“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Willy, chasing after Jane, attempted to wrap himself around her leg. [...] Although he lost his grip, he leaped after her leg again and gave a loud meow.)

[...] He gave voice to several loud cries and finally succeeded in anchoring himself upon one of Jane’s legs. [...]

[...] He rubbed up against Jane’s leg, purring.

(As I massaged Jane’s left leg, she made so much noise — moaning — that Georgia came in. [...] Jane had more motions in her legs and feet especially. [...]

[...] I massaged her left leg especially before lunch; it helped.

[...] This vanished almost at once when I snapped to, feeling that a bug or something was crawling up my leg. [...]

[...] On Wednesday night there was definite improvement in my right knee and leg particularly; and left one too.

(When I got to 330 Jane was lying on her left side with a pillow under her left leg, as well as the sponge between her knees. [...]

[...] She had her left leg up in the air, head going up and down. [...]

[...] Her left leg came up off the bed and pillow in tune with the head movements. [...]

[...] Jane’s left foot and leg began moving so much. [...]

(She remembered to tell me that she’d had muscle spasms in her left leg last night, and that she got very irritated over it, but that they didn’t last long after she took her Darvoset. [...]

(I should note that starting yesterday I became conscious that I was doing a good deal of scratching of various portions of my anatomy—principally on my lower legs underneath my stockings, and on my forearms. [...]

(Then in 330 this afternoon I began to scratch again, and discovered red irritated spots on both lower legs and on the forearms to a lesser degree. [...]

[...] Now the itching has returned as I type this session, particularly on the lower legs. [...]

(At the same time, I was discouraged by the reading thing, although I felt it was connected to Jane’s right leg troubles—the break and the drainage. She’d told me today when I got there at noon that a second drainage spot had opened up on the leg wound, underneath, and that it too was draining. I’d noticed a different type of bandage on her leg. [...]

[...] If Seth came through, I said, I’d like him to comment on her reading difficulties, the dreams, and the two leg wounds. [...]

(She worked at straightening out her left leg. [...] But I pointed out that her right leg is already down a couple of inches. [...]

[...] Quite obviously, her hips and legs moved. [...]

[...] After her cigarette Jane began to groan and writhe on the bed, her head, torso, legs and feet all moving. [...]

[...] The legs are capable, for example, now of straightening out far further, but the entire relationship between every portion of the body is being worked upon.

[...] It was when he was worried about his own legs, and veins.

[...] “I want to have a session, but ever since supper time I’ve had the greatest feelings of healing and relaxation—especially in my legs. [...]

(She’s resumed walking a little bit both yesterday and today, and in more comfort than she’d had since the leg changes became more pronounced recently, and feels better about that. [...]

[...] I massaged her legs at 3:15, with good results once again. [...]

[...] I massaged her legs and arms first, and once again received good responses. [...]

[...] I massaged under her left knee when she asked me to, almost at once, and was pleased to see the motion in her leg, and head and shoulders, return once again. [...]

[...] I rubbed her legs a bit and got more responses, but tried not to overdo it.

(Jane’s motions, in the legs especially, were quite startling as I started massaging them with Oil of Olay preparatory to turning her on her side. [...]

(I said I’ve been waiting for her legs to begin to move, so that she can move more, and get out of the bed into a chair of some sort, but since that hasn’t happened yet there isn’t much we can do. I’d expected leg movement before this, but we’ll have to wait.

[...] Only her bent legs would prevent her from taking any position except the ones she uses in bed. [...]

[...] Ruburt is in the final process needed, and necessary, to straighten the legs and bring about a completely different, more normal bodily stance.

There have been in the past some improvements of note, but no overall straightening of the legs, for example. [...]

[...] The other area involved ligaments and muscles that attached the thighs to the trunk, resulting in the behavior of the knees and legs in general.

The constant interplay and healing process has its own rhythm, so that certain portions of a leg can rest, for example. [...]

[...] Underneath the table I found a large jagged piece of glass, close to a foot across, propped up against the inner table leg where I usually sit. In some strange quirk of speed and physics, this knife-edged piece had not only been blown into the kitchen, but had managed to turn nearly a right angle, missing Jane, in order to come to rest opposite her legs against the table’s leg. [...]

[...] He became frightened that even though he changed beliefs and intentions, that he had gone too far, so that the body could not right itself—that despite desires for freedom, the legs simply could not straighten.

[...] In that framework however his legs will now support his weight. [...]

[...] When she began moving her left foot again, she could feel the motion travel up her leg, through the knee, into the hip and the groin, then on toward the shoulder on that side of her body. [...]

(At 4:05 Jane’s whole left leg from the toes on up began to flex noticeably, as she continued to make her noises of pain-discomfort-effort. [...]

[...] After she was in position, however, I massaged Oil of Olay into her feet, lower legs, and especially her hands, talking to them in my process of “dehypnotization,” as I call it. [...]

(As soon as I turned Jane back on her back at about 1:15 I massaged Oil of Olay into her left leg and talked to her and to it. The leg felt better, less tense than it had yesterday. At the same time Jane’s left foot hurt when I rubbed the leg, and turned outward on its side. [...]

(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. [...] The leg certainly feels better to me. [...]

[...] After I turned her on her side at 4:50 I rubbed Oil of Olay into her feet, lower legs, and hands and arms as usual, talking briefly to each of those parts. [...]

[...] After lunch I massaged both of her legs as I’ve been doing, and once again obtained good reactions. [...]

The right leg will become much more mobile, so that the sitting is possible. [...]

(Then she said her legs clamored for action exercises, so I massaged her left leg particularly. Her legs and feet moved pretty well.