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(Jane didn’t call last night. It was only 10 above when I got up. I took a shower, ate breakfast and fed the cats, put the trash out to be picked up by the service we subscribe to, and gave both Classie and “Black Dog” — whose name, Margaret Bumbalo told me, is Missy — snacks of dry cat food. Both dogs belong to a neighbor.

(Jane wanted to be turned at once when I got to 330, since she’d been on her side since returning from hydro at 11:00. I was late because I’d stopped at the post office.

(4:00. After finishing the session, Jane told me now that she’d also been very blue last night, and “really got scared” this morning at the pain in her side, “imagining all sorts of things.” I couldn’t say too much, considering my own panicky reaction when I shoveled snow yesterday, but I did remark that we’d slipped back into the old ways of dealing with events.

(Now Jane corrected the quotation she’d received from Seth as I was leaving last night, and that I’d tried to remember: “The way toward health is simplicity itself. You can make plans for the future, but do not worry about the future. Live each day.” Besides being excellent advice, I’m citing the quote here because it triggered the opening lines of the session today.)

(“Last night?” Jane hadn’t told me about the dream.

(Note: Just as Jane had had this dream, I’d read an article in the Star-Gazette to the effect that a few blocks near downtown Elmira, including the apartment house we’d lived in at 458 W. Water Street, had been designated a Historical Preservation Area by New York State. I meant to save the article, but forgot to. I think the area is bounded by Walnut, West Water, and Church Streets, back toward downtown.)

(Jane had ginger ale and a few puffs. “If you hadn’t asked, he was going to say something about your parenthood thing,” she said. We talked about how strange it was that no one had been in yet to take her blood pressure and pulse — not that it would have mattered if they weren’t taken. Resume at 4:40.)

(“Well, I guess that’s it,” Jane said after a pause.

(4:45 p.m. I read the session to Jane. I told her it was so good I was going to make an extra copy to keep before me in the writing room. I read it to her again at 6:55 p.m. I’d been thinking about it ever since it ended.

(I told Jane that we have to follow it — that we simply must dump all else and trust the body, that nothing else makes any sense any more, that it’s the key to our futures. She agreed, of course. She said she’s going to start with Day One tomorrow, and take it from there, trusting the body, not dwelling upon the past, and leaving the future open. It is simplicity itself, I told her, and we must never again forget it on a consistent basis. Slipping up once in a while won’t mean anything then. But part of our success will depend on keeping these simple goals always in mind, before us.

(Jane called at 9:45 this evening, with Carla’s help, as I was finishing this session. It’s mighty cold out.)