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The problems were related to Ruburt’s own writing, as you see. This last Saratoga episode was highly beneficial, even though it frightened Ruburt because he was afraid to use the freedom offered to him. [...] Symbolically Ruburt came to grips with the whole Saratoga problem with his mother and the past.

[...] This happened this morning when Ruburt allowed his true feelings toward the work situation to emerge on a conscious level. [...]

Ruburt was quite too psychically upset to get clear access to me. [...]

You also felt that Ruburt needed you, particularly in the beginning, with both of your feet on the ground, so to speak; Ruburt is quite correct. [...]

Ruburt’s cautionary attitude was his way of maintaining balance. [...] Your own unswerving desire to paint is your impetus, as writing was Ruburt’s and is, so that your knowledge would be interpreted in those terms—as, if you continue, it will be.

All of this also applies to you, and cut down your own but not Ruburt’s intake of salt. [...] You can handle citrus, while Ruburt cannot.

You yourselves, through following your impulses, changed your suggestions, and this was because the flow of experience directed you so that you followed the changes in Ruburt’s psyche. [...] Ruburt needs the free time, meaning relaxed time, in which to allow the body’s continued healing, and your new suggestions tuned into all of the reasons behind the slowness of progress, as it seems to you. [...]

The event with your company (Bumbalos), however, points rather dramatically toward important changes in Ruburt’s mental patterns, and he has had reminiscent experiences since. I have told you that the changes are first mental, and therefore let me briefly give the reasons for Ruburt’s ease and sense of freedom the evening that your neighbors were with you on the porch—you know what I am referring to.

Ruburt allowed himself to act according to his nature, in the circumstances as they were presented. [...]

[...] Ruburt need have no worries about his book, or about the library. [...] Tonight Ruburt can have some important dream material.

Ruburt’s new clothes are highly important symbolically and practically. [...]

[...] Ruburt interpreted that literally. [...]

Ruburt’s experience is obviously intertwined with yours. My characteristics as they are displayed through the personality, therefore, come from you as well as from Ruburt.

Ruburt provided himself with a background in which a parent was steadily, chronically ill, and in which the medical profession with its beliefs was in constant sight. [...] His background included far more than illness, however, and the medical profession, but Ruburt knew that the conventional medical framework was not the answer to human ills.

Ruburt keeps track of intuitive details that neither of you are even conscious of, and so there shows an integrity that he at least sometimes is not aware of. [...] It is Ruburt who must walk down the street.

[...] I was not aware through Ruburt’s subconscious mind of the Society when Duke was mentioned earlier in these sessions. In the long run you are both better off that Ruburt’s publishing house did not take her book at this time. Incidentally, Ruburt is learning some inner confidence as far as depending upon his inner resources in the handling of problems in ordinary and professional life.

This naturally is an answer again to Ruburt’s constant questioning. Sometimes, without your confidence, Joseph, I would certainly have a difficult time trying to get through to Ruburt. [...]

[...] I am quite dependent upon your Ruburt-Jane, not in my own perceptions but in my ability to communicate them to you. The whole problem lies here, but we are making strides, and we are making them despite some personal temporary setbacks, when Ruburt reads a book that makes him worry about these sessions. [...]

(10:05.) Ruburt’s abilities—and your own, for that matter—came to light because they are natural characteristics of your beings. [...] Now that can be said of your painting and of Ruburt’s poetry. Ruburt writes poetry by himself, but left alone, enjoys reading it later to others. [...]

Now: generally speaking, Ruburt enjoys our sessions, and considers them with a natural zest. [...]

[...] On top of that, however, the whole idea of responsibility has played an overheavy hand, and it is this idea of responsibility—overplayed—that is to a large degree responsible for the idealized image of the public person with which Ruburt has unsuccessfully tried to compete. [...]

I will give you some (stereotypes): Ruburt is stubborn. [...] Ruburt is fiercely loyal. [...] Ruburt is spontaneous. [...] Ruburt is loyal to you. [...] Ruburt is spontaneous—but if he were all that spontaneous he would be walking better. [...] You do not have to think before you cross the floor—where there Ruburt is aware of the slightest detail—the arrangement of his body or the furniture, the lay of the floor.

