“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

What was not said is this: he felt that no one with whom he had been intimately involved believed in him as a person, or trusted his intrinsic value, except for yourself. Your meeting and love helped reinforce all of his own creative aspects and rearroused his faith in himself. While he had that strong faith in himself, the other tendencies, including the false prophet ideas, lost all but the most minute significance.

His mother, Father Ryan, Walter, some college friends, Mozet, Hays, all of those persons in one way or another implied strongly at times that he was either a saint or a devil, a creator or a destroyer. He held his faith in himself despite those odds, and because of the vitality of his youth.

He was afraid to make a decision for fear that it would be the wrong one, and sometimes literally afraid to move for fear of making the wrong move, and earning your displeasure of disapproval.

Indeed. He is too literal to let things remain hidden. He would have made changes, and insisted you face the symbolic situation in concrete terms, as in entirely separate apartments, or different bedrooms, until the physical situation mirrored the symbolic ones.

Your location. You gave it more negative ones than Ruburt, but each of you felt it was all you could afford, and poor at that. The contrast between your last stay there, and that one, and in your relationship, was too obvious for comfort.

You (to me) felt that your physical situation in the years between was not that much better—and on top of it you had quit your job. The two of you were in one room together, where Ruburt felt his imperfections could not be hidden.

Tell our dear friend Eleanor to be less lovingly concerned—no one will take advantage of you unless you believe that they will. Look at the New York world and the California world with the eyes of the Seagull. Expect to find understanding and (in quotes) “real people,” and you will.