1 result for (book:tps6 AND heading:"delet session april 30 1981" AND stemmed:jane)
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Marie
mother
Sinful
grandmother
background
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(Jane had a pretty good day today—until we read over some of the late sessions this afternoon, those having to do with her relationship with her mother. Then she became “irritated and edgy” as she lay down for her nap. And last night, as usual, she’d had some dreams bearing upon our currents efforts to help her. They hadn’t been nightmarish, though. Actually, she’d slept well, and got up to have breakfast with me. This morning she did an acrylic of the mums Frank Longwell had given her for her coming birthday.
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(“See, I got scared then,” Jane said at 8:17, coming awake and sitting up straight on the couch. She wasn’t sure whether the momentary fright came from the sleeping or the fear of relaxation, though my feeling was that it was the latter. “I don’t know whether you should ask any questions about my mother,” she said, “that’s charged material....”
(This afternoon I’d suggested that she might like a word from Seth on her mother’s present situation—meaning that if her mother now had more insight as to her treatment of her daughter, this knowledge might help Jane feel better about her own reactions to her mother. Yet Jane wasn’t sure. When I repeated the suggestion now she said it regenerated those feelings of panic and/or unease, “but we haven’t time to go into them now, with the session due and all.”
(I attempted to reassure her, and added that we dared not let those feelings “go hide” again, underground in the psyche. Jane agreed. This afternoon I’d also said that I wouldn’t let her do that any more.
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(9:38 PM. Jane said as she came out of trance: “That was hard for me to get into. Just as I stopped I remembered something: When I lay down after we got through reading the sessions, I had another one of those sorts of half-conscious out-of-bodies, I guess you’d call it. One thing that happened was that I was standing an inch or so higher, and I was walking pretty fast—but I was still bent way over, like I was still in my body like that first time this happened. I was real pleased, though.”
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