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(3:00 p.m. Jane’s feet had begun moving in concert as the session progressed. [...]

(I had good results from massaging Jane’s limbs and helping them to move. [...]

[...] It is very important that when he feels caught in a dilemma—to move because he wants something, or not to move because he thinks it will hurt—that he not prolong the dilemma, but move despite his mood at the time.

In the picture of reality he has been accepting, for the reasons given in past sessions, he did not believe he could move capably. [...]

In this deceptively simple but moving poem about her magical childhood responses to the world she lived in, Jane foreshadows from that viewpoint the innate knowledge she was to express a quarter of a century later in the Seth material. [...]

lord let me remember how it was
when i nuzzled the air in the morning
and thought i could wiggle a distant leaf
just as i moved my own ears and toes.
i thought that i caused rain to fall
just as the tears from my own eyes
wet my cheeks,
and that my thoughts turned into clouds
that circled the top of my head.

[...] My family lived in the neighborhood Seth describes from 1922 (when I was 3 years old) to 1931 (when I was 12), then moved to the opposite end of town. I remember quite well that I was most reluctant to move; the young boy didn’t want to leave his friends and the surroundings he loved. My parents’ motives for moving were meaningless to me at the time. [...]

[...] An elderly couple recently moved from the second house to a home for the aged. [...]

The place in question is located within a few blocks of the neighborhood to which my family moved in 1931, as described in Note 1. Since it sits on one of the main streets of Sayre, at a busy corner, I know that I must have passed by it many times in subsequent years; yet I’d never noticed the house as an individual entity until Jane and I walked up to its front door with the Johnsons. [...]

[...] Anyhow—by Sunday evening the whole head, neck, eye, ear, area quite improved in motion; moves faster, those ligaments more resilient, and the motion though restricted, I’d say, near normal. [...]

(She did do some more moving and rotating. Now she could move her arms far enough down to touch her thighs—something she couldn’t do yesterday. [...]

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

[...] After I had her situated in a move that went quite easily, I took a nap after massaging her with Oil of Olay. [...]

[...] Jane began moving her left foot and head and shoulders, not too strongly. [...]

[...] “I started to move while he was speaking at the same time....”

[...] “They still feel like satin,” she said, but she was careful not to move too much so as not to make the catheter leak more. “I’m tempted to tell you to move all you want to,” I said, “and forget the catheter.” [...]

(Yesterday, with two good friends helping us move all of the furniture, Jane switched rooms. [...]

[...] All four of us involved in the moving were quite amused, then — for the friends who helped Jane and me carry the furniture yesterday are the father-and-son contracting team that built the room in the first place.

[...] You must take small practical steps, often when you would prefer to take giant ones — but you must move (underlined) in the direction of your ideals through action. [...]

[...] Already I looked forward to their migration, that ancient movement I’ve become especially fond of since we moved into the hill house over four years ago. [...]

[...] A brief point (with some humor): When you moved here you wanted to make “a fashion statement” as per your television commercials, where the gentlemen only cut hair. [...]

The move, however, served to highlight some of those beliefs, so that Ruburt could see that he could not afford to carry the process any further.

[...] In the terms of the discussion, and with the terminology I am using, my level of existence is simply such that I can move through time by taking advantage of levels of activity that are too fast or slow for you to follow. [...]

[...] I hope that these sessions will allow you to move rather easily now into Framework 2 in that regard. [...]

(A note by R.F.B.: Jane had formally ended her ESP classes by March 1975, when we moved from our downtown apartments in Elmira, New York, to the hill house at the edge of the city. [...]

[...] Considerable dropping down of right foot and top tendon: but as I walk, knees felt much softer, moving more, from hips too, felt funny but great....

[...] Then her feet began to move in rhythm—”Just like I’m on a bicycle,” she said. [...]

[...] Jane grunted in discomfort, for now the smaller toes on her feet began to move a little —with the big toes—in a way I hadn’t seen them do before. [...]

[...] The feelings in the leg and the knee do indeed signify new motion, and the willingness to move. [...]

[...] It is safe to express itself, it is safe to move, and it was produced by All That Is out of the great energy of universal love. [...]

[...] He did feel to some extent after your move to Elmira that you withheld leadership. [...]

[...] He felt also, in the past, that if he told you to leave the job, and it did not work out as you wanted, that you would blame him, as he thought (underlined) you blamed him for the move from Sayre.

[...] Newcomers were moving into the unit beside us; I heard a child’s voice also, which at once made me angry. [...]

[...] He was afraid that both of you would become too timid as time went on to make the move that he felt you must make, and that the necessary opportunity would slip through you fingers.

[...] It is much richer and more varied than the more usual thrilling one notes upon a moving occasion. [...]

[...] It can even be termed the direction, or the various spontaneous directions, in which action itself moves.

[...] This merely means that you will, or may to some extent, choose the direction in which action within you will move. [...]

[...] Indeed suggestions, being the directions in which action moves, represent the very impetus that constantly changes the action of any given personality. [...]

[...] These ligaments in particular had been in the process of loosening, before Ruburt suddenly found he could thusly move his head, and look up toward the ceiling while walking.

Ruburt’s eyes had worked quite comfortably, moving in a very limited range of motion because of the tightened neck, head and shoulder muscles and ligaments. [...]

As the heavy ligaments began to move, some important joints began to loosen. [...]

One day in the bathroom Ruburt found his knees and toes impulsively moving rather quickly together, up and down, elevating him with some spontaneous ease. [...] On other occasions portions of his body will move with nearly normal speed—another sign of the body’s intent.

[...] The teeth move about, the loose ones, as the jaw changes its positions. [...]

[...] A note: This is the third anniversary of our moving into the hill house.