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[...] The body would not have to express it for him, and it would have cleared the way for other compensating feelings as you encouraged him and pointed out the proper direction for concentration.
[...] He shies away from this, fearing that it is negative, or that it will upset you and make him feel worse. Fearing you see the noise, the undisciplined—to him—release.
Explain to him your feelings. It is quite natural for him at times to become discouraged. [...]
[...] Because he idealized you so, he projected the same kind of feelings from you to him, thinking then that you wanted an ideal mate, not a quite human one. Letting him know that you are not afraid of emotional expression on his part is most important.
[...] It would help if you simply remind him of this when such occasions arise... for this would be enough now to let him make a suitable adjustment at any given occasion. You need not force an issue, but remind him.
You fear overinfluencing him, but since your influence is considerable in any case, this is a good time to use it. [...]
I am showing him (Ruburt) how to open and close doors, how to answer knocks without letting the whole world in. (Pause.) I am letting him do a good bit of his own work, however, rather than doing this for him. [...] I will always help him in such endeavors.
[...] As I told you, I was present, though in the background; Ruburt’s tutor—and it was I—who showed him how to return when he felt it desirable. [...] Often when he supposes he is out by himself, or working alone, I am there to keep an eye on him.
[...] I commend him. Such episodes add to his confidence, and give him an inner subjective touch. [...]
[...] (Smile.) Sometimes I give him a nudge in the proper direction, when he thinks he is on his own. Then I let him alone, and see if he can tell by himself when he makes an error, for it is this inner manipulation that we are interested in perfecting. [...]
Sometimes a particular desire, as when he does estimates, will allow him to work unimpeded, because in that area experience has shown him that his estimates are usually more or less correct. [...]
The direct expression through writing confuses him, for he is faced with a different kind of construction, say, than one might feel in a kindergarten, where blocks of wood carry the alphabet, and physical blocks might be moved around to form words. [...] The writing represents strong portions of Frank’s personality that are intently concerned with the expression of subjective feelings—feelings that appear nebulous at times because they cannot be expressed—so it seems to him—in a direct fashion.
These are helpful hints for him to consider. [...]
Have him read over my sessions again, to remind himself that his abilities spring from Framework 2, and do not need such overprotection. [...]
[...] He has only to realize that he can, so help encourage him in aggressively going outward. [...] You can help him, but he must do the work. [...]
[...] But this is leading him toward the beliefs behind the charged repressed aggressiveness, which is highly important.
Yes, have him read to you again what he wrote today, and discuss it.
[...] He is not ready to understand it, and the father has still to realize that no one can bail him out except himself. I will not give him ready answers, and I have told him this.
Not only that, but the lesson will prevent him from doing more serious damage. Tell him that he has, or he is, learning a lesson in perspective, whether he knows it or not.
[...] Ruburt need not judge him, for he does not know all the facts, and it is sheer nonsense for him to suppose that he does.
[...] Now the sculptor does at times identify with his sculpt, but never entirely, and it will help him if he remembers that he did the damage, and therefore can undo it.
There are some connections here with his mother being in bed and in pain, that frighten him. [...] He automatically projects distaste into your eyes at the spectacle, and is humiliated when you see him trying to get up. [...] This gives him a first defeat for the day, you see, and early. [...]
[...] In the summer for example with all the windows open, the closed door would not bother him as much. The mattress bothers him on occasion.
Now this shows him that he can act resolutely in the physical world, that he can express himself through his body, that he can be physically assertive. [...]
Besides this he felt highly inadequate because he knew that all the time your mother of course would have preferred two minutes with you to ten with him, so then he felt unappreciated. [...]
[...] You can help him by reminding him of improvements and saying something like: “You used to worry just as much about your—say—feet, and they are fine now.” But remind him of gains. [...]
When Ruburt is in good spirits and physical condition, at the end of the day let him note down, briefly, what he has been doing and thinking about. Let him use those days as models, the focus of attention being upon them rather than upon the poor days. [...]
[...] They automatically sweep his consciousness into other areas of activity, away from issues to which he may have been sensitized in the past, and serve to give him a breathing spell and refreshment.
All activities are good for him, mental and physical. His classes stir him up, you see. It was fear that slowed him down. Faith in his abilities and in himself as a part of All That Is, will now set him in motion. [...]
Ruburt’s recovery will be the symbol of a far greater recovery and of inner development that will never fail him. [...] He has learned what happens when he does, and he has unlearned the false and distorted lesson that was put upon him in his early years.
He will have finally learned intellectually and consciously, that he need not fear the spontaneous self, which has always been his strength, for it sustains him. [...] The psychic work made him fear that he had allowed it to go too far.
[...] Not because there is anything basically wrong with it, but because it presents him with a dilemma. [...]
[...] Suppose I am trying to give him the impression of a glass of water. It is fairly easy to insert the idea of water, but this may lead him personally to think of the Gulf of Mexico, or the ocean off of Marathon, or even of the Atlantic at York Beach. I will use his associations until I am certain that he has the concept of the word water, but precisely where he is about to say the ocean for example, and after having made use of his associations to get him to this point, I must suddenly make him say a glass of water.
As he is learning it is, however, often up to him to interpret the images that I send him. [...]
Often I give him an internal image, or experience, of a whole concept, but unless it could be vocalized it would have no meaning except to him.
Ruburt is of course much more familiar with sense impressions than he is with internal data, or with impressions that do not come to him through the physical senses. Therefore in our experiments, often, I will give him an impression, and he will automatically translate it into visual terms, although his eyes are closed. [...]
