1 result for (book:tps7 AND heading:"delet session may 23 1982" AND stemmed:was)
7/28 (25%)
mcg
dozing
assurances
finger
magical
[... 3 paragraphs ...]
(I didn’t know who would be speaking tonight. “Boy, I want a session from Seth so bad,” Jane said at 8:11. At the same time she was squirming uncomfortably in her chair—her seat hurt “from dragging my pants over it today all those times when I went to the bathroom.... I did feel him around earlier,” she added, then started dozing again as we sat at the card table. She woke up enough to ask me to light a cigarette for her. “Your notes don’t show it for last night, but I was right, but I was highly upset at that hospital experience,” she said, meaning the experience at St. Joseph’s. “Boy, I was so glad to see you and get home....”
[... 1 paragraph ...]
(Jane’s Seth voice was pretty steady for the most part. Her eyes were closed often as she spoke, her pauses average.)
[... 4 paragraphs ...]
(Last night, for example, Jane was very restless. She called me several times during the night to massage her legs and feet, reporting many strange sensations in them. I took all of this activity as an example of Seth’s material, above, and mentioned it to her at the time. She seemed to agree, but was quite uncomfortable.
[... 3 paragraphs ...]
I choose to speak on such issues this evening because it is highly important that you are both assured that Ruburt’s physical condition can indeed improve, and furthermore that it is improvement. The finger that has so upset you both (Long pause at 8:37, leaning to her right, dozing....) I keep trying to explain the magical approach in new ways, to bring home its great effectiveness. At its basic heart there is the assurance that despite all appearances, say, to the contrary with any given issue, the present can suddenly be changed for the better in a remarkable fashion. Ruburt’s finger is, after all, healing itself. For all of the hospital’s concern (very long pause), the finger was using its own healing abilities, and knew it was in no danger.
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(8:52. Suddenly Jane was out of trance and looking at me.
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(“I don’t know.... That was really strange. I feel like Seth was here for five minutes, and then I was back. I don’t know. If I can get more I’ll get it....” She fumbled for a cigarette. In the soft light her finger looked blue. “Give me a light.... I’m going to try to do more. Yeah, I guess there’ll be more.” We sat in silence. Then in a stronger, faster voice:
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(9:07 PM. Jane’s delivery was much more emphatic after break. I didn’t read the session to her right after breakfast. Instead I finished typing it by 10:30; now we’ll read it together.)