“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] At the same time our cat Willy began to cry and try grasping at Jane’s legs and ankles. [...]

[...] As session time approached our cat Willy put on one of his performances, persistently diving at Jane’s legs and ankles; as usual he calmed down as soon as the session began.

[...] My lower legs and arms felt very light indeed, like feathers.

The Jesuit notices a three-legged dog. [...]

[...] She also had other rapid bodily movements, in a more extended fashion, in the arms and legs. [...]

I was particularly aware of my lower astral legs, hovering above the physical ones, and took great pleasure in wiggling them about, enjoying the marvelous sense of freedom and lightness they possessed. I knew my physical legs couldn’t move this freely, although they are in good condition. My astral legs felt rubbery, so loose and flexible! [...]

[...] Back leg muscles are indeed lengthening, as are the arms. [...]

There should not be any rubber on or near the body, nor on the legs of the bed, for example. [...]

The Jesuit notices a three-legged dog. [...]

[...] As I turned her she said that this morning in hydro she’d felt more movements in her right leg—it had opened up more—and in the muscles of her upper back and her neck. [...]

[...] She called me several times during the night to massage her legs and feet, reporting many strange sensations in them. [...]

[...] She sat on the divan, her legs drawn up beneath her, across the coffee table from me. [...]

[...] My legs felt as though the bed was bent downward beneath them. [...]

[...] Functionally, as the muscles release, balance in the legs must still be maintained. [...]

[...] This week Ruburt has regained additional motion in his right foot, with a loosening of ligaments and muscles—important ones that will help the stretching of the legs. [...]

[...] This applies to every illness, whether it is a broken leg suffered from an accident, or an ulcer. This doesn’t mean that we consciously make a choice in the way we’re used to; we don’t sit down and say, “Well, I think I’ll get a broken leg this afternoon at three in front of Rand’s drugstore.” [...]

[...] “This put pressure on the right big toe which affected an artery up the right leg. [...]

My heartiest regards and a fond good evening to you, and (pointing to Willy Two, who was jammed up against my left leg and elbow as I tried to write) to your friend there.

[...] Frank Longwell visited later this afternoon, and applied to Jane’s legs and back a heating device he’d lent us some time ago. [...]

[...] A couple of minutes later she said, “Every time I start to compose myself for a session my legs start moving—but I shouldn’t complain about that, should I? [...]

[...] She’s lost a great deal of weight; her arms look skeletal — so do her legs to a lesser degree.

[...] It was a magnified tingling, or thrilling, suffusing the whole body, flooding up my legs into the abdominal and chest cavities. [...]

[...] It began in the left leg and left arm and then spread to my chest and head. [...]

I would suggest that our friend with the ulcer read our last two previous sessions, for this will bring home to him the fact that he does indeed, literally, consider his ulcer as much a part of himself as an arm or a leg. He considers the ulcer, in fact, more real and necessary than an arm or a leg, since his whole life now revolves about this illness.