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(Today Jane did well, walking about the house quite a bit more often than she has been doing lately.

(Before the session we talked about some questions we’d written down for the pendulum work tomorrow morning. They had to do with inspiration, Jane’s attitudes toward me as an authority figure, and so forth. This noon she’d made a very revealing remark, to the effect that her being out of condition was of service to me, also. I agreed, of course.

I am describing attitudes. Years ago, when it looked—generally speaking, now: I am simplifying—as if you might be swallowed by Artistic, you rebelled and became ill. You made certain readjustments, the sessions began, time went on. You were not selling paintings to any considerable degree. Ruburt knew he would not take a full-time job either. You may sometimes forget now how vehement your joint ideas were in those years, against the ordinary individual’s prospect of working eight hours a day, year after year, in the same place, doing the same thing. So Ruburt added the necessity of money to his creative goals, in a strong fashion.

The creative abilities, of course, do not think of bodies-of-work. They create out of the joy and natural necessity to do so, and their productions also exist in a realm far too large to be so easily categorized.

The same sort of situation operates in millions of families, and the rewards that you gave each other for your creative endeavors were excellent, and worked beautifully. They still do. There is nothing wrong with the other attitudes. You did, however, both for years believe most firmly that your creative endeavors were dependent upon the need for protection from others, the world, from time, and even from any of your own characteristics that did not seem to fit into that overall pattern.

When, as time progressed, the need for constant decisions to speak here and there, to see thus and so, to do housework or write, or whatever, Ruburt simply began to cut down on the body’s availability to action, and he felt that that would take care of that.

I realize your predicament, so do not think I am being unfeeling; and yet, my dear friends, on other levels those failures were considered successes. You finally got it through your heads that something had to be done, and something is being done. In the process, you see, your views of life are changing, and that change is showing that your creative abilities, if expressed, will automatically allow you to express your natures—your natures—and will lead you into your most advantageous way of life.

All of this meant he was left with body beliefs, so that he believed his body could not respond normally. Again, the evidence gave seeming confirmation, so that his confidence in his body was lessened. You both used his condition as an excuse for not doing certain things because you believed an excuse was necessary.

I do not expect either of you to be saints, so certainly do not expect it of yourselves. If you hear Ruburt grunting, et cetera, try to recognize the event, and try to reassure him, when possible. That is important. On the other hand, he should begin to definitely tell you when he is feeling better, when he feels releases, so that that new evidence can begin to more effectively take over from the old.

Let him do his walking or whatever so that he is free to just sit and write before or afterward—you follow me. You are doing well, though, and also any change of routine or pattern in your lives within the general context is good, for you need the variety.

(“Do you want to say something about his dream with Gert Bustin last night?”)