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(No session was held Monday evening, since Jane was enjoying a very beneficial relaxation.

(At about the same time Emir was mailed, Jane sent Richard Bach “a crazy poem” that she’d written a couple of days earlier. Sunday, Richard called us from either Nevada or California. He gave Jane the excellent news that wherever he went the Seth books were known, and that Jane truly was changing our society through her work. This sort of news always surprises us, I guess, because we must be more isolated than we know; also, the sales aren’t all that great, so I always wonder just what the person bases such statements on when making them. But Dick’s message was certainly a heartening one, and one I’d say that Jane could really use to good effect.

(Certainly the Richard Bach-Eleanor Friede affair is reactivating a probability that was available, of course—or one could say that Jane decided to draw from Framework 2 those certain elements to work with in Framework 1. Interesting to see what happens.

(I had three questions for Seth. 1: Jane’s weight, which I’d realized recently, had dropped without my noticing it. Seth’s recent remark, that she was beginning to gain weight again, had alerted me to it, although I’d noticed in recent weeks that Jane was much too thin—when I helped her put on a shirt, take a bath, etc. 2: What’s going on generally with her, physically, or as Jane put it “Why is it—her recovery—taking so long?” 3. At least a few words from Seth generally on the whole Emir thing.)

He is moving out of one house. He is no longer on dead center, wondering what kind of treatment he might receive at another house—and so he is moving at important psychological levels. He was willing to take a chance, therefore he was not quite as determined upon safety above all. He allowed the impulse to surface initially, and then he allowed himself to act upon it, in a sense “throwing caution to the wind.” That is, he was not going to have Emir cut in two, period, even if it meant, as he hoped it would not, that he must ship it around to many other places.

The impulse allowed Framework 2 to operate, pulling in new probabilities. They are not “old” probabilities. No probabilities are old. No matter how far into the past they may seem to go, they emerge freshly and newly at the point of activation. For Ruburt in a way it was an expression of daring, partially the result of your suggestions, and his growing understanding that he had become not too spontaneous, but too conservative. Our sessions also helped.

No one in his childhood, in his 20’s, or in your early relationship, ever warned him that he could become too conservative. It certainly did not seem that he was being overly cautious in any regard, and yet when his sexuality was perhaps most noticeable, he made sure he took up with a man, Walt, who could not take advantage of it—a very cautious step for all of its unconventional overtones.

People expect conventional behavior, so his spontaneity was then more apparent, and often frowned upon. The conservative behavior that, for example, kept him a virgin into his mid-twenties, was never understood by others—no one, for example, would have thought him at that time a virgin.

The desire to write was not conservative, but in many ways his attitude toward it became so. His attitude toward his publisher has largely been the same. Ruburt is certainly not considered conservative, and yet a need for safety and security certainly added an overly heavy hand in his approach to life—particularly of course where the world was involved.

So the affair with Eleanor is significant, particularly since the book was assured publication with Prentice. He has been concerned about Emir.

I told you that he was beginning to gain weight, and so he is. This does not mean he cannot gain more. The back area in particular is somewhat more noticeable, since the muscles are beginning to work more. The circulation is improved—veins and so forth show more—but he has begun to gain because even in the chair he moves his legs more, which has increased his appetite.

Some excellent healing took place Monday evening, and Ruburt was right to relax. That healing is making possible some other improvements that have not yet shown. Again, the stress should be upon self-approval and acceptance for both of you.

(“I have another question,” I told Seth before he could say goodnight. “It’s about my dream last Sunday morning, when I was climbing the church steeple that reached way above me into the sky. Only I couldn’t do it and came back down.”)

The dream is self-explanatory. You represented yourself, and yet you also represented your idea of the species in its relationship to the acquisition of any ultimate knowledge. For one thing, the dream represented an attitude, of course, that truth was something apart from man, hopefully to be acquired, and definitely involving an ascent.

The church symbolism was also obvious, but the situation itself exists in an intellectual framework. Intellectually known truths are the goal—truths almost like some exotic product to be attained by man, as man searches through science or religion for ultimate answers.

In a strange fashion, the dream process in which your dream occurred was truth. The creative energy that fashioned the dream was truth—though the questioning kind of attitude you had in the dream of itself would make truth seem always unavailable.

(“No. That was very good.”)

Then I bid you a fond good night. It was very good—it was your dream.