[...] You must both realize that he can indeed recover completely—and you must both want him to. [...] And remind him that spontaneity knows it own order.
Ruburt’s lapses have become quite noticeable to him, in contrast with the renewed air of freedom that he has indeed felt lately. [...]
[...] (Jane’s first in many many months.) The impulse automatically led him to perform physical acts that before he simply would not have done, so desire and impulse mobilize the body.
[...] Ruburt’s newer activity enlarges the physical stimulation possible—the different view of your house and grounds, for example; or preparing one meal automatically reminds him of others that he will want to prepare.
On the other hand, if he is writing and spontaneously wants to move about, and realizes this, have him get up, wash a window, or go out. Have him trust his instincts. [...]
Particular suggestions given in a group of closely allied sessions for him are geared to his condition at that time, and to the circumstances. [...]
[...] As you have told him, there is nothing wrong with working all day, and all night, as long as he is physically free, and is not working under enforced conditions.
Riding the creative energies in that manner, you see, would allow him to recognize his own rhythm, flow and ebb. [...]
[...] I’m dancing at a swank dance floor with a younger man with dark darting eyes that now remind me of Frank Longwell, Jr. I know I’ve seen him once before and that he’s a thief. [...] I tell him what I know about him and tell him he better split; something of value is going to be stolen and he’d get blamed with his record. [...]
[...] He felt also that you chastised him and held it against him bitterly. He has therefore never pushed you really to make a change since that time, and has pushed such ideas away from him, although he feels that the longer you stay at Artistic the more unhappy you will be; and there is also in him, and in you, a fear of making a move in physical terms. [...]
[...] He felt you blamed him for this, and thought it was an undisciplined action on his part, forcing you to make changes you did not want to make.
[...] That (underlined) terrified him more than the present situation.
You were willing to let this continue, feeling that it was temporary, and that you had done it for him before. [...]
His impulses provide him with inspiration also. There may be days when his impulses lead him to do housework, or—zounds!—to want to walk more, but that freer inner motion will also release him for the kind of inspiration he wants. [...]
[...] If you understand what I am saying, then you will realize that basically your impulses will never betray you, but always add to your natural fulfillment, and that of your abilities; so have him, again, try to be more permissive in that regard. He is still afraid that his impulses will lead him away from “work” —where instead they provide the greater context from which the greater existence springs. [...]
[...] The first man is my primary self, who discovers that he must bear the burdens of the second man imposed upon him through cultural beliefs involving taxes, success, the male breadwinner role, and so forth. [...]
[...] I should give him a name.
[...] When he finds himself in such physical circumstances then it is difficult for him to fly in the face of such “physical evidence.”
In areas where he is doing well, such limitations, and resulting limiting behavior, do not occur to him. [...]
Ruburt has on several occasions, but each time let the physical data cow him. [...]
[...] The fear causes him to organize memory and behavior so that all physical evidence then correlates with his belief that he cannot get well.
For various reasons, and because you did not understand, you held it against yourself that once you accidentally killed him, and then when he was a child you gave him away. You gave birth to him however when you did not have to, in order to give him this reentry. [...]
Your child, in a past life, this child was an uncle and in an accident you killed him. [...]
[...] But subconsciously you wondered what social environment your child would really (underlined) encounter„ and whether or not you deprived him of the social and economic benefits that you have convinced yourself, consciously, you do not need.
The information in Mass Events and in our sessions helped him use impulses to a far better degree than he had before, and helped him keep some balance, let him advance in understanding despite the period of difficulty. Still at various times and throughout the period, he used what he thought of as that additional protection: the symptoms kept him inside, where it seemed he could indeed express himself with the least duress. [...]
At the same time he feared that the spontaneous self could get him into difficulties (long pause), because he had no way of knowing where his own search might lead him—and particularly he feared that it might lead him into conflict with the rest of the world. [...]
Years ago, when the Gallery of Silence people began to bug him, he felt threatened, afraid that he would become the brunt of fanatics or extremists. [...] He knew he would never give into that course, but he felt that some of that dates back to childhood habits and beliefs, when his very food and bed was given him by the auspices of the public. [...]
The fact that you would say “I am giving you the opportunity to do this by my job” entrapped him further, for he felt basically that underneath this was another reason: that if you wanted badly enough to paint all the time that you would do so, that you should have done so, that you should do so, that you would and could have managed without jobs, particularly in the later years, and that you were betraying yourself and therefore him. [...] It was a reversal of the leadership for him to tell you what to do.
[...] This in itself aggravated those old fears concerning sex and the body—that it would lead him astray. If you did not—I am using his terms now—flirt with him and play with him in those terms, he was afraid he would look for that assurance in other men’s eyes.
[...] Some of the difficulty here had to do with the fact that Ruburt uncovered his body in front of others, which to him made him feel vulnerable, pointed up the contrast (with others); he would not let the normal feelings have release. He should have cried quite honestly in front of you, and you should have then tried to reassure him of those positive elements of his appearance.
[...] He felt also, in the past, that if he told you to leave the job, and it did not work out as you wanted, that you would blame him, as he thought (underlined) you blamed him for the move from Sayre.
Tell him I am smiling, but I am telling him to trust himself and not look to others for readings. They will only confuse him. [...] I have great affection for him. [...]
(Almost with a laugh:) He resented that you did not push him in that particular matter. You understood however Adventure’s meaning and significance, and helped him when you realized he was ready to accept it, by your suggestion. [...]
[...] That helped release some of them, did therefore release him consciously, and lead directly to his later writing.
[...] Seven was the novel that showed him he could (underlined) write fiction.