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(I have yet to resume a planned study of psychological time, but as noted previously I continue to have small experiences almost daily. Usually they take place just after we retire, when I am in a relaxed and drowsy state.

As I told you many sessions ago, I tell you once again: Our sessions are but barely beginning. I did want to mention the fact that Ruburt is doing very well with the initial chapter that will introduce our material.

We are attempting in these sessions to develop both of your abilities in many areas, while we still maintain a most necessary balance of development so that one part of you does not get top-heavy, and topple over. I say this partially in jest, nevertheless there is a definite reason for such a steady, balanced progression. From the beginning of our sessions you have been learning the method with which we will explore the whole self, but we have not plunged headlong into any foolhardy expeditions.

The division here in the room into spheres of more or less separated activities is of great benefit. The bed is again in the position that I suggested, I notice. An additional small detail that I make (it is a fact, but I also mention it to tug at Ruburt’s leg a bit) you are both better off, actually, without the radiator being covered, because of the collection of dust particles.

He intended to place it on a shelf in the cellar, but instead shoved it with other metal objects, where it ended up on the floor of his Jeep, with or underneath some rubbish.

It was dumped either someplace on his own property or in a public dumping area, whichever area is by a hill, and it is still there. Not destroyed, but partially damaged. I trust this will satisfy him.

(Jimmy’s youngest son, J.J., is six years old. The first time Jane and I saw the two of them, over four years ago, we were struck by the unmistakable similarity between them, not only in physical appearance but in manner. If anything this likeness between father and son has grown with the passing years, until now it is a standard topic of conversation when the Spazianis and the Buttses get together. As Jimmy’s wife Marian said to us this evening at supper: “Well, there must be a few drops of my blood in J.J. somewhere...” Jimmy of course is Italian. Marian is Irish and French.

(Talking it over at break, we thought that at first we could ask Seth to comment briefly on a very vivid dream I had on Friday evening, October 10, 1964. Then I thought it better to ask for a comment on the vivid experience Marian and Jimmy Spaziani had, concerning Jimmy’s deceased father, recently. We made that the official question. Marian had described the experience to Jane a few days previously, but at supper this evening the Spazianis went over it again for our benefit. And since it is still fresh in mind I will note an account of it below, although Seth does not discuss it in any detail in this session. This account can be used for future reference.

(His mother’s home was dark, of course, and not wanting to disturb her merely to leave the tomatoes, Jimmy left them on the back porch. His father had died a few months ago, and while he stood in the backyard, a place he knew and had loved since childhood, Jimmy thought to himself: “Now, if I could see my father’s apparition, then I could tell Ma, and she’d feel a lot better,” or words to that effect. Jimmy waited beside the dark and quiet house, staring out into the backyard, but he saw and heard nothing unusual. He is well acquainted with the literature on psychic phenomena.

Now. The experience involving your landlord, his wife and his deceased father, was a legitimate one; but one that I should like to use as an example for a rather long discussion of questions directly resulting from some recent sessions. That is, the question as to the survival of the physical image after the point of so-called death, and the lingering about the physical plane of portions of the personality.

We shall discuss this later. A personality, or personalized energy, is never destroyed; but transformation of form remains a necessity for continuation of each personality, and in some cases an emotional denial on the part of the living, of this fact, can lead to resistance in so far as the personality of those no longer connected with the physical field. This resistance must then be coped with, and results in difficulties that could be lessened through understanding on the part of those so-called living.

(Now, at 1:20 PM, Rob tells me: This morning a newly married couple visited him at the office. They were there from about 11:25 until noon. There was talk and kidding about marriage, etc. But he does not recall any specific mention of a marriage license as such.)

(It may be coincidence, but upon checking my back records I find that the last psychological time experiment I had listed, for September 9, was identical to the one above. See my notes on this on page 1, the 86th session.

(October 28, Wednesday, 5:30 PM: Today I had been working on a painting of apples. Trying psy-time, I saw apples twice. The first time they were in shades of gray and violet, and I saw small sections of them from a close-up position, as a stem detail, etc. The second time, I again saw the apples in sections, but this time in full color. I could discern easily the grain of the board, the brush strokes in the paint, etc.

(In between these two sightings I saw a middle-aged man in rolled-up white shirt sleeves, sitting at a kitchen-type table and staring to my right. His profile was to me. He had a definite cauliflower ear. His complexion was ruddy, his hair had a reddish tinge. He did not move. He reminded me somewhat of Bill Macdonnel's father, but it was not him. I also recall a small pencil drawing Bill has done of his father in a similar position, but from a full-face angle.)