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(First, though: Last week I received from our eye doctor, Jim Adams, the usual card telling me that it had been two years since my eyes had been examined and new glasses prescribed. At first I put it out of my mind, but soon began to be bothered by a mild feeling of strain, especially when painting—without glasses, by the way. I thought suggestion was operating, that I was telling myself I needed new glasses, whereas before receiving the notice I’d felt okay.

Separate: You wanted some affirmation of your body’s vitality, of its resilience and recuperative energies. You also wanted some reassurance that you could operate as an artist as long as you chose in this life. You used the incident of the optometrist’s notice to give yourself a very fine lesson, for in the back of your mind you did indeed worry and wonder that your eyes were becoming tired. Under usual circumstances, those “symptoms” would be interpreted as signs of difficulty. You discovered instead that the so-called symptoms are signs that your glasses have become too strong because your eyesight has not simply held its own, but most remarkably improved, and in a way that is medically demonstrable.

They have improved because you are indeed learning to relax about yourself more, and the improvement occurs first of all in that area of your main interest —your work—but it represents what is an overall time of regeneration. Your eyes do not exist alone in your head.

(10:30 PM. Jane felt much better than she had before the session. Naturally, Seth’s material about a physical regeneration makes me think about other parts of the body regenerating itself—and Jane’s too. When we got up this morning I told Jane that I’d had a dream that we’d been participating in group sex at a party, but that I couldn’t recall anything more than that. No one we know was in the dream, and actually I recalled only the preliminary stages of the affair, not any actual sexual activity.

(Jane. of course, was very upset by my chest difficulty, telling me after her nap that she was very worried, bothered of course by the fact that she’d asked me to wash windows. It will be remembered that one of my stronger reactions last month had come about after I washed windows, too. I told her that I agreed the situation was somewhat discouraging, since it seemed I hadn’t learned much from all of this upset of the last couple of months. I’d felt good yesterday for the first time in a long while, again, and told Jane that even though I’d quite forgotten the problems yesterday, today’s events showed that they hadn’t been solved, but merely temporarily forgotten until triggered again.