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(Today I finished editing Chapter 11 of Psyche—Seth’s latest completed book, and wrapped it, with Chapter 10, for mailing to Prentice-Hall tomorrow. I am now caught up with Seth’s work, except for whatever may lie ahead with Mass Reality—but we regard that as current work, still in progress, of course. A strange feeling, after three years....

(I asked Jane if Seth would comment on my throat difficulty. Lately my throat, or the roof of the mouth, has been uncomfortable. The pendulum told me yesterday that it was because I was concerned that our finishing Psyche this year would give us more money, which in turn would mean that our taxes next April would be higher —a ridiculous worry, I agree, and quite in keeping with my past attitudes about money and taxes. I did think I’d learned some things about money and taxes, but this latest hassle makes me wonder. I was also hesitant to take the pendulum at face value, after the results achieved regarding the tooth data recently. But I figured I’d learned from that episode, so decided to try using it again.

(A few notes, rather than at the end of the sessions:On Thursday, November 9, I had the two teeth extracted by Paul O’Neill—a difficult time indeed, but after an uncomfortable night and morning, am recovering as expected. I am glad it is over, needless to say. Further restorative, “positive” capping is planned.... Tam is due next Thursday, bringing the copyedited Seven with him.... No sooner had I returned home Thursday after the extractions, than Jane told me Eleanor Friede wanted to visit this Saturday. We said okay, hoping I’d feel better by then. So it’s Friday night as I type this material. The face feels better. Jane and I hardly think it coincidental that Tam and Eleanor will be here within a few days of each other. Besides books both have in the works of Jane’s, what other reasons could have caused them to decide on almost simultaneous visits, we wonder....)

(9:00.) Ruburt rather good-naturedly appreciates being in the position of paying taxes, since his upbringing was at the taxpayers’ expense. I know you understand this—but carried to the extreme, that resentment would allow you barely enough to live on, and you actually would refuse to make money, because you so resent the high taxes connected with a good living. Yet financial security is important to both of you, because it allows you the freedom to create as you choose, and to follow this path. Yet remember that for all of its failings, your peace of mind is also the result of the American services that were available when you did not have much money, as they are now.

Now what does youth mean to many? A time of conflict, and emotional turmoil. Certainly the young are usually poor, rather than rich, and what is best to shock a complacent mind out of its complacency—its feared complacency? For Frank was not complacent, but feared that age would make him so—hence a conflict. Its very emotional vividness tells him he is not old and complacent, and its financial elements certainly make clear to him that he is not seeping in elderly security. No indeed—he is pushed toward action.

(9:16.) He likes the farmer image, but he is afraid that being a farmer would cut him off from the commerce with the marketplace that he now enjoys, and the hearty comradeship. His feelings about money are mixed. He is slightly contemptuous of it, while liking what it can buy. He is slightly contemptuous of the wealthy, or those in social positions. He enjoys needling them, while at the same time traveling in their circle.

(9:22.) He lives above his means for certain reasons—because he enjoys a certain kind of self-indulgence, and the immediate satisfaction of desires, but also a kind of backhand slap against the socially prominent or wealthier associates—that he can live as well as they.

He is overall good-natured, of good intent, as ready to serve the indulgences of others as his own. But he is not what you call a businessman. He is too warm, in this particular context, now—he wants to be liked and approved of, so he lets others take advantage of him—and when he knows this it makes him angry. Yet he continues on the pattern.

That is enough for now. I hope it will be some help to him—but he need not “scare himself to death” in order to prove that he is alive and vital. He is at his prime of his life.

Simply a beautiful symbol of communication, for you wanted to voice your resentment again, but covered it over. And with Frank in terms of probabilities, the Edgecomb adventure may still go through—but Frank and his brother each gave the gentleman permission to act as he has. Frank wanted that excitement. To a lesser extent now, the same applies to Eve, for she likes her unpredictability coated just a bit with some security. But this time of emotional turmoil takes their minds off the fact that their children are grown, and adds a new challenge—one that convinces them that life is still exciting, that you must be on your toes. It even brings them closer together.