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(I must admit the next day, as I type these notes, that regeneration or no, I had a “relapse” into the old chest difficulty this afternoon after washing the bedroom windows at Jane’s request. The physical labor involved was minimal and took only a few minutes, coming after Jane had almost tearfully asked—even demanded—this noon that I try to keep the windows cleaner. The symptoms, rather strong at times, bothered me through the afternoon, and prevented me from napping comfortably. I finally ended up rereading a couple of the private sessions on the chest difficulty, and the trouble seemed to largely abate itself by the time we were eating supper.

time since he’d had his bypass heart surgery. It had been Leonard’s illness that had triggered a set of symptoms of my own, which Seth has been treating in these recent deleted sessions. Indeed, today was the first day in some time—at least a number of days—when I hadn’t noticed some sort of chest symptoms of some degree, light or stronger. It took me a while to realize that Leonard’s arrival was hardly a coincidence, although I had trouble being specific mentally about just what I meant by that understanding. Seth also comments.

(Jane. of course, was very upset by my chest difficulty, telling me after her nap that she was very worried, bothered of course by the fact that she’d asked me to wash windows. It will be remembered that one of my stronger reactions last month had come about after I washed windows, too. I told her that I agreed the situation was somewhat discouraging, since it seemed I hadn’t learned much from all of this upset of the last couple of months. I’d felt good yesterday for the first time in a long while, again, and told Jane that even though I’d quite forgotten the problems yesterday, today’s events showed that they hadn’t been solved, but merely temporarily forgotten until triggered again.

This has to do with a chest, and it is of gold. It was a religious rather than a romantic pirate’s chest. [...]

There are dangers connected with the last one mentioned, and treacherous currents near the chest. [...]

[...] We didn’t know what to make of gold chests, Venus in the ascendancy, etc.

(Earlier today I’d asked Jane if Seth would comment on my chest symptoms, re causes that I’d arrived at through using the pendulum. [...] Today the pendulum linked my reactions to certain foods to the chest symptoms, but these I question.)

All of this is connected with the chest difficulties. [...] The chest difficulty reminds you of heart trouble, and you react negatively then to whole milk.

[...] The ommm exercises, or simply some quiet yoga breathing exercises, would however, and either would relieve the feelings in the chest considerably on the physical level.

(In a drowsy state, I lay on my left side with my arms loosely crossed over my chest. I began to feel the enlargement first in my hands, then across my chest. [...]

(My chest came to feel that it was much wider, much broader and stronger and thicker—perhaps a yard wide. [...]

[...] By now, however, felt as if lightness rose through body, and this changed so that suddenly I felt as if lower part of body had dissolved completely, up to chest. [...] First, I was aware that I felt as if body had dissolved below chest; but then thought that it really might have. [...] I know this is silly, but felt scared that if lower part of body was dissolved; and all that was left was chest and shoulder and head region, then I would just fall down; a chest, shoulders, and head on street. [...]

[...] Felt some resistance [on chest?] against rising, but decided it was not wise to experiment beyond normal time limit, and got up.

[...] From there in, the sensation of lightness spread throughout my body except for chest region. [...]

[...] It began in the left leg and the left arm principally; then it spread to my chest and head. [...]

(4:05 More, stronger motions, head and chest sideways, left foot lifting up highest at the ankle that its done so far. [...]

[...] Head and chest side to side. [...]

(“What was that feeling he had today in his chest, back and body, like an electric pulsation?”)

[...] I stuff the things back into the large bags and hold them tight to my chest, hearing the paper crinkle, and once I almost think I will make it and bring them back. [...]

[...] It hadn’t sounded like him—only her, speaking somewhat haltingly and not too clearly as she lay flat on her back in the hospital mud bed, with her broken right arm held snugly against her ribs and chest by the blue and white canvas sling. [...]

[...] Then the head, sideways and back, and the chest. [...]

(“I’m telling you to get it off my chest,” Jane said. [...]

The dream locations are not superimposed upon the chest and bed and chair. They exist composed of the very atoms and molecules that in the waking state you perceive as bed and chest and chair.

In the first place, the chest and bed and chair are only the results of your perception, and of your physical perception. [...]

[...] Yet while you dream you cannot find the bed nor chest nor chair, and when you wake you cannot find the room or city or location which was there moments before.

[...] The chests in the bathroom should be painted. [...] The chests should be covered as soon as possible to break up associations. Ruburt should change the arrangement of his clothes in those chests. [...]

[...] You experienced chest discomfort. Now that chest discomfort immediately reminded you of your friend, and was meant, again, to tell you that he was in some difficulty. [...]

(Then at 9:04 Jane discovered a sudden freedom in bodily motion: She could reach across her chest with her left arm, toward her right side, at the same time that she turned to the right from the hips—a movement I hadn’t seen her execute in years.... [...]

[...] Traces of my chest discomfort, re Leonard, had also come upon me at times. [...]

Now, I bid you a fond good evening—and if you will really remember what I say, and take it to heart, then your chest would not bother you when you exert yourself or worry; and if you would remind yourself during your naptime that the vitality of the universe is indeed surging through your body as you sleep, then you would rid yourself of that annoying difficulty.

[...] As I finished the job I felt the onset of another “attack” of chest discomfort; it lasted throughout the afternoon, and was most uncomfortable. [...]

[...] As it happened I woke up with a start, feeling at first what I thought was a spasm in my chest, but quickly realized it was a part of my dream reaction. [...]

[...] Once again she’d spoken with what seemed to be considerable effort as she lay on her back, her head propped up on several pillows, her right arm swaddled closely in the blue and white canvas sling that held it close to her side and across her lower chest. [...]

Shawn — chest pains