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(Yesterday, 6/16, Jane and I bid a last farewell to Dee Masters and her husband, who left for a resort in Vermont for the summer. Dee had been Jane’s director at the art gallery for about 2½ years. Last Saturday, 6/13, Jane and I had attended a cocktail party for Dee, and Seth referred to this event briefly in the 62nd session.

It is actually a blessing in disguise, in some respects, that Mrs. Masters has left your town. Her name is Y-o-l-y-n-d-a, and a situation was ready to arise in her immediate environment which still will occur, although not so drastically.

(John Bradley requested a copy of the material pertaining to him. He left for his motel, taking with him a carbon of Volume 2 of the Seth Material for copying. It seems possible that when John next attends a session he will be accompanied by his lawyer friend from Williamsport, PA.

(In answer to the little girl’s question, I said, “Here’s your ball, little girl.” I then realized that I saw a darkened ball something like an old tennis ball, lying in grass in front of me and somewhat to my left. I impulsively stooped to pick the ball up—and then on the bed I twisted my body with the effort; this was enough to break the transmission, although I don’t believe I came out of the desired state.

(I might add here that this is the first time I remember that while in the state I attempted to deliberately perform a physical act. I think I may have touched the ball; certainly my left hand was curved and grasping as though about to pick up such an object. I have no memory of the little girl’s reaction, or if she heard me. After turning on the bed, I did try to recapture the picture, and asked the girl a question about her name, to which I received no answer.