“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] She should give herself suggestions before sleep that she not sleep on her left side, but her right side instead. [...] Peggy said she didn’t think she slept on her left side; Seth said she did after going to sleep, and that suggestion would prevent this. Seth told Peggy not to lean on her left elbow during the day, especially at work. Even as he spoke, we saw Peggy leaning on her left elbow. Peggy said she may have the habit of leaning on her desk at the newspaper office with her left arm or elbow; she will check.

(Peggy Gallagher has been bothered in recent weeks by what she calls bursitis in her left shoulder. In the last few days the discomfort has moved down into her left arm; periodically she said the arm tingles, in a sensation similar to that felt when a limb has gone to sleep. [...]

[...] Jane began speaking as Seth at 11:45 PM, continued until about 12:15 AM, took a break during which the Gallaghers left, then resumed briefly, from about 12:30 to 12:45 AM with the Wilburs present. [...]

(Seth took a break at 12:15 AM, during which the Gallaghers left. [...]

[...] She ate a good lunch, even though dietary had left the ice cream off the tray. [...]

[...] Such as her impulse to hold a cigarette in her right hand again, or to reach out with her left hand to scratch her right thigh, or to hold the cup she uses in the morning to rinse out her mouth while the nurse does her teeth. [...]

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

[...] Left foot moved. [...]

[...] continues all evening; some additional motion, standing, to the left; left arm feels ready to let go; new sensations right upper thigh; left knee. [...]

[...] A few left leg motions. “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. [...]

[...] Left foot, head, moving gently. [...] She lifted her left leg and moved the foot. [...]

[...] Her left foot was moving. I told her that it was safe for her to move after I left—that is, when she was alone, I’d pulled up the guardrails, so she was in no danger of falling out of bed, etc. [...]

[...] 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. [...]

[...] This statue, with the row houses to the left and the street light: Following around the curve to the left, you run into a better-sectioned area, up a hill on a broad street now. [...] Later Jane was to say she was seeing this within, while yet being aware of still sitting in her chair.) Then the street curves again to the left, and beneath it are rocks—that is, a rocky ledge down to the sea, I believe.

[...] In this case, clear the left hip and leg area, and a small area in the front portion of the left shoulder. [...]

[...] The Gallaghers left Elmira by airplane this morning.

[...] And at this particular point, by this indention, no beach, though there is a beach to the left and right. [...]

[...] Jane made a few desultory movements with her left foot. I noticed another good sign, though: With her left hand she slid her glasses down her nose far enough so she could rub her left eye—then worked the glasses back up into position with the same hand. [...]

[...] Jane ate well Saturday, and did but a few mild motions with her left foot, head and shoulders, and arms. [...]

[...] I noticed at once that she has a much smaller patch on her left elbow—it’s approaching the state of healing the right one showed a couple of weeks ago. [...]

(I read the prayer with Jane at 7:05, then left. [...]

(The main thing I want to note is that after the catheter had been changed for the last time, Jane very nearly turned over on her left side by herself. [...]

(The day was warmer—40 degrees—but very damp, and ended up raining heavily by the time I left for home. [...]

[...] She said both her arms are working better, and that the web of skin between the thumb and the fingers, and between each finger, on her left hand, has softened considerably. [...]

[...] Her left eye was working poorly, cloudy. [...]

(At 3:19 she began a few subdued motions of her left foot as I worked with mail. [...]

(Earlier today she’d showed me how she’d discovered quite by “accident” that she could reach down to touch the inside of her right thigh with her left hand—farther than she’s reached in a long time. [...]

[...] There wasn’t any dressing on her left toes. [...]

[...] I turned Jane on her left side, and the move went well; she’s been doing the turning a good deal better. [...]

[...] I found out differently when I turned her on her left side after the session: For it turned out that she’d been lying upon a roll of tape that someone—Georgia or Phyllis, probably—had left lying on the bed when they changed her dressings this morning. [...]

(I learned the name of the enzymatic debriding agent, or ointment that’s been prescribed for the ulcer on Jane’s right knee, Travase Ointment [Sutlains Ointment], and copied down much of the information on the small tube one of the nurses had left lying on a table in 330. [...]

All of the body parts, left alone, seek the body’s overall fulfillment and free expression. [...]

[...] I left at 7:05 after going through the prayer but once with her. [...]

[...] This noon Paul O’Neill left me at the house Jane’s new lower teeth, so I could take them to her. [...]

[...] He left at 3:55. [...]

[...] After Cathy took her temperature—98.1—Jane told me that she could now reach farther under her right leg with her left hand than she could yesterday, even. [...]

