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The knees, incidentally, I can help him here: in Saint Vincent’s punishment took the form of having the child kneel straight upward, and doing so Ruburt’s knees often became sore. [...]

[...] My body is sore, arms hurt as I type. [...] Yesterday morning I felt a good deal like i do this morning; middling poor mood, sore body, yet aware of the need to break the spell, move about.

[...] “I do feel a blockage of expression; my ass hurts typing—a sweet soreness of joints I sit on that brings tears briefly; yet it is a stretching sensation, same right arm. [...]

[...] The woman, seriously, has found some comfort with Ruburt’s father, but the personality is in sore trouble, and explosive. [...]

[...] Last night in bed she was very sore and uncomfortable in the head, neck, jaw and shoulder areas especially—so much so that she slept late this morning, when finally she did get to sleep after 7 AM. [...]

(I was sorely tempted, but concerned lest Jane be tired. [...]

[...] Their deaths point the way and will give the impetus that was sorely needed.

[...] It is true that we would sorely miss the sessions; much that is useful to us personally would be gone, even if this were the only reason we held them.

[...] At an unconscious level he felt he was doing what was right, that you should approve of it, that despite the inconvenience and the physical soreness he was sticking to his guns.

[...] Before he began the exercises, he was very uptight, with sore muscles and a repressive body pose. [...]

[...] Dr. Instream’s throat has been sore.

(I might also add here that in the short time since the bed was changed in position, so that its head points north, Jane has lost the persistent soreness of the ribs on her left side. [...]

[...] He will return to straighten out Christianity, which will be in a shambles at the time of his arrival, and to set up a new system of thought when the world is sorely in need of one.

I tell you this so that you will know that if the sudden disruption of your quiet apartment is a sign of such aggression, its sudden aftermath is often a sign for stiff necks and sore gums. [...]

[...] Often the dream world possesses concepts which will one day completely transform the history of your field, but a denial of such concepts as actualities or possibilities within reality hold these back and put off breakthroughs that are sorely needed.

[...] In the opening notes for that session, I quoted her as writing on December 7: “I do feel a blockage of expression; my ass hurts typing—a sweet soreness of joints I sit on that brings tears briefly; yet it is a stretching sensation.” [...]

Such a mother would attract a consciousness who desired, perhaps, to reexperience childhood but not adulthood, or who might teach the mother lessons sorely needed. [...]

[...] She did little typing because her arms were so sore, but she did do some painting. [...]

[...] All I know is that I awakened myself crying, my body very sore, sat on the side of the bed and made the following connections from my feelings at the time.