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[...] She is a retired, unmarried school teacher, 74 years old, who for the last fifteen years has lived in the front apartment on the second floor of our apartment house. We also live on the second floor. [...]
Condensed time is the time felt by the entity, or experienced by the entity, while any of its given personalities “live” (and you had better put that in quotes) on a plane of physical materializations. [...]
[...] These are, after all, only logical suggestions to make your daily living more comfortable, and therefore free your energies. [...]
[...] Nevertheless, you will both feel better about your living quarters in general, and this is extremely important after all.
(Student Bill Herriman is a professional pilot who flies a considerable distance to Elmira for class; his counterpart in class, Carl Jones, lives in Elmira each summer while giving instructions in sailplane flying, the third member of the counterpart trio, Bill Granger, is not a member of class, lives in Elmira, has always had a deep interest in aircraft, and is now learning to pilot sailplanes. [...]
[...] In past lives he never enjoyed the fleshy nature with which you Joseph, and Ruburt, and Mark were so outlandishly endowed. [...]
[...] It was not an office I had ever been in, yet was next door to an office I used to visit occasionally when Jane and I lived in Tenafly, NJ, and I was free-lancing as an artist in NYC. [...]
(11:40.) Give us a moment … Other minute creatures might well mark portions of their lives with your coming and going, and imagine that your position at their birth regulated their activity. Imagine them making up charts correlating their lives with your own. [...]
[...] He’s a member of Jane’s ESP class, lives in New York City, and was in Elmira a day early to conduct some personal business.
[...] I wasn’t used to being comfortably seated in the living room one minute and in the back seat of a swiftly moving cab the next!
[...] Yet I lived that experience just as vividly as though it transpired at that moment in Puerto Rico. [...]
[...] I lived by the mail, waiting for an acceptance from this editor, or for a report from Dr. Instream.
[...] Particularly if you want to make a living at your art, you fall into the frame of mind in which you think that “each minute is valuable” — but what you mean is that each minute must be a minute of production. [...]
All of that can be transferred to other areas of your lives, and in particular to Ruburt’s [physical] difficulties, I do understand your joint concern, and in holding the session I know you want specific answers — which I always give to the best of my ability.
What we will be discussing for several sessions, with your permission jointly — and, I hope, with your joint enthusiasm — will be the magical approach to reality, and to your private lives specifically, in order to create that kind of atmosphere in which the answers become experienced (underlined).
[...] It gathers all of experience together and transforms it, so many of your problems have been caused by applying the wrong kind of orientation to your lives and activities.
[...] They lived out of town, separated in time by a drive of approximately (half an hour). Ruburt found himself wishing that the friends lived closer, and he was suddenly filled with a desire to see them. [...]
[...] One of the delivery men from Sears recognized Rob and I at once as a couple he had known briefly in the sixties, when we often visited with the Maples (old friends who — again — we haven’t heard from in 20 years) who he had lived downstairs from.
[...] He says he lived downstairs from our old friends, Atalie and Lydia Maple who moved away in the mid-1960’s.
It is, indeed, and some evening I will tell you that you had better change your entire conception of the word lives and this is the first hint I have given, either in our private sessions, or in this one, of some rather important material, but think of what you mean when you use the word life, or lives, and see how limited it really is. [...]
Now the question cannot be answered simply in one evening, but each living consciousness has its own defense system and its own vitality, and you should trust your own. [...]
([Joel:] “Could this be the key to the simultaneous existence of all of our lives, the key to nontime?”)
(Before the session, in line with our new way of thinking, Jane and I said that we could have six main categories in our lives: work; finances; living quarters; health; mobility; spiritual contentment, which would include helping others. [...]
[...] Imagine what you will do as you sell so many paintings that you need more time to produce them, and how you will then leave your job in order to paint, and the sort of place you will live, and the feeling of contentment and creative challenge that will fill you.
[...] This also has something to do with your private lives, for the feminine portions of that nature can quite easily be frightened into not showing themselves through the monthly function—that is so utterly spontaneous, so mysterious to the intellect, and the one main sign by which the female monthly shows her difference from the male.
Now that is the main reason why you have not tried to make a living as an artist per se. [...]
[...] He knew full well that you didn’t feel you would ever make a living as a fine artist.
(In trance, Jane pointed to the new painting.) The picture is of a man, or rather of a woman who lived in Constantinople in the 14th century. [...]
[...] You must live in the faith that your purpose is and will be fulfilled, is being fulfilled and will be fulfilled. You must live in the faith that you have such a meaning and purpose, or you would not be here.
[...] You are quarreling, and in so doing you cut yourself off from the joy and vitality that do make life worthwhile living. [...]
[...] Live then within it!
In the matter of publishing, or selling paintings, others are involved—others who very rarely in their lives experience that important encounter between, say, the self as actualized and the idealized sensed self, between the painting or the poem as an ideal and the actualization of that ideal. [...] If you are concerned with such matters as covers that do not live up to your ideals of what covers should be, then you must begin your definitions. [...]
(Pause.) For many years you both pursued your arts despite living amidst such cultural beliefs. [...]
[...] In actuality, of course, people’s pleasure, if it were understood and pursued, would lead to far more fulfilling and productive work, or working lives, since individuals would automatically know how to choose productive activities that brought them pleasure, and that were then pursued for their own sakes. [...]
[...] Some men never achieve any kind of creative or stable relationship with a woman, and so they are acutely aware of that lack in their lives. [...]
[...] It is simply to believe fully in these ideas, and put them to work precisely in those areas of your lives where you are dissatisfied—to apply them to your own thought patterns, and Ruburt to his.
[...] At the same time the background itself will be alive, so it is difficult to tell whether the living background propels him outward, or whether he himself, from his own power, seems to rise out apart from the background. Or whether he has been thrust outward from the background of which he is part, a living focus rising out of the background, a part of consciousness rising out of a larger, undifferentiated consciousness implied in the background. [...]
Sorrow or fear obviously show different faces—not only (long pause), the anatomy and the structure [that] forms the living face, but the emotions within that give the muscles and the structures meaning, and that play upon them. [...]
You can have an overall plan for life as long as it is not too rigid, but you live your life a day at a time. Biologically you must live in the present.
Living each day at a time, you respond to the present, and you need not in one day protect yourself from a lifetime of projected distractions or threats to your time that must, in your day, be imaginary, since they are probable events from the future.