1 result for (book:tma AND heading:"appendix a" AND stemmed:work)
[... 13 paragraphs ...]
On Wednesday I must have picked up on Peg’s visit earlier that same evening; her visit to Lib’s, her specific interest in the paintings. She asked someone to check the name because she wasn’t sure they were Rob’s work. Then later that night, relaxed, sitting on the bed, somehow those inner perceptions (of mine) would have surfaced … but without revealing their source. I can’t remember why I began the discussion, for example. So exactly what unconscious processing went on?
[... 9 paragraphs ...]
Today before I began work, for instance, I scribbled down ten quick phrases under the heading “Predictions: August 24, 1981.” This took perhaps three minutes or so. [Presented exactly as written by Jane.]
[... 18 paragraphs ...]
My eyes scanned the list. Could 3 and 7 — egg carton and milk man — apply to Larry’s grocery store job? These I just marked evocative. Then I thought of another connection with “milk man” — our young fan, Larry, once would only drink milk, he was on a natural food diet — or had been. In fact, I had offered him milk as I went over my predictions … I suddenly remembered something else. That morning before beginning work, I sat at my desk unaccountably thinking about the way Rob and I had met. I had the impulse, for no particular reason, to write about the meeting today instead of writing on this book (The Magical Approach) and spent a good ten minutes thinking about the entire affair. In memory’s quick vivid images I saw the very first meeting:
[... 1 paragraph ...]
The stranger who bent his head to our car window was Rob. Ed had recognized my husband’s car and followed us, asking us to go to his house to meet his new work partner, Rob, when I was finished visiting with my mother.
[... 4 paragraphs ...]
*Note: Early A.M. I think about writing today about first meeting Rob — though I’m working on Chapter Two of Magical Approach! Surprised by the impulse — then forget it.
[... 25 paragraphs ...]
… It would be simple enough, of course, to ascribe Ruburt’s thoughts and feelings to mere coincidence. He remembered the vividness of his feelings at the time, however. It looked as if Peter and Polly were indeed going to arrive almost as if Ruburt had in fact called and invited them. That evening the visit did take place. Actually, some work had prevented the couple from leaving when they intended. Instead, they called later from their home to say that they were just beginning their trip, and would stop on their way.
[... 1 paragraph ...]