[...] The left foot moved once in a while, the right one seemed quiet comparatively. [...]

[...] Jane moved her left shoulder in circles. [...] “There goes the left foot again.” [...]

[...] Jane’s forearms are still “soft,” and the index finger on her left hand still bends a little. [...]

[...] She started right up again as soon as Lorrie left.

[...] Left foot, too. [...]

(“and some designations on the other side of the object, perhaps in the upper left-hand corner.” Holding the envelope vertically in her right hand, Jane pinched the upper left corner of the envelope with her left hand. [...] The Art Shop address at the top of page 3 however is neither to the right or left, but centered. We don’t know if the upper left-hand corner data derived from Jane holding the object with page one facing away from her, for instance.

Perhaps a connection with a June date, and some designations on the other side of the object—perhaps in the upper left-hand corner. (Still holding the envelope in the vertical position and in her right hand, Jane lowered it enough so that she could touch the envelope’s upper left corner with her left hand.)

[...] Perhaps initials or date, in the upper left-hand corner, on the other side of the object.” Jane again indicated the upper left corner of the envelope, as she still held it vertically. This appears to be a repeat of the left corner data given on page 243, and as stated there, there is nothing in particular in a corner with the object held as marked on page 236.

[...] Perhaps initials or date, in the upper left-hand corner, on the other side of the object. (Jane again touched the object in the upper left-hand corner as she held it vertically. [...]

[...] She also was able to reach her left ear with her left hand again—and dug more wax out of the ear with a fingernail [index finger]. [...]

(When I turned Jane on her back at 1:15 this afternoon, and removed the foam-rubber doughnut from between her knees, she didn’t want me to massage her left leg as I’ve been doing lately. [...]

[...] After Peggy left I read Jane the one line Seth had given. [...]

[...] I left the two women talking at 7:15.)

[...] She resumed as soon as Lorrie left at 3:46.)

[...] More head and shoulder action, good side-to-side movements, talking to herself, left foot going good. [...]

[...] More head and shoulders, left foot, eyes closed, grunts and groans. [...]

[...] Left arm rotating, head and shoulder side to side again, then the right arm rotating. [...]

[...] Since she’s been in the hospital she’s always handled cigarettes with her left hand, leaving her right hand lying unused across her belly. If she wants to reverse the ends of a smoke because one is looser than the other, which she often does with Pall Malls, she does so by awkwardly holding the cigarette with her lips while using her left hand to try to turn the cigarette around before I light it. Now today, Jane automatically used her right hand to help her left hand reverse the cigarette—and didn’t realize she’d done so until I pointed it out to her. [...]

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

[...] Debbie had visited her last night, and received the money I’d left for her. [...]

[...] Using mainly her left hand. [...]

[...] Jane did a few mild motions with her head and shoulders and left foot—to the same extent as she’s been doing in recent days. [...]

(Debbie had left at 9:00. [...]

[...] The knee of the broken leg actually works quite freely, I remarked — much more so than the left knee. [...] In fact, when she’s lying down, her left foot impedes the motion of her right foot and leg. [...]

(The day was colder — 28 degrees — when I left for 330. [...]

Both of your “negative” dreams express left-over doubts and fears, and the old concept that the poorest rather than the best outcome of any event will happen. [...]

(Jane ate a good supper, and I left at 7:10 after reading the prayer with her. [...]

Drive to post office with R. Almost too many improvements to remember; much greater motion right ankle; considerable new motion left foot; left knee looser; also right knee, to lesser degree; head-neck areas and ligaments all definitely loosening; and jaw. [...]

(“It’s the left side that bothers.” [...]

In your mind, the left side represents the unconscious portions of the personality. [...]

The situation with Ruburt is such that conditions like the hand are transitory, as with other conditions that bothered him and left. [...]

[...] You avoided them, or rather, left them behind. [...]

(I now asked Jane to place the ring in the upturned palm of her left hand. Sitting on my left, she held my left hand with her right, and I joined hands with Bill on my right. [...]

[...] Jane felt her left hand immediately grow cold. [...] Jane, Bill and I hunched over the table, over the left hand. [...]

(Now, while Jane still sat with her left wrist pressed to the table, her hand, turning white in part again, rose several inches [perhaps three by my estimate] up from the table. My hands were held by Jane on my left and Bill on my right, but Bill passed his free right hand beneath Jane’s hand to see that it was actually rising and was not an illusion. [...]

[...] She sat with the wrist of her left hand pressed to the table top. [...]