“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Awaken from this, shouting for help. Forget start. On a nighttime street in a city, maybe New York, a shot rings out. I may possibly be a policeman but am myself too. I run into a nearby store where a very young man is shooting —robbery in progress maybe. I lunge for him, chase him to street. He keeps shooting. I lunge again, grab his arm. He begins to disintegrate until he’s just a hulk of a hand, shooting the gun at me, which now I’m holding—since his body is gone. I know this refers to the belief in man’s sinful nature or deadly intent; when you believe that you end up with the assailant’s hand your own. You shoot yourself down....

[...] When Jane said that Dr. K had said her lungs were okay while she was at the Arnot, Dr K. defended that analysis by reminding Jane that she’d said her heart was good, but that through the stethoscope she’d heard various “wheezings and gurglings” in Jane’s lungs. Not that the lungs didn’t look okay via X-rays. [...]

And while I speak to you, my lungs
Rise and fall behind breastbones,
Fill their secret tissue mouths
With the air that swirls in this bright room.
They breathe for me the very breath
Upon which all I am depends,
Yet I do not know how this is done.
Who is this ghost,
This other one?
Who moves the lung? [...]

Some part of the individual is aware of the most minute portions of breath; some part knows immediately of the most minute particle of oxygen and other components that enter the lungs. [...]

[...] It will also be recalled that in several different sessions Bill was counseled by Seth to live alone, lest he suffer a recurrence of his lung trouble.)

[...] He seemed to have some difficulty with a lung, or his lungs. [...]

[...] How many fish died with only half-formed lungs, who were too far from the water’s edge to dip again beneath the waves? [...]

So in those terms, how many water dwellers died before the first mammal stood securely with fully completed lungs, breathing earth’s early air?

(This afternoon, frightened by a grim tale of lung cancer involving an acquaintance of ours, Jane made an abrupt effort to stop smoking. [...]

[...] As air is dispelled from the lungs in various forms and used and reused without any loss of power, strength or quantity, so is the vitality of which we speak used in different manners. [...]

[...] No one denies the existence of air because they do not understand the method by which their own lungs breathe. [...]

Some part of the individual is aware of the most minute portions of breath, some part of the individual knows immediately of the most minute particle of oxygen and components that enters the lung. [...]

[...] As I mentioned earlier the process of breathing seems automatic, and yet some part of you is aware of the most minute portions of air that inflate the lungs.

[...] I told her that at lunch time John Bumbalo had called and said that his father wouldn’t be going home for a while: the doctor has found an infection in a lung. [...]

These emanations rise as naturally as breath, and there are other comparisons that can be made, in that there is a coming in and a going out, and transformation within the unit, as what is taken into the lungs, for example, is not the same thing that leaves on the exhale stroke. [...]

[...] This was a healthy physical reaction, therefore, as a sneeze might be, or a cough—particularly involving the lungs and ribs.

Now these emanations arise as naturally as breath, and there are other comparisons that can be made, in that there is a coming in and a going out, and transformation within the unit, as what is taken into the lungs for, example is not the same thing that leaves the lung on the exhale stroke.

[...] The atoms and molecules within your vocal cords, and lungs and lips, do not understand one word of the language they allow you to speak so liquidly. [...]

[...] You have the most efficient and beautiful physical organs, the most elegant joints and appendages, the most vibrant lungs and the most exquisite of senses. [...]

(Lately, since his return from Cape Cod, Bill has had a few twinges in his lung, a mild return of the trouble dealt with by Seth in some detail in the 56th session, May 25, 1964, page 110. In the 68th session, page 218, July 6, 1964, Seth stated that unless Bill took certain steps the lung trouble would return. [...]

[...] There was a difficulty in the lung area. [...]

[...] The air that carries the voice and moves the lungs is itself a method of communication and itself becoming aware. [...]

[...] On Sunday we learned that Bill was in the hospital with a collapsed lung that was also blistered, and would have to remain there for several days. [...]

It is really necessary that the young man get a dwelling place away from his family, and in one respect, the attack involving the lungs represented an attempt to put off responsibility. [...]

[...] Instead of having your mother say “He hit me in the chest,” and in order to punish yourself through your identification with your father, instead you translated the words to “He has a spot on his lungs,” therefore punishing symbolically both your father and yourself for the violence.

A spot on the lungs also suggests bleeding or leaking, which returns you to the leaking vessel image once again, and also refers to the wound which leaked blood, that was inflicted upon the first mate.

[...] Even physically you are more than you know, for the chemicals that are your body, and the atoms and molecules and the breath that leaves your lungs... [...]