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(As she ate a good lunch I told Jane about my very vivid dream of last night—in which Jane, myself and her deceased father, Del, had driven to Bemidji, Minnesota, in the summertime. In wintertime that town is one of the coldest spots in the country. I described how Del had driven us around the town and country there in his old pickup truck, and how for a time he and I had become separated from Jane. I’d also spent time wandering around alone up there, but Jane and I were eventually reunited safe and sound.
(I thought the dream was another very positive one, and meant that Jane and I have left behind the old dead beliefs represented by Del. The fact that we were there in the summertime was also a good sign.
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The cells, the tissues, and the organs “expect” to grow, following their own natures. They expect that they will develop all of their capabilities. They do not think in terms of impediments, and when one is encountered they simply regard it as a challenge to be overcome, and then forgotten.
Children possess this high expectancy, this promise of future growth and development, and whenever those expectations are discouraged, then to that extent the quality of life itself is diminished. It is true, nevertheless, that many of the world’s organizations are formed around a completely different, opposing concept—taking it for granted that the worst possibility rather then the best one will be activated in the lives of its members.
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(7:12 PM. I was glad I’d stayed. Jane had a cigarette while I packed my stuff to leave. Unexpectedly, I’d stumbled across several questions. Above all, I didn’t want the fund idea, say, to lead to complications with the insurance deal, I told Jane, or perhaps to lead to a failure of a settlement there. That is, I didn’t want to desert the insurance angle; I felt we were owed something there. I knew full well that new events brought in new probabilities. This morning while working on the letter to Maude Cardwell, I guess I’d blithely took it for granted that the fund idea might supplement any insurance benefits. But then after supper, as I talked with Seth, I found myself wondering whether the fund thing would cause enough of a change in our probabilities to perhaps negate the insurance settlement, whatever it might be. I do have faith that we’ll be treated fairly. I want to note that I have faith that all will work out, that I’m not running from one hope to another while deserting previous ones.)