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(4:20. Jane asked me to rub a certain spot on her left temple. Finally, when I withdrew my finger, she suddenly cried out and her head dipped quickly to the right. Some kind of muscular release had taken place, quite unexpected. She cried out several times and appeared momentarily dazed. She asked me to rub the equivalent spot on her right temple, but before we got any results a nurse came in to say, “I’m making my 4 o’clock check a little late. Do you want anything?”

(“What was that reaction he had when I rubbed his left temple?”)

[...] Rob is great, rubs back.

[...] She had me rub those certain spots on her neck that can send her head flying against the pillow—but when I found them there was hardly any reaction at all. [...]

[...] I noticed another good sign, though: With her left hand she slid her glasses down her nose far enough so she could rub her left eye—then worked the glasses back up into position with the same hand. [...]

[...] I rubbed that certain spot in the neck at the back of her head, and her head started going back and forth rapidly. I then rubbed a second spot just to the right of the first one, and again her head pounded back and forth against the pillow. [...]

[...] When you rubbed our friend’s (Jane’s) back the other evening, you did indeed improve his condition. [...]

[...] The rubbing expressed this feeling from you, and then acted directly on a sense-data level which both of you needed at the time to confirm what was an inner experience.

(Rubbing from the piece of burlap used as the object in the 62nd envelope experiment, in the 269th session for June 20,1966.)

[...] I rubbed various spots on Jane’s neck and head—got good results with motions. [...]

[...] I rubbed her right forehead again. [...]

[...] After she left, and while we were waiting for her to return, I rubbed several spots on Jane’s neck and forehead and the top of her head, and got excellent responses to most of them. The crown rubbing brought forth the best response—strong side-to-side, heavy breathing, a feeling, Jane said, in her neck, shoulders and arms and down her back. [...]

[...] Sometimes at night I wake up when she’s sitting up, and rub her, which seems to help, but her ill feelings often return.

[...] Jane rubbed her right hip as she talked, and Jerry said that Billie had a bad hip in the same area, and rubbed it also as Jane had done.

(Even in trance Jane felt the effects of these blows, for as she continued to talk she rubbed her left hand. [...]

[...] She had the idea she should rub between her eyes in a circular motion— “You know, where the third eye would be,” she said. [...]

[...] She had stopped rubbing her forehead by now. [...]

Perhaps you might rub his back before retiring. [...]

[...] Just like yesterday, when I’d rubbed that certain spot on her neck. [...]

[...] At times I’ve even wondered if I recorded the dream accurately, since in it I didn’t see him having a heart attack, only rubbing his chest area with Margaret helping him, and myself there as only a witness. [...]

(Before leaving I rubbed the sole of Jane’s right foot, which has been itching a lot. [...]

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

(In between visits by staff people to do her vitals, I rubbed various spots on Jane’s head and neck. [...]

[...] At the same time Jane’s left foot hurt when I rubbed the leg, and turned outward on its side. [...]

[...] 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. [...]

[...] I rubbed those certain spots on her head and neck, and she promptly took off with a series of strong head motions, very rapidly moving back and forth against the pillow.