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Besides normal reasons, he was psychically inclined, at a time when Jane was young and herself close to a past life. She sensed his deep and personal inner awareness. It confused and haunted him, since his inarticulateness applied also to thoughts within himself. He felt strongly but could not explain. In his solitary nature he came close to being a mystic, but he was unable to relate his personality as Joseph Burdo with the social world at large, or even to other members of the family. There was a block, regrettably. He felt strongly his connection with the universe as a whole and with nature as he understood it. But to him, nature did not include his fellow human beings. The solitariness that besieged him — because it did besiege him — is dangerous to any personality unless it comes after identification with the human race.
Even in his poetry, before our work, Ruburt’s energy led him way beyond “himself” at certain times. He tried to hold himself down because, he felt, the energy was so strong that allowed freedom in almost any direction, it would bring him into conflict with the mores and ways of other people.
(Throughout her formative years, however, Jane’s grandfather — her “Little Daddy,” as she called him — played an important part. To some extent he replaced the father she’d lost at the age of two when her parents were divorced. Joseph Adolphe Burdo was of Canadian and Indian stock, and grew up speaking French. His ancestors had originally spelled the family name “Bordeaux.” In certain ways Jane identified strongly with him, as Seth explains in the excerpts to follow from the 14th session for January 8, 1964.
Ruburt is literally a great receiver of energy. He attracts it, and it must therefore go through him, translated into outward experience. He is himself. He cannot turn himself or his abilities off … His activities would be strong in whatever level of activity he focused his energy, exaggerated in terms of others by comparison. He is a great mystic. Naturally, that is, a great mystic. That is reflected through his poetry as well as our specific work. So that expression would come through poetry also with its “psychedelic” experience, regardless of specific sessions….
[...] The symptoms kept him at his job, at home, and allowed him to concentrate without outside distractions; kept him writing, with mystical experience dutifully translated into art.
Give us a moment … Ruburt greatly needs to realize that you love him, and accept him, as he is now in your terms. [...]
He remembered his mother’s constant criticism of him, but barely recalls his scandalized disapproval of her swearing, for example, on his return home. [...]
[...] While he followed the framework, nothing could swerve him from it, and here (touching the photo) in this child’s picture, you already have the unswerving nature, the great spontaneity, looking for a structure that will allow it growth, and yet give the illusion of safety.