1 result for (book:tps7 AND heading:"delet session novemb 20 1983" AND stemmed:jane)
10/45 (22%)
sweetly
honey
torso
movements
exercize
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(The day was warm—better than 60 degrees—when I got to 330, and sunny, though the sky soon began to turn darker. Jane was doing well. She saw Fred Kardon this morning, who asked her his usual questions. He told her she’s having blood work done tomorrow morning, so the level of thyroid medication can be checked, as it is monthly. He said she’s still getting quite a lot of the Synthroid for a person of her body weight.
(Jane has been having trouble with the new teeth, so I put Sea Bond adhesive on them before she ate lunch, and this helped somewhat. She’s been holding her own eating, but it’s been a struggle. She’s also sticking to her resolve to drink more water, though not to any great amount.
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(I was working with the mail. sorting it by date, when Jane said, “Will you write something down for me?” She actually thought it might be from Seth—she could hear his voice reciting it, I believe she said. It’s poetry; I’m presenting it line by line as Jane told me to divide it after the session.
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(3:58. Break. “The funny thing is,” Jane said, “I thought that that was coming from Seth—that is, he was speaking the words, though he usually doesn’t do things like that.... I don’t even know what I think about it.... I had the feeling that that was being read loudly and clearly and richly by Seth—I could hear him doing it.”
(At the start this evening, she’d been unsure that Seth was involved. We talked about how Seth has said he wasn’t a poet, way back at the beginning of the sessions in 1963. “That was probably because he didn’t want me to think he was challenging me,” Jane said. “Of course he’s a poet. A lot of his stuff is poetry, it always has been.”
(The strange thing is, I’d had very similar thoughts this morning when typing Session 890 for Dreams, I told Jane now. While Cathy came in to take vitals, I went down the hall to see Susie in room 305—but found her asleep.
(Jane was ready for more at 4:10.
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(4:12. “I think that’s all,” Jane said.
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(4:20 PM. After we’d checked the lineage of the poetry, Jane did a few movements, although she knew it was getting to be time to turn on her left side.
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(Jane called at about 10:10 PM, and we discussed the show briefly. We agreed that the film had been quite mild—that any real disaster would be unimaginably worse. “Still,” I said, “maybe it’s a start. Maybe it’ll lead to something.”)