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(Seth made his humorous remark because Willy Two, waking from his nap beside me on the couch, had climbed up in Jane’s lap while she was speaking in trance. He put his face close to hers.)

Now Ruburt used his poetry also to exert independence from his mother—which implied, he thought, a certain kind of rejection of Marie. [...]

[...] But he does not express his love on such occasions—only his concern. [...]

[...] He is not moving that fast bodily, but his eyes are newly accustomed to faster motion. [...] When he sat, he moved his entire head. [...]

[...] Your remark therefore instantly alerted him, and in spite of company coming almost immediately, and in spite of his worries generated by the projections, he did immediately use your remark in such a way that he was challenged creatively to change his approach at once.

Your simple remark then was strong enough to completely alter the pattern of his thoughts and behavior last evening, and most of today, so I want you to recognize the importance of your comments. In the past Ruburt might have reacted differently, perhaps with self-pity, but now he is much more amiable to beneficial suggestions, so that one can completely turn him about, back to his course.

This is a way of encouraging Ruburt’s physical spontaneity, for his emotions and body each together want to move at such times. [...] Carried to the extreme in the past, Ruburt would not even want to take time for a decent shower, unless his other goals for the week were met.

Now: his body is continuing to regenerate. [...] It is allowing him to navigate while his body undergoes certain vital readjustments. [...]

Stating his position will clear his psychic air, and relieve him of the strain of hiding his symptoms. [...]

(Billy, of course, was highly intrigued by the change his nose told him had taken place in his sister. [...]

(Long pause.) His basic nature, again, has always insisted upon expressing its high exuberance, its natural abilities. He had problems to face, then, that resulted in his symptoms—but (louder) they are nothing like the problems he would have had to face had he not found this greater framework for himself and others. [...]

It was the trigger that led to his decision to reveal himself more fully in his book (God of Jane). [...]

[...] For Ruburt’s benefit: There will be considerable movement and activity concerning his book in the month of February, and some travel on your part. [...] You might say prematurely white or gray, in his 40’s. Perhaps around Valentine’s day: in that general area. [...]

[...] He appears to be offering you something for his own reasons, and for his own benefit rather than your own.

(The following is a resume of John’s comments, concerning the impressions about his wife’s relative. They did get a phone call from his wife’s sister who does have a small female child, plus two older children. [...]

(Note: John’s experience at Rochester meeting recently—he saw his district supervisor’s face turn younger before his eyes as the man spoke at the meeting—about fifteen years’ difference, John said. [...]

[...] The scientist begins tipping tables or whatever, and suddenly disgusted by the limits of scientific knowledge, he turns all of his dedication to what he thinks of as its opposite, or pure intuitive knowledge. Thus, he blocks his reason as fanatically as earlier he blocked his intuitions. The businessman who believed in Darwinian principles and the fight for survival, who justified injustice and perhaps thievery to his ideal of surviving in a competitive world — he suddenly turns into a fundamentalist in religious terms, trying to gain his sense of power now, perhaps, by giving away the wealth he has amassed, all in a tangled attempt to express a natural idealism in a practical world.

[...] Having denied his impulses, believing them wrong, and having impeded his expression of his own power to affect others, he might, for example, “hear the voice of God.” That voice might tell him to commit any of a number of nefarious actions — to assassinate the enemies that stand in the way of his great ideal — and it might seem to him and to others that he has a natural impulse to kill, and indeed an inner decree from God to do so.

[...] Each person is fired by the desire to act, and to act beneficially, altruistically (intently), to practically put his stamp, or her stamp, upon the world. When such natural impulses toward action are constantly denied over a period of time, when they are distrusted, when an individual feels in battle with his or her own impulses and shuts down the doors toward probable actions, then that intensity can explode into whatever avenue of escape is still left open.

(Earlier tonight Jane had picked up from Seth some of his material for the session, should she decide to hold it.)

[...] Ruburt must be himself, fulfilling himself, and those joyful, free, personal and intimate freedoms of his life. He cannot be so concerned about Work capitalized, and underlined four times—that it devours his being, or there will be no work. His being must freely express itself, and part of that expression will be the fulfillment of his abilities—those about which he has been so deeply concerned.

[...] So will his “work” be enriched and fulfilled—but because he is joyfully himself. [...]

[...] He is trying to uncover his own natural faith. That attempt, of course, brings him into conflict with whatever doubts still stand in his way. [...]

Ruburt is still dealing with spin-off material following or resulting from his Sinful-Self data, and this material generally follows the lines of development that are fairly obvious in the poems and notes that have followed since that time. [...]

I will have further pertinent material myself to add to the overall category of Ruburt’s situation, but I am simply making this evening’s session to give him a sense of immediate direction, and in his case to break the ice, so to speak. [...]

(“Will you give us the entity names for Frank Longwell and his wife?”)

