“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] The spontaneity was gradually squeezed out to such a degree that it lost its workability, and both of you were beginning to consider making adjustments. [...]

[...] He felt inadequate, he felt two-faced only when he tried to squeeze the material into smaller molds that cannot hold it. [...]

[...] Man’s imagination can carry him into those other realms — but when he tries to squeeze those truths into frameworks too small, he distorts and bends inner realities so that they become jagged dogmas.

[...] Jane was interested in this description because it tallied with an effect she attains quite often in psychological time experiments—this feeling of a light within, even though the eyelids are squeezed tightly shut. [...]

[...] I had to squeeze my left eye shut to make sure it was closed. [...]

[...] To come out of the trance she blinked or squeezed her eyes shut several times. [...]

[...] That is why it is frequently difficult to remember your dreams in a verbal fashion, or squeeze them back into the expression of usual language. [...]

Now, you squeeze the great fruit of your selfhood into a tiny uneasy pulp, unaware of the sweetness of its juices or the variety of its seasons. [...]

[...] Jane blinked several times, squeezing her lids shut, then was out of her trance. [...]

[...] It was similar to a tight or squeezing sensation, and definite enough so there was no doubt as to its existence.

[...] In order to make sense to our three-dimensional selves, information must be “squeezed” through—and this in itself causes some distortion.

[...] And we listen, but usually we try to squeeze their messages into concepts that we can understand, cloaking them in worn stereotyped images. [...]

Using a series of mental exercises explained to me by Seth, I do step sideways — it is as though I am squeezing between two bars, and I find myself back in the bedroom with my father there, again, complaining. [...]

[...] I wedged my shoulder between the door and its frame and forced the door open enough so that I could squeeze out into a hallway of the hospital. [...]

[...] Figuratively speaking, it squeezed itself through the bottleneck, and there is a lack of limitation on the other side.