“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

This is something different, representing on your part an impatience, an urge to step out strongly as far as your own work is concerned. To finish the painting which you have begun . You would like to have it finished to take to New York. There is also another connection here, and a rather amusing one. It is connected with the apartment house. You would like to kick the downstairs tenants out, and you would like to kick your poor landlord, because you think that Ruburt would like that apartment, and you cannot afford it; and he would not, you believe, come down on his rent.

[...] He sees the idle one upon the floor snoozing, and he thinks, “I would like to kick you in the you-know-where.” [...]

[...] The nicest thing that could happen would be that you suddenly blew your stack and kicked him. [...]

[...] One, I don’t want to kick him. [...]

[...] Ruburt should continue expressing his aggressive feelings—kicking as well as with the pillows and badminton. [...]

Now three weeks later we have another encounter and our poor ignorant workman falls asleep again at his chore and our good minister comes by and he looks and he sees the idle one upon the floor snoozing and he thinks, I would like to kick you in the you know where, but he thinks, oh no, I cannot think such an unChristian thought and violence is wrong, so before he even admits to himself what he feels and hiding from himself any acknowledgment of aggression. [...]

[...] Now the nicest thing that could happen would be that you suddenly blew your stack and kicked him. [...]

[...] One, I don’t want to kick him. [...]

[...] “I feel like yelling and kicking.” She kicked my foot very lightly. [...]

[...] (Pause.) It is not kicking up a fuss so much as hesitating in caution. It was the spontaneous self who kicked up the fuss this afternoon, thinking: hurry, hurry, hurry, see things my way (when Jane tried to work on the dream book, unsuccessfully).

[...] So if you have not dismissed the idea then at least kick it about a bit. [...]

[...] Ill or not, I do still feel full of life, and I’m still kicking — at least symbolically!

(Her knee movement continues to improve a bit each day, as she kicks her legs back and forth. [...]

Jane was literally though unknowingly kicking her heels in the faces of the images you had created. [...]

[...] Truly, we had kicked up our heels in their faces. [...]

[...] Obviously, do not expect Ruburt to instantly kick up his heels, either. [...]

[...] No matter how much you see someone on that TV set strain to throw a ball, kick one, or run or lift a weight, you can be sure it’s within their physical capacity. [...]

[...] You would like to kick out, but you feel you have lost your footing, hence the symptoms in the feet. [...]

[...] If you are in a position where this is difficult now then imagine the bitterness or discontent is a football, and you are kicking it with all your might. [...]

[...] You were kicked by the mob, because after you threw in your baby boy, nobody gave a damn. [...]

[...] “Just for kicks,” I told Jane, “I almost asked Seth to say something about Israel and Iraq, but I didn’t....” [...]

[...] Jane said she was pretty far-out during the session, and that Seth was “on a kick” about the data concerning painting. [...]

[...] “I need to give myself a good kick in the ass,” Jane replied, and asked Cathy to turn her back on her back. [...]

[...] Once I kicked his leg, hoping that I didn’t kick the doctor’s by mistake. [...]

[...] Our cat Willy had been kicking up a fuss, so at 9:56 I got up to put him in a back room. [...]

[...] Ruburt was simply kicking up a fuss last night (with Jane’s back cramps). [...]