[...] I do my own part in these sessions, and if I may say so (highly amused:) very well indeed—and yet there is certainly something in Ruburt’s mind and abilities that allows him to speak, regardless, over the years, an immense amount of material, some of it highly detailed and orderly. So how can Ruburt say that he cannot deal with the details, and thus disapprove of himself?

[...] Again, labels are somewhat implicated, for you each thought you worked well with the pendulum, but that Ruburt did not. It can be used most effectively and in the past at times Ruburt used it well, particularly with your help—largely because he believed it necessary. [...]

(Long pause at 9:35.) My consciousness is fairly well focused within Ruburt’s body. [...] This is our first experience in writing a complete book in trance, and Ruburt was somewhat nervous before the session began. [...] We have established what I refer to as a psychological bridge between us — that is, between Ruburt and myself.

[...] To others it seems strange that I address her as “Ruburt,” and “him,” but the fact is that I have known her in other times and places, by other names. She has been both a man and a woman, and the entire identity who has lived these separate lives can be designated by the name of Ruburt.

[...] I write this book with the cooperation of Ruburt, who speaks the words for me. In this life Ruburt is called Jane, and her husband, Robert Butts, takes down the words that Jane speaks. [...]

You see during Ruburt’s past period of adjustment, our sessions were not cut off. [...] You are approaching some excellent periods in your lives, periods that would not have been possible had Ruburt not fully accepted, as he now has, the emergence of his abilities and his responsibility to develop them.

[...] On the other hand she viewed Ruburt as the daughter she would never have, while Ruburt viewed her as the mother she wished for.

[...] A grateful Ruburt?

Ruburt has been trying to be economical in terms of money, energy and time. [...] Ruburt did not know that his abilities could ever bring him money.

[...] You were born in the Depression, Ruburt shortly thereafter. [...]

[...] “Will this sell or won’t it?” That question was more or less imperative when Ruburt was learning to use his abilities. [...]

[...] The things that paid off, the things that were indeed quite effective, were these: again, your chair suggestion —remind me to return to that, for I have not mentioned some other reasons why I would like it stressed—it being the chair; the table in the kitchen, with all of the implications of additional cooking and involvement; your remark (last week) that Ruburt’s face looked much better than it did in those old photographs; your bringing in the flowers; your lovemaking, which I will discuss; and Ruburt’s point-of-power exercises. The pendulum work was important because of the togetherness it entailed, the joint determination it symbolizes, and Ruburt’s decision to uncover any or all fears rather than hiding them.

[...] Ruburt enjoys your combing his hair, because then you are touching him. The latest bedroom encounter took Ruburt by surprise. [...]

[...] It is good that naturally at least Ruburt is given to such expression, though that is not followed through as spontaneously as it could be. Ruburt, however, feels that it is not safe to express disapproval—the opposite of your habit—and so he feels threatened to some extent because your verbal expressions are so often of that nature, even if they are not directed to him, and he inhibits his own expression of any disapproval he feels, or frustrations. [...]

Ruburt’s books and my own—that is, Ruburt’s psychic books—are considered nonfiction, clear and simple. [...] Some people who read our other books are afraid to read the Seven ones—for if Ruburt writes fiction, which means not fact, then they fear the line between fact and fiction blurs, and where is the Truth, in capital letters?

[...] I am saying that you should change your beliefs concerning the nature of time and creativity—and for Ruburt, time, creativity, responsibility, and work. [...] Ruburt in one moment is often mulling over and mentally arranging his time. [...]

[...] That delightful leisure, that “loafing of the soul,” from Ruburt’s Whitman—the poet—is what ends up producing the kind of great creative “works” that Ruburt searches for.

Now the late affairs with the table have been good training on Ruburt’s part, and given him a release of energies that is acceptable and beneficial. It has also opened up a new line of inquiry for him, and much more will come from this, both on your part and Ruburt’s.

