“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(I was really pleased. “It looks like those pills—the vitamins—are really beginning to help you,” I said yesterday, after one such session of leg movement. “How about the beliefs and the sessions?” Jane demanded right away. I replied that all I knew was that she couldn’t move like that before taking the vitamins, the peanut oil massages, and the cod liver oil, etc., but I added that I was more than happy to credit sessions, beliefs, and/or anything else that gave us results. I said that I thought the pills, our changing beliefs, and the sessions were all working together.

(Yesterday we received from Hal Williams begonia pills for pain; he’d mentioned sending these to Jane during his visit recently. Also enclosed was a chunk of plastic putty to exercise hands, and Jane took to this at once. I’d thought it might be too stiff for her, to knead, that is.

[...] When a child is ill-disposed or cranky, or has a headache, or another disorder that does not appear to be serious, parents can utilize this idea: have the child imagine that you are giving it a “better and better pill.” Have the child open its mouth while you place the imaginary pill on its tongue, or have the child imagine picking the pill up and placing it in its mouth. Then give the child a glass of water to wash the pill down, or have the child get the water for himself or herself. Then have the youngster chant, say, three times, “I’ve taken a better and better pill, so I will shortly feel better and better myself.”

The earlier such a game is begun the better, and as the child grows older you may explain that often an imaginary pill works quite as well — if not better — than a real one.

[...] Anyway a group of us were to be given a pill or some such that was actually a vaccine against some disease—perhaps polio. [...]

However, I can indeed do more, in that my pills are pills of knowledge, which are indeed, my friends, somewhat difficult to digest. [...]

[...] My bedside manner may leave much to be desired, and my potions and pills are not those that come in a doctor’s black bag.

[...] How do you like my pill?

(Before the session I reminded Jane that we wanted something from Seth on her adverse reactions to the stronger-than-aspirin pills she’s been experimenting with lately: Tylenol, etc. [...]

[...] Any of the pills are all right, taken now and then—but the stronger ones provide overstimulations when taken often, and these caused Ruburt’s difficulties. [...]

[...] You have heard of time pills. [...]

[...] Many sleeping pills are detrimental, in that they inhibit the body’s natural response to its environment while an individual is sleeping, and deaden the intimate relationship between the dreaming mind and the sleeping body.

[...] Sleeping pills also impede the critical functions of dreams that are so often overlooked. [...]

[...] He’d also agreed that she could forget the sleeping pill at night before sleep, and stick to just aspirin — a definite improvement. [...]

[...] Tell Ruburt I will begin book dictation again at our next session, including the material on “better and better pills.”

[...] [It’s supposed to be kept refrigerated.] I also found out the name of a green pill Jane is given each morning to help her assimilate vitamin D, which promotes absorption and nourishment: Oscal. [...]

[...] The material acts like a time pill, for example. [...]

[...] I suggested the use of suggestion through the framework of hypnosis simply because such techniques can be like mental vitamin pills. [...]

[...] That experience of Ruburt’s in time terms would be like a concentrated time pill: there are pills you take that are released in timed sequences. [...]

(A note: Jane doesn’t like to take pills. [...] I’ve found her daily vitamin pills in all parts of the apartment at various times.)

[...] Something else here: He equated the cube with a large pill, which would be round and difficult to swallow.

[...] It showed how much we were still prisoners of the system: a pill as a remedy.... [...]

[...] But after breakfast this morning Jane’s temperature was down to 95.5. This was after she’d been given a pill to lower her temperature artificially. [...]

[...] To me, they already seem better tonight, although they’ve each had but one pill for the itching.

[...] He had a temperature of 105° when the vet gave him a shot and prescribed some pills. [...]

[...] Jane’s thyroid gland, Dr. Mandali finally told her, has simply ceased functioning, so the doctor has begun a program of cautiously rejuvenating my wife’s endocrine system, and thus all of her bodily processes, with a synthetic thyroid hormone in pill form (a low 50 micrograms to start). Jane is to take these pills for the rest of her life. [...]

Surely this is not too bitter a pill. [...]