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(Last April 18 Seth gave a private session for me that for the past several months I’ve been rereading almost daily. It contains some excellent material, and it seems that just recently, especially with all the fuss about foreign publishers, I’ve just begin to really put it to fruitful use. In the session Seth postulates two men, both portions of myself, who represents the conflicting sets of beliefs I’ve carried for years. The first man is my primary self, who discovers that he must bear the burdens of the second man imposed upon him through cultural beliefs involving taxes, success, the male breadwinner role, and so forth.
(With all of the recent hassles involving family visits, publishers, and so forth, I’ve begun keeping that session in mind often. Now whenever I sense a conflict arising, I do as I’d figured out—and as Seth himself suggested recently: I ask the advice of the first man; what would he do in these situations? Usually the answer, in the vernacular, is short and sweet, as they say: The hell with it. This means that I sidetrack —but not try to repress—those cultural and learned beliefs I’ve let rule my life in large measure, instead of following the natural, creative dictates of my first, or primary man. I should give him a name.
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Ruburt in his way felt in the same fashion. You both felt sure of yourselves, in that regard. In that regard. After that, Ruburt felt that he must protect his ability, guarding it against the world, and even against any other tendencies that he felt might run counter to his ability.
He wanted to protect himself against the “artistic temperament” as it is conventionally understood. He thought that body and mind were two different things, that the body must be controlled for the sake of the mind, that his consciousness existed apart—in his head, say—with its own abilities, while his body had its own pursuits as apart from his own.
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(10:20.) He overspecialized his ideas of creativity, for everything that comes to his attention is grist for the mill. As I said before, he must realize that it is safe and natural and good to express his being freely—not just a certain decided-upon portion of it.
I will have more to say about this on Wednesday evening. And in the meantime, make a habit yourself of asking, as you did this evening, about walking after dinner. If you understand what I am saying, then you will realize that basically your impulses will never betray you, but always add to your natural fulfillment, and that of your abilities; so have him, again, try to be more permissive in that regard. He is still afraid that his impulses will lead him away from “work” —where instead they provide the greater context from which the greater existence springs.
His impulses provide him with inspiration also. There may be days when his impulses lead him to do housework, or—zounds!—to want to walk more, but that freer inner motion will also release him for the kind of inspiration he wants.
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(10:32. “I had no idea he was going to do that,”” Jane said, meaning work on the new book. “I’m so glad we got back on the book. And whatever he said about me, just give it to me and I’ll follow it to a T.”)