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SESSION 40

(At 8:45 Jane awoke from her nap feeling much refreshed. She asked me if she could share my studio with me and of course I agreed, having offered this arrangement some time ago. Her desk and books do not take up much room. Jane was so enthusiastic over this idea that she forgot to be nervous before the session began.

(And of course by now both of us felt better, being more used to our new schedule. As the session began Willy continued to doze peacefully on the divan. Jane paced at a normal rate, her eyes darkened as usual, and her voice grew slightly husky.)

The needed change that you both need can be met in your present environment by enlarging your kitchen, and unless you can move into the country, I would not suggest that you move at all. Naturally I prefer that you feel secure and as settled as possible, for the simple reason that the sessions will go better.

(Now Jane, as Seth, began a most entertaining performance. To this point Jane had been sober, quiet and dignified. Now she began to grin broadly. Often, to emphasize a point, she would lean over my desk, smiling. She appeared to be enjoying herself very much. Her eyes were very dark. The very tone of her voice changed to one of amusement. I have seen Jane display mirth in the sessions before, but this period of such feeling lasted far longer. Now she tapped on my desk.)

(A Kennedy rocker sat opposite my desk. Now Jane sat down there. She laughed. Her eyes were merry. She sipped at a small glass of wine as she dictated to me. It was one of the few times I had seen her sit down during a session.)

(Break at 10:32. Jane was in her usual state of dissociation this time. See the 16th session for Seth’s dissertation on flying saucers and their dilemma of form.

This value or quality is simply beyond the boundary of your camouflage (underline) existence. There is no camouflage yardstick by which it can be measured, and yet as Ruburt will certainly testify it is a startling, valid and memorable experience. I will bring this to the foreground now more often in our sessions, as it is most valuable. Like an ordinary psychological experience it cannot be measured on your terms, and yet makes a noticeable impression upon the individual involved.

For other matters a light stage of hypnosis is necessary at this time, and a very careful phrasing of questions. The pendulum is responsive to unconscious muscular speech and does give answers from the subconscious. We are involved in something much deeper. Ruburt’s subconscious on its own is simply not capable of arriving at the knowledge that you are getting in our sessions.

I suggest a brief break. And if you do get your kitchen enlarged, then I hope you get a window overlooking the river too. This has been an excellent session.

(She went on to explain that she saw the back of her own figure as it stood before the window; she was Seth, she said, looking at her. I remarked that this session had certainly been rather active. Jane resumed dictating in a normal voice at 11:15.)

I am making up in value on another scale entirely for the last time. It is very possible that you both may need a rest now and then, and if so you will get it. But for quite a while it will not involve missing sessions but shortening them. Right now you are both doing extremely well. Ruburt, incidentally, was right. I had intended giving you a week off after your first thirty sessions. However you didn’t ask for them, and you didn’t seem to need a vacation, so I took advantage of it.

If your prefer we will end the session. Otherwise take a brief break. And may I congratulate you in a backhanded fashion for having a full session this evening. Triev was a nice place.

(See the 2nd session, page 14.)

5,000 approximately. Actually it was between 5,000 and 15,000—no more than 15,000. Do you want to end the session?

Well, with regrets I will end the session. My pie eyes, a fond and most hearty good night. I’ve had fun with you in my fashion.

(End at 11:44. Jane was dissociated as usual. (But as it developed the surprises for the evening were not yet over. No sooner had the session ended than I noticed that my hands felt “fat.” This is the feeling Jane has mentioned so often. I found myself rubbing my hands together, subjectively aware of a swollen feeling in them as we talked after the session. The sensation began in both index fingers, then spread across the knuckles, down into the fingers, and into the palms. When I made fists there was a stretching and thick feeling in them. They felt alien. It was not painful in any way, merely a most intriguing feeling of engorgement. My index fingers especially appeared to be larger. I wear a ring on the fourth finger of my left hand, but unfortunately did not think to see if I could remove it.