“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] The signs of healing on the ulcer on the outside of her right knee are very pronounced, compared to the size of the wound there when it had burst after she broke her leg. [...]

[...] She tried twice, but her feet and legs just wouldn’t support her, much less navigate well enough for her to walk. [...]

There is a relaxation going on, and a loosening between the hips and the legs, that causes other large muscles to hold back to maintain balance temporarily, to move more slowly to compensate for the unaccustomed looseness of other portions. [...]

[...] She even wondered “if they have any kind of wheelchair I could use to get around in …” I said I doubted if she could fit in any kind of chair until her doubled-up right leg began to open up more. [...]

[...] Toes of both feet moving to some extent, although today the right leg has been pretty quiescent. [...]

(Her knee movement continues to improve a bit each day, as she kicks her legs back and forth. [...]

[...] It seems to be a sign that the bodily changes reach all the way down the legs to the toes. [...]

[...] “I’m not sure I should even think about it,” she said, still yawning, but I think the relaxations reached to about here,” and she touched her legs just above her knees. [...]

[...] She has been walking stiff-legged.)

[...] Now bear with me for a few moments, realizing as you do so that there is in reality no distinction between the atoms and molecules within your precious bodies and the atoms and molecules that fly about the room quite innocently and free; realizing also that there is great space between the atoms and molecules within your body, and that if some very small person were flying through they would find your bodies as large as a galaxy; realizing also that the skin that seems so solid to you is very open, indeed, and does not separate you so much from the universe, as it connects you with the universe; and that there is little division between the atoms and molecules in those knees and those legs and the atoms and molecules that form the floor upon which the legs and knees seem to rest. [...]

[...] Then I massaged Oil of Olay into her feet, lower legs, hands and forearms, talking to those portions, each in turn. [...]

The conscious mind does not even know, and cannot of itself command, the legs to walk across the floor. [...]

But the legs do walk, and the dream universe does exist. [...]

[...] He carried no staff, and had what was apparently a brownish long robe flapping about the calves of his legs. The legs were thin. [...]

(Jane told me that this morning in hydro her right leg “opened up quite a bit” as she lay on the litter. [...]

[...] Jane lay nude on her left side with the pillow between her legs. [...]

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

[...] You all look quite alike, with one head (amused), two arms and legs, and so forth, as a rule. [...]

Other adjustments are being made first to insure overall balance and coordination, as work is being done on the knees, leg muscles and feet. [...]

[...] The right leg of the A is cut shorter than the left leg. When Jane saw the monogram she said the A represented a framework to her, like an A-frame house, and that the right leg was shorter.

(Jane and I talked about her legs, motion, and so forth as I was getting ready to leave at prayer time. [...]

[...] Jane said that while I was shopping today she’d dreamed or felt herself walking around the card table—not perfectly straight, but as though testing her weight upon her legs. [...]

[...] I think I’ve got psychological jet leg,” she said—a great phrase. [...]