“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] At the same time, I felt my familiar sensation, the thrilling tingling feeling of sound, begin to build up in my legs. [...]

[...] I remember that it resembled a beetle, was about half an inch long, was a beautiful light red-brown color, and lay helplessly on its back with its legs thrashing. [...]

[...] They’d broken off the animal’s legs. [...]

The fibers are more elastic in his legs, but his confidence is still poor, nor have you made any attempts to encourage him in that direction. [...]

[...] To us, even the potential for audible communication has always been as much a part of our creature states as arms and legs. [...]

[...] The rain spatters on my legs. [...]

(November 27, Friday, 9:45 PM: Good sensation of enlargement and of rising up in hands and forearms, and lower legs and feet. [...]

[...] Responsible—give us time here—for the severing of a leg of a manservant. [...]

[...] The dog’s legs could easily make the trip with planned or unplanned rests, but the animal is simply not aware that such a place or destination exists to begin with.

[...] Doug’s is unsteady, or wavering, because he held the envelope flat against his leg and tried to write on it with no other support. [...]

[...] It had short round wooden legs with a light brown finish, a cushioned seat and back [the back leaning back, of course] and was without arms. [...]

[...] As I lay on my back I felt residues of the sensation on the tops of my legs and feet. [...]

[...] Here is another point: Definite work may be done in a dream, but the physical arms and legs are not tired. [...]

At once, my feet and legs felt very strange, filled with a rustling sensation. [...]

[...] The sensation, a rich tingling or thrilling, began in both feet at the same time, and worked up my legs. [...]

[...] The dog lay on its back, legs up. [...]

(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. [...]

(We thought an apt connection with scale would be the “balancing” of the table on its two south legs as the male and female trios sat before it. [...]

[...] It was like a magnified tingling, or thrilling, suffusing the whole body, flooding up my legs into the abdominal and chest cavities; I was left feeling as though I might be lifted up and swept away. [...]

[...] Her backside and legs in particular have bothered her recently. [...]