“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(I’d debated with myself about not telling Jane the insurance news until I had a chance to ask Seth about it while she was in trance, but soon decided that wouldn’t be fair. I told her, then, not long after arriving in 330. Half-crying, she said her good news about turning hardly equaled the bad news about insurance. I stressed the fact that her turning was indeed excellent news, and meant that she was on her way to even better things. It is vitally important, I said, and her continuing improvement has the power to solve our other challenges, as I noted once some time ago in a session.

(I stressed once again that I didn’t want the insurance business to interfere with her recovery, which is why I’d voiced such strong approval of her turning herself this morning. I did that before telling her about the insurance, by the way.

(Jane knows this. At the same time she began having bladder spasms after I’d broken the news. This morning her catheter had irrigated okay, although the urine is cloudy. I mentioned that, obviously, I’d like Seth to comment on the insurance business. This morning I’d reread his brief passages in the session for December 3, in which he’d noted that the affair would be settled to our satisfaction. Now I wondered what was going on, of course. I wondered about a shift in probabilities.

(At 11:00 this morning our lawyer called to tell me that Blue Cross has agreed to pay our insurance claim. [...]

[...] During the afternoon she said that she’d never worried about the insurance question. [...]

(After I’d told her about the insurance thing, and Jane had told me about her increased motions, she added that she now felt that everything would be fine, and that she would recover. [...]

(My questions to Seth about life and death sprang out of my hassles this morning about insurance, oddly enough. I’d been concerned about my stewing over insurance, for I didn’t want to draw negative probabilities to us. [...]

(As we got ready for lunch I told Jane that this morning I’d awakened stewing again—about Jane, but mostly about the long delays involved in getting the Blue Cross—major medical insurance benefits straightened out. [...]

The insurance affair will be settled to your satisfaction, as I see the probabilities thus far. [...]

(I was already thinking that we didn’t want to move in any direction until the insurance matter was cleared up, lest it appear that we were running scared. If we moved now, I thought, we might end up stuck with a bill for $50,000, if the insurance refused to cover it under our old setup. [...] But actually, this latest twist was a result of our trying to get somewhere, and might actually work to our benefit with the insurance company, once they were told that my wife couldn’t be moved. [...]

[...] I explained the insurance situation to him. [...]

[...] I woke up stewing about insurance around 2:30 AM. [...]

[...] Above all, I didn’t want the fund idea, say, to lead to complications with the insurance deal, I told Jane, or perhaps to lead to a failure of a settlement there. That is, I didn’t want to desert the insurance angle; I felt we were owed something there. [...] This morning while working on the letter to Maude Cardwell, I guess I’d blithely took it for granted that the fund idea might supplement any insurance benefits. But then after supper, as I talked with Seth, I found myself wondering whether the fund thing would cause enough of a change in our probabilities to perhaps negate the insurance settlement, whatever it might be. [...]

(“Did others pick up our insurance hassle, and come up with the fund thing?” I asked. [...]

[...] “But I wasn’t necessarily thinking that the insurance probabilities wouldn’t work out.” [...]

[...] Maybe the whole insurance mess will be reopened in more confusion. [...] Our bill has run up again to around $55,000 — and here insurance hasn’t been sending me any checks. [...]

(After lunch I took down to billing a check I’d received yesterday from our insurance company. [...]

[...] [Jane later said Fred Kardon might have mentioned this some time ago; I don’t recall.] Madeline Sullivan said we were well off as far as our insurance goes, and I laughed and said, “Yes, only we can’t collect.” But she knows from family experience, she said, about troubles with medical expenses, insurance, and so forth. [...]

[...] I think I made clear our current ideas about insurance, our work, the need for privacy, our opinions of various doctors and the medical establishment versus the lack of psychology they often display, and so forth. [...]

[...] The point I stressed—politely—was that at this time I wouldn’t make a move without legal advice, and that I wasn’t going to do anything that would compromise our position versus the insurance company.

