“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] You both want Ruburt to walk normally now, and you are seeing results in terms of body releases and improvements. [...]

6.) To begin, I want Ruburt to walk from one end of the house to the other, three times a day.

[...] Nor, now, could I imagine Jane any other way, let alone allowing herself to recover enough to walk, say. [...]

[...] You had your own time of it, partially for the same reason, but he had to face the depths of his own terror, and rise and walk away from it, if he were ever to help others do the same.

At certain times during the night the negative ions in the air are much stronger, or numerous, than in the daytime, for example; and activity during this time, particularly a walk or outside activity, would be highly beneficial from a health standpoint.

[...] With some experience you will discover that you can maintain control, walk out of the apartment and outside. [...]

[...] This experience is also less startling to the ego than a more abrupt projection, and the ordinary nature of the activities — walking into the next room, for example — will be reassuring. [...]

[...] I could go for a long walk or play badminton — or even have a session,” she joked.

[...] The child took literally the mother’s statements that though a cripple, she could walk at night, would turn on the gas jets, and so forth.

[...] Remind him to walk at least twice daily, and to add to that when possible. [...]

Since you did not clearly state your intents for, say, normal walking and flexibility, and had little faith in it, then you feared that improvements could not be trusted, for in your experience they went so far and no further. [...]

[...] (Pause.) When he feels he has stumbled he does not walk right. [...]

We parked here today
and the green world swirled
jungle-quick, downtown
across the river, and like
a city bushman I was in tune,
swinging through thought’s treetops
while the traffic stopped and started,
precise as a ceremony of animals,
almost formal, engines thundering
then purring, wheels pausing,
headlights hypnotized in sun.
You walked into the bank,
making an exchange as ancient
as any tribal dance.

[...] And once you walk to that window, a scene will appear. You can walk out of that dream house into another environment; and theoretically at least you can explore that world, and the space within it will expand. [...]

[...] They move, speak, walk, run. [...]

[...] I felt badly as I took out the garbage, went for a walk, etc, and when I went to bed I nearly had to get up again because the feelings intensified. [...]

[...] In spite of what we had achieved there, she wasn’t walking better yet, etc.

[...] Now, there is joy in all this—and there is spontaneity—and you do not have to think in terms of walking into the inner self in a sack of ashes and crying repentance. [...]

[...] The plant cannot choose to walk down the street. [...]

[...] Children trusting their impulses learn to walk, and trusting your impulses, you can find yourselves again.

(10:58.) Sometime as you walk down a street, pretend that you are seeing the same scene from the sky in an airplane, yourself included. [...]