“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(This morning I finished making the portable reading stand for Jane to use in bed, and took it in to 330 this afternoon. Jane could use it after a fashion, but not as well as I’d hoped. It will help, though. She’s still very uncomfortable at times, and is now on four-hour doses of Darvoset.)

(4:42.) I am not saying that the events in one life cause the events in another, but that there is an overall pattern — a bank of probable events — and that in each life each individual chooses those that suit his or her overall private purposes. Yet those lives will be connected. An individual may have a serious illness in one life. That event may turn up as one uncomfortable nightmare in another existence. In still another life, the individual might have a dear friend who suffers from the same disease. In still another existence the individual might decide to be a doctor, to seek a cause and a cure for the same disease.

(4:49 p.m. “Well, I guess that’s it,” Jane said. She had a cigarette before I turned her on her left side. She was uncomfortable.)

Lately, when he lies down, and the pressure is off, his hips, hip joints, and hamstrings have begun new adjustments that are at a certain level uncomfortable—but because that frightens him the discomfort is more than it would be otherwise. [...]

If you hear him uncomfortable in the night, a word of comfort does make him feel less isolated. [...]

(Jane was again very uncomfortable today when she lay on her back. [...] “How can you be more uncomfortable now, when the bedsores are healing, than you used to be?” I asked some time ago. [...]

[...] The question isn’t why she’s so uncomfortable these days, but why the body, the psyche, has chosen to endure those symptoms for so long.)

[...] Yesterday Jane felt very uncomfortable as she sat in her chair on the water cushion. [...]

[...] She was most uncomfortable sitting in the pool of moisture yesterday, and couldn’t keep that up since she spends so much time sitting—to begin with. [...]

[...] “Were you uncomfortable?” Jane asked as soon as she came out of trance. [...]

[...] “There was more there,” Jane said, “but he felt he’d better quit because you were so uncomfortable. [...]

[...] I gave it the freedom to move — and here I am uncomfortable as hell all afternoon.”

(4:45 p.m. Jane has again been very uncomfortable today, especially lying on her back. [...]

(Jane told me this afternoon that she wasn’t uncomfortable after giving yesterday’s session—the first time she’s felt good following one. Seth had remarked that the uncomfortable feeling came because she’d been afraid of hope. [...]

(Jane was so uncomfortable from the hot and humid weather last night that she didn’t hold the regularly scheduled session. [...]

He heard tomorrow’s weather report (yesterday), groaned, thought of a very uncomfortable 90-degree temperature tomorrow [and] imagined himself miserable with the heat. [...]

[...] Sometimes at night the activity might make him feel uncomfortable, but the body is activating itself in certain ways while it is supported.

[...] She’s had a lot of difficulty with it for the past few days, and has been blue and quite uncomfortable while trying to lay on her back.

[...] Yet she’d also been very uncomfortable today while lying on her back. [...]

(Jane told me she’d had to have a new catheter inserted at 3:30 a.m. That part went okay, though she was quite uncomfortable by the time I got to 330 — generally uncomfortable, that is. [...]

[...] A few weeks ago, he could hardly wait to lie down at the appointed times, like it otherwise or no, simply because he was so uncomfortable.

[...] You might have him become more aware of when he actually becomes tired, or uncomfortable, so that he does lay down then.

The walking after dinner would be excellent, of course — the idea being, however, that if he became uncomfortable from sitting that he lie on the bed, perhaps before watching television for the evening.

[...] I’m quite uncomfortable though.)

[...] Jane was at times quite uncomfortable—and worried—because she kept passing large amounts of gas. [...]

[...] She was uncomfortable and wanted aspirin. [...]

(Jane had been very uncomfortable today, since it had been so hot and humid. [...] Jane waited until the last moment before deciding to have a session, since she was still uncomfortable. [...]

[...] During his nap, further important release took place, but it was accompanied by uncomfortable sensations with his eyes. [...]

[...] The body itself did not experience those sensations as at all frightening or uncomfortable, but as stretching readjustments. [...]

[...] At the same time she was squirming uncomfortably in her chair—her seat hurt “from dragging my pants over it today all those times when I went to the bathroom.... [...]

[...] She seemed to agree, but was quite uncomfortable. [...]

While you were
sleeping,
all the cupboards
of the earth
were filled.
Mother Earth
sought out each
need.

While you were
weeping,
your tears fell
as sweet rain
drops on small
parched hills
that rise in worlds
you cannot see,
though you are known
there.

While you were
sleeping,
Mother Earth
filled all the
cupboards of your
flesh
to overflowing.
Not one atom went
uncomforted
in worlds that
are yours,
but beyond your
knowing.

[...] She’s been very uncomfortable much of the time. [...]

[...] He too is upset that Jane is obviously much more uncomfortable these days than she used to be — than two months ago, say. [...]

[...] Jane was a bit better, yet still uncomfortable. [...]

[...] She’s still uncomfortable, but felt a little better today. [...]