wise
Like some crazy holy child
With ghosts inside its head.

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.

[...] Sketch whatever comes into your head. [...] When you feel like sketching or painting, when an idea springs into your head, try it immediately. [...]

[...] Her head rotated better on her neck, etc. [...]

[...] Overall tension on the jaw has contributed, but that is lessening as the neck and head are released. [...]

[...] She was aware only of the shape of the head, as it began to move closer toward her. [...]

[...] Ears must have been close to the head. [...]

By then, however, Ruburt began to fear that he was headed for trouble—that he was too impetuous, headstrong and impulsive. [...]

Now, what would that extreme behavior consist of “at its worst?” He felt that if he were a person given to extremes, then to use his abilities he must apply due discipline so that his head was not turned, so that he did not become a victim of fame, as many other writers and artists did—or so it seemed. [...]

[...] It would be highly difficult to ask a man while he dreamed to prove the physical reality of the bed in which he slept, or the bedside table which was at his head, or to prove the existence of the wooden floor upon which the bed rested. [...]

[...] When these effects came on, Jane usually stood upright, with her head back to some degree; this made me think of a trumpet. [...]

(As before, Jane, on her feet again, stood just before her chair, threw her head back, and let the sound pour out. [...]

[...] I say again, if any small and simple treats of voice (louder again) will serve to make supposedly sane men stand up and listen (louder, strong, very strong; Jane’s head was thrown back as though to let the great voice out unimpeded) then so I will speak out in loud and hearty tones. [...]

[...] That is the heading.

[...] “Do you want some now?”
Rob shook his head.
“There’s something that wants you back at the board.
You’d better sit down again.”

I had been seeing everything that I’d been describing, and now the name just appeared in my head. [...]

[...] Rob didn’t know exactly what to do, so he just asked the first question that came into his head. [...]

[...] “I couldn’t see his head, shoulders, or even waist. [...]