Peter [for his own reasons] may decide that his body is out to get him and punish him, rather than, say, the FBI. [...] Any public service announcements, so-called, publicizing symptoms connected with his sensitive area, will immediately alarm him. [...] Our friend can indeed alter the reality of his body.

The paranoid organizes the psychological world about his obsession, for such it is, and he cuts everything out that does not apply, until all conforms to his beliefs. [...]

[...] Each person forms his or her own reality, and yet that personal reality must also be shared with others, and must be affected by the reality of others….

[...] If he keeps this up long enough, he will indeed strain a portion of the body, and by telling others about it he will gradually begin to affect not only his personal world, but that part of the mass world with which he has contact: It will be known that he has an ulcer, or whatever. [...]

[...] Now this Mr. Reed has his own part to play. And his purposes and your purposes to this point have fit together beautifully, for neither of you have seen the other. He has seen his image of you. For his own reasons, he has not allowed himself to know an individual woman. [...]

[...] Now he rationalizes on a conscious level his reasons for remaining home. [...] You see, a very cruel interpretation and a very literal interpretation of his action in a past life, this coming through in an entirely different situation in this life. [...] Through his actions in this life he is trying to make an honest statement about actions in the past. [...] His secrecy also is a direct result of these past existences, for once he spoke too much and betrayed too much, so now he remains secretive about matters that he considers important. [...]

[...] We do not have the time tonight to go into your father’s background which is highly interesting from several viewpoints and has something to do with his attitude toward his daughters. [...]

[...] Now, he is afraid of physical contact because he fears plunging wholeheartedly into physical existence and this is his way of holding off. He does not want to accept the ordinary responsibilities of adulthood and has not left his father’s home.

[...] As far as his overall personality structure is concerned, creativity is a must. [...] His identity is strongly connected with his creativity. The financial success of his book is extremely important to you both, incidentally, on a conscious egotistical level.

If he first of all focuses his abilities in his creative pursuits, then everything else will follow. [...] But he must primarily focus his energies in his creative pursuits, for these give him the exuberance that makes other pursuits possible.

[...] There is nothing seriously wrong with his system, nor do I foresee any serious difficulties. However he has his own pattern. The symptoms are these: Poor memory, or none, of his dreams; no poetry; a consistent lower-than-usual level of exuberance. [...]

These symptoms will always be a part of his pattern. [...] An emergency therapy will almost always bring immediate results: A week of time given to poetry, simply because this pursuit awakens in Ruburt the strongest aspects of his personality, and frees constructive energy from other layers of his personality.

[...] … He was not a child taken before his promise was achieved, but a personality who left you when his own reincarnations were finished. He will not return, but go on now to another reality in which his abilities can be used to more advantage.”

[...] The next moment Seth’s deep booming voice came rushing through me: “The boy was briefly with you for his own reasons. [...] At one time, he was his present father’s uncle.

[...] You helped him ‘save his soul’ at one time [in a past life] and he was returning the favor. At one time he was tempted to use his abilities to gain power, and to use the priesthood for gain. [...]

He suggested that Jim stay out of the acting field, because in his case it led to a confusion as to the nature of his own identity. [...]

[...] He was aware of himself in a different way, so that, for example, his identification with the self did not stop where his skin stopped: He could follow it outward into the space about his form, and feel it merge with the atmosphere with a primal sense-experience that you have forgotten.

Man dreamed his languages. He dreamed how to use his tongue to form the words. In his dreams he practiced stringing the words together to form their meanings, so that finally he could consciously begin a sentence without actually knowing how it was begun, yet in the faith that he could and would complete it.

[...] The need for language arose, however, as man became less a dreamer and more immersed in the specifics of space and time, for in the dream state his communications with his fellows and other species was instantaneous. [...]

1. It’s very interesting to see how Seth’s information for Jane grew out of his work on Dreams tonight. For the most part, I’m presenting only the beginning of the several pages of notes I took from him—just enough to show how even his more personal material can fly in the face of convention (to coin a phrase!):

You could say, if you wanted to, that Seth intruded himself from some unconscious dimension into my conscious life, yet now he is such a part of my professional and personal experience that much of my time is spent studying and interpreting his theories. His appearance on television seems to represent a further step in his “objectification,” which is to me, an astonishing one.

[...] He is also dictating his own book: Seth Speaks: The Eternal Validity of the Soul. To date, we have held nearly six hundred sessions. In fact, he seems to operate more efficiently in his contacts with physical reality than I do in my journeys into dimensions more naturally considered his.

On Tuesday nights I hold an ESP class, and often Seth addresses the students, explaining his ideas in terms of every-day life, relating them to personal conduct. [...] His psychological understanding is excellent. [...]

[...] One thing I know: Seth does not have his present basic existence in the three-dimensional world, and I do. [...] And Seth returns to his.

