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The walking progress is already assured because of inner physical events now occurring. These are following their own course, but some exterior improvement in that area should very shortly be showing.

Other adjustments are being made first to insure overall balance and coordination, as work is being done on the knees, leg muscles and feet. Otherwise too much strain is thrown upon other areas of the body, which then must compensate.

Ruburt should try, again, not to concentrate on the walking area. To take it for granted it is being taken care of. The soreness that sometimes occurs in joints is due to their activation, will not last, and should be accepted in that light. The few minutes for badminton are important, and gently familiarize Ruburt with the sense of quicker motion.

The area of concentration now however should be not upon the body but upon daily living, his writing and your plans. (The Nature of) Personal Reality quite assures your financial situation for some time to come. One point I want to mention: Ruburt’s mother tried to escape poverty through the calculated unrelenting use of her beauty, and it did not work. Ruburt in his own way tried to escape poverty through the use of his brains, and he was afraid that that was not going to work either. Ruburt’s brains however gave him much more leeway than his mother’s beauty gave her, and his intellect came with a counterpart—an intuitional and psychic counterpart that enriched it and kept it from becoming bitter or even ingrown.

Now: you had built-in status in Ruburt’s eyes, simply because you were an artist. Status did not imply so much a place in society as a place of self. It held one to some extent aloof from society, being by nature an inbuilt superiority. Carried too far, such an idea can lead to an isolationism in which only work is important, and the daily joys experienced by others become unimportant and trivial. The very intuitive feelings behind the writer image were based upon the mysticism of nature, the joy of creaturehood; and yet pursued with too much literal-mindedness, the determination to write, once equated with work, led to important denials in those precise areas.