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The free association is indeed then operating as it should, and that expression will clear the mental and emotional roads, so that Ruburt’s natural, innate high spirits can begin to show their faces again. [...]

[...] There are people who cannot appreciate or enjoy the satisfaction of life or of happiness unless faced simultaneously with the threat of death or intense pain.

[...] In the same way, the Jonestown suicides lead the society to face its inner problems.

[...] She didn’t look so hot, with her face all screwed up in pain. [...]

[...] However, this didn’t stop her from giving me a series of face-to-face hugs, very close, smiling like she does in some old photos of her that I’d found in a file yesterday. [...]

[...] In spite of my sorrow, I presented a cheerful face to the world; I talked and joked, and did everything I was supposed to do. [...]

[...] It’s so wonderful …’ And as I spoke I intuitively understood that the motion of the wind was an excellent creative metaphor for the motion of Jane’s soul, that its cool feel upon my face could be the physical version of her caring for me ‘from where she is.’ The storm of my grief eased after a while, but the wind and the light rain continued. [...]

[...] I agreed with her when she said those things but had little idea of the emotional depths of sadness and yearning that one must face and live with before becoming free enough to turn one’s thoughts outward into the world again.’

[...] As it happened Bill could see Jane full-face from his position on the couch. I sat beside him and saw more of the left side of Jane’s face, and Peggy from her position was looking at the right side of Jane’s face. [...]

[...] The session then began with Jane sitting in the same chair, facing us.

[...] Bill again mentioned that he thought he saw a change in Jane’s features while she was speaking, especially in the jawline and the shape of the face in general. [...]

[...] To many people, some kind of organization, even one that is wobbly, is far better than facing the task of setting up an entirely new view of reality. [...]

(With gentle irony:) You made a remark earlier this evening to the effect that the individual could do nothing in the face of such organized behavior—a remark that by now I’m sure you regret voicing. [...]

[...] Jane enjoyed the experience; she lay on her right side with her face covered, and I sat beside the bed. [...]

[...] In the face of that, you became the physically agile one. [...]

[...] She sat with her eyes closed, her hands to her face. [...]

[...] She sat quite still while giving the material in a quiet voice, with her hands to her face the whole time, and used many pauses.

[...] He’d washed his face and looked fresher. [...]

[...] To give them up would be to face his feelings of worthlessness. [...]

(Jane sat in her rocker facing the living room wall upon which hung my oil portrait of Seth. [...]

[...] Jane constantly rubbed her face and eyes with both hands.) We had better get Ruburt out of this for now, at least for a break. [...]

[...] A woman she met had cancer of the face, and was taking the drug interferon as treatment. [...]

[...] You can expect—if you continue as you are—far greater mobility in Ruburt’s neck, head and shoulders, clearing of the ears completely, greater relaxation of the entire face and throat area in rather quick progression.

[...] Ruburt did not want to face such issues. [...]

[...] As the personality on your plane actually changes, expands and grows to its potentialities, as it presents at various times varied images to the world (such as — if you’ll forgive me for using cliches — a smiling face, a sorrowful face), but is still basically the same personality, so on another level does the entity present at various times a varied appearance and speak in a different voice. As the smiling and sorrowful faces also express and expand the personality, so, too, do the various reincarnated personalities express and expand the entity as a whole.

(It was time to turn her on her side, facing the window with the pillow between her knees, so that she could get off her back for an hour before supper. [...]

A therapist or a group of other people facing the same problem can therefore be of great assistance. [...]

[...] When you search it looking for what is wrong, then you become blind to what was right, in those terms, so that the past only mirrors the shortcomings that now face you.

[...] If you are poor and want to have more money, and try to maintain a belief in abundance — while still faced with the fact of present poverty — you must in your reality make some symbolic move that shows you are willing to accept a change.

A stranger stood there, a man with thinning hair, deeply set dark eyes, a pudgy face, perhaps in his late 40’s—I’m not sure. [...]

[...] What did you do when faced with absolutes? [...]

[...] But in barely a week he has been forced to face that morning situation, to question it as he really did not before.

[...] The faces that you alone can paint can leap into your mind no matter what you are doing, and they are not dependent upon good lighting, though your final rendition of them might be.