“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Jane said “a connection with an animal” is also valid, in that while she went for a walk during our December 12 visit to the family gathering in Sayre, she saw a dog, possibly a stray, that aroused in her a strong desire to own a dog. [...]

They walk through a large building, most likely a terminal, for there are counters of a sort to the right.

[...] We did walk through such a large terminal on our arrival in New York City.”)

[...] He crossed a blacktop expanse of some kind and walks on sidewalk by a large bulky building.

[...] At that time of night she wasn’t about to use her typing table as a support while she “walked” from the living room, where we were having the session, around the room divider and out into the kitchen to get her smokes; instead she remained in her chair and maneuvered herself along with her feet. [...]

[...] She looked at me wordlessly as I walked toward the door, but before I reached it I heard her say, “I’m all right now.”

[...] He only looked downward when he walked. [...]

Some important blockages would therefore come when he tried to tell himself he could do something, such as walk downstairs correctly, when at the same time he did not believe it possible. [...]

[...] The summer season within yourselves is far more enjoyable than the summer streets down which you walk. [...]

They walk through a large building, most likely a terminal, for there are counters of a sort to the right. [...]

If I’ve gone kinky— / legs at crazy angles— /
arms half bent— / no longer walking upright— /
a physical outcast— / and a mental speed-demon— /
well, no more apologies—from me / to me.

[...] I saw creatures who walked upright — hairy, with brilliant compassionate eyes….”

Walk about if you prefer.

Now I speak from several layers, though the word “speak" is a poor one, I turn myself, you see, into steps down which I walk and the steps represent what you would term personality fragments, though the term is distortive. [...]

[...] When you are learning to walk or swim you do not stop to think, “How am I doing this, will I meet a mean old fish or not, will I pull?” and you do not imagine the dire consequences that may, therefore, attend you and do not do so now. [...]

[...] When you walk merrily singing we want you to feel safe. [...]

[...] For like a man walking a tightrope in his sleep, sudden awareness of such a feat could be disastrous, for the delicate balance necessary is not dependent upon egotistical awareness; and such awareness, without warning, could be highly detrimental.

[...] Walking represent a primary, the primary of motion. [...]

[...] But I often feel such stirrings on my late night walks on the hilly, shadowed streets neighboring our own Pinnacle Road.

[...] His grandfather as a salesman walked about freely, and his grandfather feared working for others. [...]

The longed-for definite improvement in walking is about two weeks away, involving agility particularly. [...]

[...] She has been walking stiff-legged.)

There is also, within, that you do not want to be one of the masses of men and women who experience the same phenomena, in other words, the orgasm—that you want to be apart, and different, and indeed spontaneous and a rebel and walk along in your own way. [...]