Now, through Ruburt’s eyes, I see you as Ruburt’s physical eyes must, wrapped in your particular time and in your particular place, held in a unique spatial arrangement.

Now, we will have a fairly brief session, simply because I am adjusting my techniques of therapy according to Ruburt’s reactions.

Now some connections between Ruburt and Nebene are obvious, though perhaps not apparent. Ruburt always knew from childhood unconsciously of the strength of his personality, its potential, and his ability to sway others.

As Nebene, while attracted by Ruburt, and in love with her, you considered her evil, and your attraction to her as a weakness on your part, a debasement: so now you find yourself in the position of helping Ruburt understand that his basic nature is good, that he is not leading people astray, as in that life you thought he was.

Now the woman who was his mother this time had a connection with another leader—I am trying not to get distortions in here; you may have to check some of this later—I believe Charlemagne, and Ruburt slew him in battle, after he was first crippled. [...] Ruburt put himself in a position therefore where violence could not be used.

[...] Ruburt instead developed habits that discouraged him from using his body, except in certain ways. As much as possible, I would like Ruburt to remember these comparisons, for he is just becoming aware of certain habitual thoughts that accompany motion—walking, say, or getting up or down. [...]

[...] It took Ruburt a day or so to accept it. [...] Its most important benefit, however, was that it freed Ruburt from mentally seeing himself in only one corner of one room, and immediately aroused his normal leanings toward love of whatever home you share.

I would like you both to try a slightly different emphasis—but a highly important one, in the way in which you look at Ruburt’s situation.

For example, Ruburt’s latest status, and your somewhat natural concern with the temporary walking difficulty—you know what I am referring to—I say to you that the concern is natural; for it certainly seems so to both of you. [...] An animal, say, in Ruburt’s position, feeling as much new activity in the body, new motion in the knees, new elasticity in the ligaments, would quite naturally accept the improvements with physical elation, even if it had more difficulty one day, or two, than it had in days previous. [...]

Ruburt’s eyes change constantly while improving overall. [...] Ruburt certainly finds it disconcerting at best, and at worst worrisome. [...]

Your own behavior with your parents, with Ruburt, your attitudes toward your painting and outside jobs, Ruburt’s attitudes toward children, his work and you—all of these were so influenced. [...]

With Ruburt of course it leads to work blockages, particularly along poetry lines where the emotions appear very clearly. Ruburt saw today that the intellectual portions of the self, and even the literal-mindedness, served an excellent purpose in allowing him to objectify highly intuitive material, and to give it actuality in the world that you know. [...]

You would be grateful then when Ruburt did originate such a crisis, simply because the pressure behind the repressed feelings was more painful then, so that it was defeating its own purpose. You helped initiate these crises in your own way then, by intensifying the noncontact behavior that you knew would cause Ruburt to take steps. [...]

[...] Earlier in both of your minds, Ruburt was the spontaneous part of the relationship, hence for many reasons the unpredictable element. [...] For of course your personality has some strongly spontaneous and intuitive elements, as you now know, and Ruburt also has very definite, now too definite, tendencies toward discipline.

[...] His subconscious, however, knowing its own beliefs which were given it by the conscious self, after all, feels highly threatened, for it knows not more about Ruburt than he does, but more than Ruburt will admit he knows. [...]

Ruburt decided to brazen it through—to do his thing and be paid for it. At the same time Ruburt carried the fears mentioned. [...]

[...] The Silent Gallery people epitomized Ruburt’s fears in a fashion, and though I have given material in several ways pertaining to the fears, Ruburt never consciously acknowledged them, but shoved them under. [...]

(In quotes:) “We will be happier when Ruburt is better,” or “We will feel more together when Ruburt is better,” or “We will make love more often when Ruburt is better.” [...]

I did remind Ruburt that the body, the body’s condition, the negative aspects of the body’s condition, that is not the problem.

Ruburt spread his physical problem around more, bodywise; in such a way, he thought he could endure longer, you see, rather than attacking a critical organ.