“Hello,” I said when he came to the phone, and his voice was dull and flat, full of self pity; he was sure I wouldn’t see him. And instead of rousing sympathy in me his downcast mood had the opposite effect; I don’t care if you came from Timbuktu by refugee ship, I thought. His call reminded me finally of his letter and my response that I wouldn’t be able to see him during his trip. [...] The next day I learned from Peg that he’d come by bus, had to stay the night, didn’t have much money—his reality, I reminded myself firmly, not mine. [...]

Peg told me he was in his forties; he told her he’d written me but probably left before I could answer the letter. [...]

While Rob went shopping, I did some mail and on his return we fixed a roast chicken dinner, put it in the oven and took a nap. [...]

At the risk of being repetitive: if he concentrates upon his work, the morning issue will take care of itself, and by work I mean not only his writing, but his own individual psychic endeavors. [...]

[...] You also felt that the symptoms would take Ruburt’s mind off of his own for a change, and also let you see how, if or when your reactions to other people were changed or altered because of your indisposition. [...]

[...] Programs, his weekly programs for example, are often a benefit to him, if they are not too extensive, because they give him a short-range challenge which he enjoys.

His attempt to have you encourage him up and down and running, is a not-too-well disguised attempt for further emotional involvement on your part. [...]

[...] (Pause.) Ruburt is one of his discoveries. He has not fulfilled his potentials, and he knows it, and so he tries to be self-important. [...] His wife is his support. [...] In many ways he was shoved aside because he did not have the courage of his convictions earlier. [...]

He needs inner initiation, new stirrings of his own (underlined) creativity. [...] If you give him a hand he will be grateful and do his best to repay you. [...]

His ideas have changed through the years. [...]

[...] He wants to be the one to introduce someone new, someone who will be known in the field, and added to his crown.

He sees more than you do, or more than his mother does, because he does not yet realize that you only accept certain patterns and reject others. By the time he is born he has already learned to accept his parents’ idea of what reality is. [...]

He is only recognized and his wants satisfied when he focuses in one particular reality. He learns quickly then to discard the others, for they do not meet his physical ends. [...]

[...] When the infant is born he still hears these sounds and voices, but again they do not meet his physical needs nor bring him milk when he cries, and gradually he discards them, focusing upon that data which best serves his physical purposes.

(At last break I asked Jane if Seth could discuss two points: Who would be waiting for Father at his death?; and the situation surrounding a letter Jane recently received from a professor at Cornell, who works in remote sensing and asked Jane to deliver an ESP presentation to his graduate class.)

(9:46.) Some of the material (in this session) on pain should help clear Ruburt’s mind, but the past week’s blue periods and so forth simply represented one more example of a situation in which he tried to make himself get better by “realizing the gravity of his condition”—by contrasting his performance against “normal” performance, and by the old beliefs of not trusting the body. [...]

[...] You can help most by reminding him of our resolutions when, say, he feels blue—for when he remembers them he does not need the reminder (with amusement)—and simply by reassuring him of his body’s good intent, and in its ability to follow through.

His legs and thighs are releasing. [...]

[...] Seth probably used his 90’s analogy because the other evening on TV Jane and I saw a program about Eubie Blake, the jazz pianist, who is still performing on stage in his late 90’s, and doing very well at it to. His fingers seemed to be as flexible as a child’s. Incidentally, he talked about taking care of his hands. He played one of his own songs on camera. [...]

Now Ruburt has managed to find a platform, lately, that has allowed him a good deal of freedom from his usual worries. [...] In exercises his legs are indeed more flexible, his knees more agile, and relaxation of mind is the key, for it allows the body to express its own animal wisdom. [...]

[...] Remember his animal characteristics. Ask him what is wrong when you are bothered with symptoms, and he will most certainly tell you that you are frightening him by dire imaginings that do not exist in his world. [...]

(“Man’s own subjective reality, in all of its manifestations [pause] is the only one real “tool” that will give him any indication of his own greater existence, and therefore of his own origins and that of the universe. [...]

[...] If your father did have daughters, rather than sons in the life that you know, he actually would have fared better in the physical world, because he would have felt it his duty to protect them financially: he would have considered them fairly helpless, and in need of his abilities. As his sons grew out of boyhood he felt that they dwarfed him. He was in a fashion frightened of the ideas of masculinity he grew up with—ideas he felt he did not embody, and he projected those upon his sons so that in a fashion they overawed him, or put him to shame. [...]

(Pause.) Your father’s sentence—the paper-bag reference—was one he actually made in his own mind, in the life that you actually knew him in, and he considered that sons rather than daughters represented his one physical triumph —that is, he believed sons preferable, and they alone compensated for a working man’s life—a life he felt did not befit him. [...]

[...] In the dream, however, you are a woman to whom he is able to express his feelings, and he therefore shows a side of himself to you with the paper-bag image. [...]