“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(4:17. Now Jane launched into a series of more general motions, with many noises, groanings and gruntings. Head, shoulders, arms and legs. She said her head rotated on her neck in a new way. The left ankle clearly showed additional flexibility. “When that left foot starts to move it feels like its going to fly right off,” Jane said. “It feels so free.”

(4:20. More general motions, head and torso. Left arm, then right, swinging back and forth. Groans and grunts. Rest.

[...] Groaning and straining, making hoarse sounds of effort, she began to struggle to move her whole body. [...]

[...] Groaning and grunting and trying even harder and more loudly, Jane once again began lifting her head and torso and moving them from side to side. [...]

[...] Noises, grunts and groans. [...]

[...] She groaned and cried and lifted up her left leg again. [...]

[...] Gentle groans. [...]

[...] Then, as she grunted and groaned, the motion traveled down her body to her knees and toes. [...]

[...] After her cigarette Jane began to groan and writhe on the bed, her head, torso, legs and feet all moving. [...]

(Now from 4:21 to 4:30 Jane went through several more sequences of exercising with her head and shoulders, side to side, accompanied by grunts and groans, and with her left foot moving in a rather gentle rhythm also. [...]

[...] Grunts and groans, talking to herself. [...]

[...] Groans and. [...]

[...] “Safe and nice,” she kept repeating to herself, breathing hard and grunting and groaning as the leg moved up and down somewhat. [...]

[...] More head and shoulders, left foot, eyes closed, grunts and groans. [...]

[...] “I didn’t know it was that late,” she said amid some grunts and groans. [...]

[...] She moved her head and shoulder very well from side to side, with many grunts and groans and deep breathings. [...]

[...] Noises, grunts and groans. [...]

[...] Grunts and groans. [...]

(The table would rock back and forth beneath the touch of our fingertips when the pressure was requested; as it did so it would begin to feel increasingly solid and heavy; the creaks and groans in it would disappear and it seemed to become one indivisible unit. [...] Once it finally groaned dangerously and I feared some part of it, possibly the top, was about to break.

[...] Now Jane’s feet and ankles began to move in rhythm—just as though she were pedaling a bicycle, she said—and as she grunted and groaned with the effort the feet began to easily move the fastest I’ve seen them do yet. [...]

[...] Grunts and groans and heavy breathing. [...]

[...] But her head started moving, and she started in on some stronger motions, head going from side to side, breathing much noisier, grunts and groans. [...]

[...] However, by this time Jane was in the process of straining, grunting and groaning as she moved her entire body to some degree. [...]

(She did some side-to-side motions with her head and shoulders, with noises and grunts and groans. [...]

[...] Groaning rapidly, Jane began lifting left leg high up. [...]