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[...] Hay fever season is not yet over, unfortunately. [...]

[...] I still find you both in excellent overall condition, regardless dear Joseph of the hay fever, and we shall take steps before next season to rid you of that.

[...] And I will be glad to add to my comment (in the last session) of yesterday, concerning the ancient roots of the holiday season, if you will remind me later in the week. [...]

[...] Each person may react to the seasons in a very personalized manner, and yet you all share those natural events. [...]

[...] You should not eat salads at your parents’ home, that are mixed with oil, during the season.

[...] (Smile.) You should avoid the color red in decorations during the season. [...]

His appearance then reminded you of his appearance in hay fever season, and reinforced your own symptoms until they became a symbol of virility, since they were your father’s, and also a symbol of how a man could cry. [...]

[...] However, the season has been exceptionally mild in our area. [...]

(9:45.) Instead, you have an inner dimension of activity, a vast field of multidimensional creativity, a Creator that becomes a portion of each of its creations, and yet a Creator that is greater than the sum of its parts: a Creator that can know itself as a mouse in a field, or as the field, or as the continent upon which the field rests, or as the planet that holds the continent, or as the universe that holds the world—a force that is whole yet divisible, that is one and the inconceivably many, a force that is eternal and mortal at once, a force that plunges headlong into its own creativity, forming the seasons and experiencing them as well, glorifying in individuation, and yet always aware of the great unity that is within and behind and through all experiences of individuality: a force from [which] each moment’s pasts and futures flow out in every conceivable direction.

[...] But the vitality that draws you, and the vitality that is within each of you is the same vitality that changes the seasons that you know and that gives your physical existence its meaning that insures the survival of your identity. [...]

[...] It is nothing serious and I will also cover the reasons behind her particular variety of seasonal difficulties at a later time, when I go into her past lives.

[...] Then on the staircase, in a pile of neatly-stacked clothing I discover a lovely dark green jacket with fur collar and zipper that is mine, and I remember now that I put it away last year for the season and forgot it until now. [...]

[...] Birth and death contain between them the earthly experience that you perceive as happening within a given period of time, through various seasons, and involving unique perceptions within areas of space — encountered with other human beings, all to one extent or another sharing with you events caused by the intersection of the self and time and space.

[...] Those senses possess their own variances, so that without any word such as “now” or “then,” the creatures are able to know quite accurately how many living creatures are in the vicinity, how long they have been there (pause) — and their experience with time is one that follows the seasons in such a way that they have formed a wordless, fairly accurate picture of the world, including navigational direction.

[...] I thought the timeless quality, of light and so forth, inside the large room where the casket lay was more than a little symbolic in itself, isolated as the room was from the apparent time of day, night, or season.

The personal present subconscious could be compared, using this analogy, with the topmost layer of soil dealing with the present seasons. [...]

[...] The autumn will be an auspicious season in this respect. [...]

[...] “There’s a fantastic correlation between seasonal variations and the length of thoughts that nobody’s suspected. [...] You could make graphs of your thoughts and they’d match up with seasonal changes, with the tides and the phases of the moon. [...]

[...] Additional energy is usually available to him during spring season, and it must be used to facilitate a complete cure.

[...] Nature, with its changing seasons, constantly brings you that message. [...]

[...] And the time of the seasons was also known from these, and the journey of the stars across the sky. [...]

[...] Rather, the O’Neill’s plan to rent it out for “the season” at a healthy sum, as is the custom at Lake Keuka. [...]

[...] But as private people, and as creatures, you must value your freedom of motion, and your connections with the natural world of the seasons.

[...] He simply needed a rest, creatively speaking, and the change of seasons will exhilarate him.

6. SOMETHING TO DO WITH THE SEASONS

[...] After our rest period, Seth resumed, to answer some other questions, but he ended the last discussion with a smile for “the Dean”: “Now, the seasons come each year as they have come for centuries upon your planet, and they come with a magnificent spontaneity and with a creativity that bursts upon the world. [...] And you do not fear the coming of the seasons.

[...] the trees, the seasons, and the skies, to some extent as your own contribution . [...]