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DELETED SESSION

(This is the first Seth session Jane has held since the private session for November 10, 1982: Eleven months.

(This evening she lay nude on her back in her bed in room 330 in St. Joseph’s hospital. She’s mentioned trying to have a session for the last two days, after I’ve been mentioning it briefly to her recently, as per our agreement to see if she could have Seth sessions while in the hospital. Many of the details surrounding these sessions can be found in my daily private notes, so we don’t need them here.

(Tonight at session time the small television set on its swivel arm was on, opposite Jane’s left knee. Her broken right leg [just above the knee] leaned against her left leg. The television picture was on but the sound was off. Jane had just finished a cigarette. Actually, I thought, this was almost an ideal time to try for a session in the hospital, for after supper she wasn’t apt to be bothered by staff people for some little time.

(Almost as soon as she said she’d try to have a short session, she started right in. I just had time to write the time on my pad. Her Seth voice was deeper than her usual voice to some extent, but it wasn’t loud, and I was sure no one would notice anything unusual sound-wise from the hall outside the closed door of room 330. Jane’s eyes remained open, but she took few long pauses.)

I will discuss deeper matters with you at another time, but hopefully we will hold a session before too much time has passed.

That is why I am speaking about it this evening. I will also help Ruburt in any way I can. This brief session is a breakthrough in itself, and will show excellent results in many different ways.

Your joint creative abilities should also be more aroused because of this session, so that you will have more intuitive breakthroughs on your own, and jointly, that will benefit you both in many ways.

(Pause at 7:03.) I do not imagine we will go so long a time between sessions again, and I am speaking therefore to reassure you that I am still present. Let Ruburt take a cigarette break, and then I may speak again for a short time—but if not, do not be discouraged, for in any case this session marks a new beginning.

(“Well, that sure must mean something,” each of us said more than once. It was too much: Peg and Bill dropping in like that during a break in the first Seth session we’d held in almost a year. At the same time, I was afraid the excitement of the visit would interfere with Jane resuming the session. We waited to see if Seth would return—and he did, in less than a minute.

—I was going to say that I would end the session.

My purpose this evening was merely to assure you of my presence, and in particular to reassure Ruburt that the sessions could continue whenever he was willing.

I leave you for this evening—and though the session is over, it is not over at the same time. It will continue in its own way, and I hope to have another session at your convenience.

(Both of us were more than pleased. “I’m tickled to death,” I said. “I think it —the session—means the start of a drastic improvement.”

(Jane said the session “felt good” while she was doing it. She hadn’t been sure Seth would return after the Gallaghers left. For myself, I felt a distinct resurgence of hope as I cleaned my stuff up after the session, and we talked while I got ready to go home for supper. I couldn’t help but feel better.

(A note added the next morning: I was especially pleased to hear Seth talk of redemption, for that’s one of the main themes I tried to explore in the essays for Dreams—redemption on many levels, even though we may not grasp what’s transpiring on a number of those levels. But more and more, ever since he gave that session, some time ago now, on redemption, I’ve come to believe that the very idea or theme of redemption may be the major path we follow in physical life.)