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(For the last several days Jane’s arms, shoulders, hands, rib cage, and related parts have bothered her tremendously—more so than ever. Presumably, muscles and ligaments are still stretching, but the process has been very painful for her, making many movements she used to enact very difficult. Her walking has been impaired also by the extreme sensitivity of her upper body. Her stress relieved itself to some degree today as the hours passed, although she was still quite uncomfortable, still unable to walk as much as she had been doing recently. I asked that Seth comment on all of these developments, and why they were so painful for Jane.
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(Jane only said that the insight, if accurate at all, was depressing, after I’d read it to her.)
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In some cases the individual’s money or jewels are not even available to them themselves, but hidden in the bank’s deep vaults, behind all kinds of barriers and hidden time locks that must be cared for by bank attendants. Such people do not want publicity, for someone might find their address and rob their valuables—those that remain at home.
Now, to some extent, you and Ruburt felt enough the same way to make the analogy feasible, only Ruburt was the one who constructed the edifice that would protect his own abilities, first of all, and yours as well. Beliefs are the attendants—not strangers at all. With such an edifice, Ruburt can only use his abilities under certain conditions, and he imagines all kinds of impulses, situations, or whatever, that might steal them away, or steal away the time necessary to express them. Just like our millionaire, who everywhere imagines in the most innocent face the gluttonous look of the thief-to-be.
The millionaire checks all of the locks, perhaps, or has the bank president show him the latest security measures that are being taken—and to some degree, now, Ruburt, and you to a lesser degree, have checked Ruburt’s security system. Was it secure enough to keep you from accepting invitations, to allow you to avoid distractions, or emotional complications that might arise from any considerable contact with others in, say, “professional terms?” Ruburt built the edifice, but you looked on, for though you disliked the building blocks, say, the symptoms—you thought until very lately that it did serve its purpose very well.
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His body’s improvement directly challenges those old beliefs, and brings them into the open. I do not want to overstate, but it is as if, for example, the upper portion of his body had been held in a vice. That vice is indeed breaking up. I have largely explained this before, but the position of the arms, trunk, neck, jaw, head, and ribs were all related. The arms were not just shortened, but only worked in certain restricted positions, where they were relatively reliable. All of that is changing, and must for the further release of the walking mechanisms.
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