[...] I’ve paid bills and actually feel like I can relax and draw a deep breath at times, when I consider the improving state of our finances, work, insurance problems, and so forth.

[...] Insurance will not pay for them. [...]

(When I asked her if she believed we were operating within Framework 2, she said she did — that the insurance questions, the donations, and our current work, all show that we are doing things much better — and I agree.

[...] It was about 2:00 AM, and I’d spent a restless night, waking up often, worrying about when and if we’d ever get the insurance payment business straightened out. [...]

[...] My fears have been aggravated by the delay in getting our medical records to the insurance company, the length of time it seems to take to get anything resolved—the whole bit. [...]

Your dream represents the fact that you know the insurance affair will be settled properly. [...]

[...] Above all, I said, we’re not going to do anything that will compromise our case against the insurance claim. [...]

[...] When I gave a rough estimate, she said that ruled out applying for something called Hill-Burton funds for payment toward the insurance bill, I believe. [...]

[...] As I told Jane when I got back to 330 around 3:00, all even the Infirmary wants is the money—that’s why they’re suddenly interested in her, because her name is moved up the list, and they know that somehow they’ll make a profit on the deal, either through self-pay, insurance, or whatnot. [...]

[...] If you were ever tempted, particularly in earlier times, to isolate yourself to an unhealthy degree, Ruburt was precisely your insurance. [...] He was also your own insurance against being swallowed by your own parents, and he saved you from that possibility, which was present.

He was afraid shortly before our sessions began that you had largely lost your love for him, and he began frantically to initiate methods of insuring it. [...]

When Ruburt felt his other efforts did not insure what he wanted, he became highly frustrated and frightened. [...]

[...] Do not worry about the insurance situation. [...]

[...] It might help if you imagine balloons, one labeled insurance, another health, and so forth — then imagine them floating away, or popping open, or whatever. [...]

I wanted you to know (pause) that new developments concerning the [medical] insurance situation are occurring, to your benefit.

(“That first line of the session is an entertaining one,” I said, and read her Seth’s statement about the insurance matter. [...]

[...] However, her statement prompted me to tell her that a few days before the insurance company had denied our claim for major medical benefits because they hadn’t received the hospital records, I’d waked up early one morning and lay there worrying about the possibility of a denial for perhaps an hour. I’d felt definitely uneasy, I told Jane—that is, I’d had no feelings that the matter of insurance was going smoothly. [...]

An excellent dream, in which the paintings stand for paintings—but also show that the fruit of your other endeavors will do well in the marketplace—that the marketplace will reward you—and that also includes the insurance situation. [...]

(The moment Seth mentioned the insurance connection, it fell into place with my dream—of course, I saw, both had to do with our receiving money from outside sources. [...]

[...] Within that organization medical insurance becomes a necessity for most of you, so I am not suggesting that you drop it. [...]

[...] This is the worst kind of natural hypnosis, and yet within your system insurance is indeed a necessity, because the belief in illness so pervades your mental atmosphere.

Many become ill only after taking out such “insurance” — and for those, the act itself symbolically represents an acceptance of disease. [...]

[...] The insurance affair is indeed as I told you. [...]

[...] I hadn’t counted on Seth referring to the insurance question, though. [...]

[...] Jane said she explained some of the insurance situation. [...] Fred said the insurance hassle is “a matter of writing letters back and forth.” [...]

[...] I’m in enough adversarial positions now, what with insurance companies, doctors, infirmaries, and so forth. [...]

[...] Whatever methods Ruburt chose to insure that you were childless you proclaimed with joy, glad that you were not the woman.

Some of the symptoms then were indeed to insure your joint work integrity. [...]

[...] His ideas convinced the body that playing dead was the way to insure overall survival. [...]

Spontaneous biological motion is an animal’s best insurance of survival, except under those conditions where the animal spontaneously plays dead.