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(May 5: Feeling of great enlargement in both hands as I lay on bed. This is not the now-familiar sensation of swelling in the fingers and the palm, but rather one of actual physical increase in size. Both my hands felt at least double in area; as though they had grown, or I was wearing giant gloves.

(Jane was up from her nap by 8:30 PM. At 8:55 she said she was not as nervous as usual before a session. She had the feeling that Seth had “taken care” of her somehow this evening, putting to rest her concern over witnesses. I showed her our growing list of psychological time experiences, in the hope that Seth would discuss them tonight. Jane began dictating in a voice a bit heavier than usual, and maintained it throughout the session. All evening she paced back and forth slowly, hands in pockets. Her eyes darkened as usual.)

(Break at 9:27. Jane was fully dissociated—again, more so than usual for a first monologue. She resumed dictation in her rather sedate manner at 9:30.)

(Break at 10:00. Jane was dissociated as usual. She smiled broadly as she delivered the last paragraph above. She resumed at 10:10.)

Not only does the physical matter that composes these images go back into the physical storehouse, to be reused time and time again, but also the physical matter is broken down once again to the state in which it was before its cooperation of parts that formed a particular physical body.

One of Ruburt’s little prize perceptions was his realization that you see, or are aware of, only your own idea constructions. Basically each individual inhabits a completely different world. We will carry this further.

(Break at 10:35. Jane was dissociated as usual. During breaks, we had been trying to fill Jim Tennant in on some of the basic points of the material. Jim agreed that it might be a good idea for him to begin reading back sessions while Jane and I were holding our Wednesday night sessions, thus killing two birds with one idea. He also spoke of recording some sessions, to which we have no objections. Jane resumed in her same deliberate manner at 10:45.)

I have rushed in one manner, giving you some excellent material to follow that last session, and yet the quality did not suffer, though I pushed Ruburt rather far. He was somewhat concerned since you have begun having witnesses, and you will see the material speaks for itself. This is a process of education. When you are asked about these sessions, that is your answer. On my part, I am an educator. Any results or so-called demonstrations will be the result of training, study, discipline and exercises.

There is so much of which you are not aware. You have taken certain arbitrary points of beginning and departure for practical purposes, as for example the birth of a child used to be considered the actual entry of consciousness. Now your scientists realize that the living human being is indeed alive in the womb. Centuries ago this was not admitted.

(End at 11:29. Jane was dissociated as usual. We discussed the material with Jim Tennant for half an hour before he left for home. We also discussed methods of reproducing this material mechanically, since time precludes my trying to type more copies.

(It might be added here that John Bradley, our drug-salesman friend from Williamsport, PA, who has been a witness several times now and has read some of the material, visited us on Tuesday, May 5, the day before this session was held. He told us again about a lawyer friend of his in Williamsport, who wanted to witness a session, and indeed was willing to make the long drive [about 200 miles round trip] solely for this purpose. Jane had been unsure as to what to say the first time John had mentioned his friend, since her experience with witnesses had been very limited. We have had several witnesses since then however, so she told John his friend would be welcome now; John may make arrangements as to the date by mail.)

(On Saturday, May 9, 1964 at about 9:00 PM, I was sitting at the living room table reading Jane’s manuscript on ESP—the section dealing with her feeling of ecstasy, and the Saratoga experience.

(An ambulance then came across the Walnut Street bridge, siren blaring. It was held up by a car making a turn beneath the traffic light, and so it paused there with siren screaming until the car moved out of the way. The ambulance then raced on down Walnut Street toward the hospital.

(I now wonder what triggered the episode—empathy with Jane’s material, or did I respond to the piercing sound of the siren, or was it a combination? Perhaps, as well as appreciating the siren with my outer senses, that is my ears, I also felt it.)

(Friday, May 8, 9:00 PM: Pixyish smooth-faced man blowing on an extra- long, slim, pewter-colored, rather beat-up horn or trumpet. No keys or other tubing visible, just the long sweep of the horn, perhaps three feet long. Saw this in upper left center of my field of vision. There was no sound, the color was subdued. The sighting was over before I realized it.

(After my sensation episode [see page 81] I made a second try at psychological time. As I lay on my back I felt residues of the sensation on the tops of my legs and feet. Then I saw myself wheeling a tire alongside our blue car. The car was parked at the side of the road. It was a bright sunny day, and I was wearing a cap and sports clothing. I was on the left side of the car, pointing toward the front. This was interrupted by Jane calling me, since I had set a time limit. Very brief sighting.

(Sunday, May 10, 9:15 PM: I feel this is one of my best experiences to date. I heard many snatches of a conversation between my mother and father, and I had one clear very brief glimpse of the back of my father’s head and shoulders as he pushed through a screen doorway. I understood them clearly at the time, and after each sentence made a definite effort to remember what they said, then promptly forgot it while concentrating on the next sentence. I did not think to try to speak to them. I never saw Mother. The first time, I heard Father’s voice outside my field of vision, to my left and behind me. The voices were very clear and definite, and what they said was sensible. But I was unable to retain it.