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[...] His third dimension is time but he cannot see it. [...]

[...] Joints are being loosened—key ones, but in ways natural, so that undue strain is not put upon neighboring ligaments, which themselves are in order being stretched and renewed.

I wanted to explain something to you that applies not only to the eyes, but to other portions of the body also. [...]

[...] I tried to nap, but got up at 5:15 to press the call button for a nurse to track down the tray. [...]

[...] Jane functioned all right, but felt as though she could “fly,” as though her feet would not come back to earth. [...]

[...] But there will not be a return to his past routine for quite a while.

[...] It is easy to claim an equal love for all members of the species, but love itself requires an understanding that at your level of activity is based upon intimate experience. [...]

[...] This would not be a blanket love, a soupy porridge of a glance in which individuality melted, but a love based on a full understanding of each individual. [...]

(Note: Jane’s own data mentioned an image of but one person, while she felt that two were involved, or “there.” [...]

[...] This will affect your digestion, but more importantly it will cut down on the nourishment that you receive. [...]

(To me.) Your gumboil had already begun in incipient form before you visited your mother (yesterday, Sunday, January 18), but is specifically caused by the meal there. [...]

[...] This was correct according to the Wilburs on Friday night, June 17, but now I do not recall just how. [...]

[...] But if he seems afraid it is because he fears, in an exaggerated manner, that if given freedom he would want you, and you would consider this disruptive, of work and schedule.

Now this will be a short session unless you have questions, but it will be a very important session if it is not simply filed and forgotten, but followed. [...]

[...] not at all sure but the idea was that unpredictable unpleasant things could happen I suppose to “knock you off your ass.” [...]

Tell him immediately about my suggestion, for he has played around with the idea but not initiated it—the schedule is what I am speaking about here.

[...] He did tell them he had an apartment in Denver, CO, but obviously no local agency was going to pay to transport him back home; we’d wondered about that, too. [...]

[...] We were still tired today, but were in the midst of cleaning up both apartments before settling down to work again.

At a certain point you will feel alert and conscious but very light. [...]

[...] They are aware of their own parts in the body of the world, so to speak, and they are aware not only of their own conditions, but of their relationships to all other portions of the world. [...]

(No answer.) But you fell back each time.

While you were
sleeping,
all the cupboards
of the earth
were filled.
Mother Earth
sought out each
need.

While you were
weeping,
your tears fell
as sweet rain
drops on small
parched hills
that rise in worlds
you cannot see,
though you are known
there.

While you were
sleeping,
Mother Earth
filled all the
cupboards of your
flesh
to overflowing.
Not one atom went
uncomforted
in worlds that
are yours,
but beyond your
knowing.

[...] Maybe just the permissiveness is a sign of loosening checks and balances that have had physical reflections—not just because of psychic work per se—but because I haven’t learned to trust the self I was working with....

(The morning after the above session had been held [on September 30, 1974], I asked Jane to write down what she’d told me at about 1:15 A.M. I remembered her description of it at the time, even though I’d been pretty bleary by then, but I wanted her own version for use here. [...]

[...] Sometimes at night I wake up when she’s sitting up, and rub her, which seems to help, but her ill feelings often return.