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The conscious mind had nothing to do with this. He strongly wished for the friend’s presence. The wish became reality. You must understand the rules that apply. For they apply whether or not you understand them, and whether or not the wish is one that you really want fulfilled.

(This noon our friend Jim Beckett visited us for the first time in some months. Jim used to be a TV repairman. Last evening our TV set was acting up, and Jane wished aloud that Jim would visit us and fix the set, as he has done in the past.

(Jim lives out of town and is now a traveling repairman for office equipment. He has witnessed a few sessions, perhaps two years ago. Today he told us that as he drove within about four blocks of our house, he received the strong urge to visit us.)

Your father used hay fever as a symptom of helplessness, and as a demand for the attention that he did not get, even then, from your mother. The pattern was set earlier in his childhood. He discarded the symptoms because they did not get him what he wanted. Your mother could not be bothered.

She did not comfort him as his mother had. You picked up the condition when he realized that it no longer served him. At that time you accepted it, however, along with your conception of what it was to be a male. If you had a son and did not know what you know, you would automatically so transfer it.

He was, or appeared to be, crying, and you saw him. A rather soundless sobbing that involved running eyes and nose. I believe this was in the afternoon, around four. I think your mother and the young boy were out—

I believe a watch was somehow involved. He lost it, or someone broke it. It may have been his own father’s watch. Perhaps your mother broke it in anger, but I am not sure of this.

(“The words ‘A fine form of a woman’.” Jane says this is a clear-enough reference to a remark Dick made when the group of three was sitting in the yard with their drinks, on the evening Jane wrote the poem used as object. Barbara asked Dick why he shouldn’t get married. Dick replied there was no reason he should, since he now sat with “two fine women,” both of them good looking; or words to that effect.