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(Before supper this evening Jane said she was tired of “trying to figure out the world,” and so forth. Part of her pique stemmed from her difficulty in trying to get into her ideas on heroics. She has done some excellent writing on heroic themes in recent days, but hasn’t plunged into her library yet. And to me: “Sometimes I think that you, whenever you get any idea that doesn’t have to do with painting, ought to stamp it out with both feet, and just stick to that. You shouldn’t ever have left it....” I admitted that the thought had occurred to me—that indeed I’d been thinking about it a lot since I’d had my physical hassles starting early last month.
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(9:53.) To some extent both of you, and by your own choices, have established your own laboratory of the mind, in which you live your lives and examine them at the same time—and in which you try to view any maladies and dissatisfactions by different standards; and in a light that requires more of you, so that you do not rely as others do upon the comforts of conventionalized knowledge in any field.
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The same applies to you, and I expect both of you, in the last halves of your lives, to demonstrate the bursts of creativity and new wisdom that should ideally appear in each life. Have him let himself go. Encourage him to follow his impulses to be the self that he is.
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(Louder, and in answer to our talk earlier:) I am quite willing to hold as many sessions a week as suits your fancies. A point: I told you that the sessions must be fun—that is, creative, exploratory, and as free as possible – and, I add, not only for you but for me as well. I would not be here if I did not most of the time find it thoroughly enjoyable. There are moments when I wish I could jar you both enough so that you could perceive clearly the intimate, immediate and also far-reaching effect of your beliefs upon your lives. When I wish I could somehow make you understand that reality springs from your thoughts, and not the other way around, and that any given thought is far more real in basic terms than the table upon which Ruburt rests his foot (stamping upon the table with that foot). End of session. A fond and exuberant good evening.
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