“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Walking through a forest you find many trees. [...] You are walking so to speak along one narrow path, but there are many paths. [...] You can walk forward, so to speak, and backward, though you are only now learning how.

[...] I can walk to the hospital from the garage. [...]

[...] I told Jane I wanted to copy off separately the paragraph I’d written on page 3 of yesterday’s session, about my efforts to visualize her at home doing various things while walking and sitting—not about how she got there. [...]

[...] Through all of history, one way or another, you have believed in the line of culture leading to your own—that impulses were disruptive, suspicious, and not to be trusted; ignoring the child’s impulse to speak, and to walk and grow, to communicate. [...]

[...] She was walking on the sidewalk, and sure enough, it was the same girl I’d met at a bar during my first trip to Elmira. [...]

Imagine yourself walking out, perhaps as a miniature person, out of this pyramid. [...]

He has walked outside, and it is rainy and dark. He smokes outside as he walks. [...]

I was walking past the world
one day,
half deciding not to stay,
when I saw you standing there,
ten years ahead of me in time
but so close in space
that I reached out
and touched your arm.

He receives new indications of his improvements each day, so it is vital that he remember that the improvements are leading him toward sitting up, standing, and walking. [...]

[...] There will be some definite, beneficial changes in walking—but a gradual change so that no strain is put upon one part of the body or another. [...]

[...] “Your wife won’t be speaking to me anymore, after what I did to her this morning,” Georgia said to me as I walked down the hall to 330. [...]

[...] He does need to hold on, walking, with all of these changes. [...]

(I have begun a schedule of daily walking and sketching trips to the nearby river, and find it most refreshing.

Again, I recommend that you continue your walks, and that Ruburt put his psychological time experiments once more on a regular basis.

[...] Likes to walk on Saturdays or Sundays, a walking man in any case. [...]

[...] The dream state continues to be a connective between the two realities, and as a species you literally learned to walk by first being sleepwalkers. You walked in your sleep. [...]

He was not walking properly by a long shot, but he wanted to get up, and he walked as well barefooted as with shoes. [...]

[...] Sharon Poley walked in to take Jane’s temperature [98 degrees]; she came in without knocking while Jane was speaking for Seth in a voice deeper and stronger than her regular voice. [...]

[...] If I was in the writing room, say, I think of her in her own writing room, or the kitchen or the breezeway—or even walking, doing the dishes, perhaps, or turning on the TV. [...]

[...] She hasn’t “walked” for weeks now—since last year—and the hip problems especially have persisted now for a number of months. [...]

[...] This afternoon, when I told her it was okay to relax, “even to walk,” she said “something melted” inside her, and she became more relaxed. [...]

All of the physical apparatus necessary for normal walking is being activated. [...]

[...] He obviously could not walk well. [...]