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[... 6 paragraphs ...]
Give us a moment.... The tension in the head area was applied gradually over a period of time. Ruburt was not aware of it, specifically, as he began to limit, say, the range of the eyes’ motions, for that happened inconspicuously enough as the head motions were restricted. In a manner of speaking, everything was in proportion.
[... 5 paragraphs ...]
Those passages can become congested simply because of the increased circulation in the head area. In this process, however, the entire body is being improved rather than, say, specific areas. He knows he feels softer—both ordinary tissue and his muscles.
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(9:56.) Give us a moment.... All of this does require a trust in the body’s strength and resources. The improvements themselves are learning processes, as Ruburt learns to trust the body, as before he did not.
[... 4 paragraphs ...]
The letting-down feelings can be odd to Ruburt, for he held himself under such tight rein for so long.
I am trying to make a point without overstressing it. You cannot expect such overall bodily changes, and not expect to feel them. The symptoms crept up on Ruburt, so to speak, now. It is true there are miraculous, instant, healings. I will discuss them at another time. Often they are permanent. On other occasions they may rid the individual of one problem in such a way that he only finds a different one.
[... 2 paragraphs ...]
Give us a moment.... All of these processes, and the increased overall bodily activity, do increase Ruburt’s temperature at times. I am not saying that he has a fever, but that there are accelerations of energy that often bring local rushes of circulation and heat. In hot humid weather, that does become noticeable. The sweating is also the result of increased bodily activity.
[... 3 paragraphs ...]
I am not going into the reasons, again, for Ruburt’s condition. One of the primary attitudes, however, had to do with trying “to fight all battles at once” —a good many of them imaginary. He tried to escape from DISTRACTIONS—in capital letters—in a black-and-white fashion, making no distinctions at all. For a while anything that was not writing was a distraction.
[... 2 paragraphs ...]
The men, working here (on Jane’s back room and porch), are distracting. They are not enemies. To Ruburt they represent the world at your door, yet he is seeing other people in a truer light as a result. They are not creatures to be feared, run from. They do not have guns. The larger threat was in his mind.
Regardless of your attitudes, perhaps, those men do not think you both strange for working at home. They recognize you as a different breed than themselves, with different interests and abilities that they rather envy. They even try not to disturb you. Ruburt’s room, in which he hopes to be highly creative, is being built by such people who do know their own kind of creativity, and salute creativity in others. While the affair is distracting, then, it is highly worthwhile on deeper levels.
[... 2 paragraphs ...]
In this life Ruburt knew his neighborhood as a child, and his feelings about people were not tempered by television programs showing normal families, or other ways of life. He believed that life was a life-and-death struggle, and having finally found what he wanted to do, his mode of survival, he brought out all of his artillery to protect himself while he did his thing.
He overgeneralized, so that each smallest distraction brought out the entire array. Writing would get him the fullest use of his abilities and fulfillment, his own approval and yours, financial security, and hopefully some kind of success in terms of a reputation. You must remember what I told you of your reactions during those years—but your situation, to him, meant that he must work twice as hard, and perhaps have to make it for both of you.
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In all of this he did not until recently realize, or want to realize, that he was not fully responding to his own life, or even that he was not fully functional, but “responsive” was the word. Also you tossed fears between you like a ball, so that when one was optimistic the other one was down. You do not have to be saints or prophets. Your beliefs in the power of the present, and in Ruburt’s recovery, as stated lately in these sessions, must, however, outbalance your doubts.
[... 10 paragraphs ...]