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(She wasn’t too clear as to what she was panicky about, but as we talked I began to understand that she was re-experiencing the same round of fears that she had many times in the past, and that many of these private sessions have been devoted to over the years: her mother, her need for love, her fears of abandonment, the conflicts involving success and the psychic work, our relationship, and so forth, if anything’s left. I was certainly upset and irritated, for it seemed nothing new would come out of it all. I couldn’t help feeling that that was the way we were fated to live out our lives—that we’d picked those paths as a matter of choice years ago. We’d fallen so far away from a “normal” physical routine of living and motion that I could hardly recall what our lives had once been like. Nor, now, could I imagine Jane any other way, let alone allowing herself to recover enough to walk, say.
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(After supper Jane said she felt “loads of material from Seth” about our discussion this afternoon, and that it would take up not one but many sessions. I said I was ready, while thinking that here we go again. We sat at the card table in the living room. “It’s weird,” Jane said, “really weird....I was aware of those lapses again as soon as I said I’d have a session, and I wasn’t before. That stops me.” She referred to her dozing after we’d eaten.
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(8:02.) I am trying to give you some overall ahead-of-time suggestions as to how to deal with the material as you get it, because your approach can be quite vital. The “sinful-self syndrome” (long pause) was activated or heightened or highlighted in the last year or so in particular as you saw yourselves in a crisis situation (long pause), and to one extent or another Ruburt felt that he would be forced to ask for medical help if he did not further help himself.
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(“I didn’t yell at you,” I said. Jane continued to talk sporadically, and I ended up finally saying that I’d better not continue, for fear that I would go too far, so strong were my feelings at the moment. I knew that as they had in the past, the feelings would moderate, and that we’d continue to struggle along.
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