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(4:25. Now she told me how earlier today she’d imagined herself visiting Enfield Glen.^* She said she did very well thinking of herself walking and climbing around the park and the pool — but then she ended up blue, thinking of all she had to go through yet before she could do those things. “So it’s tricky as hell to do all that stuff and not let yourself slide over the edge,” she said. I said it was okay to slide over the edge, if you realized what was happening and took steps to not get carried away into a depressed mood by it. Nobody’s perfect, nor do we even need perfection.

(Frank had an idea about placing one of our old chairs on rollers so Jane could be wheeled right beside the john to slide over onto it while she was having walking difficulties. [...]

[...] I let Jane sleep Sunday morning while I spent a couple of hours fastening the cushion in place and covering it with linoleum tablecloth material so that she could slide more easily on it. [...]

[...] I made it up the hill okay, but with hints of sliding around. [...]

And a kind of ghostly elegance was added Thursday when another old friend visited and showed us color slides taken in London on Xmas/New Years, 1980, and mentioned they all chimed in to sing “Auld Lang Syne.”

[...] He shows slides of a trip. [...]

[...] Then Del left me for some reason, and alone I tried to continue — but wound up clinging motionless to a very steep slope lest I slide way down into a deep ravine that would be very difficult to get out of. [...]

(Jane tried to slide her glasses down her nose, then back up again after she’d cleaned her eyes. [...]

A slide rule. [...]

[...] The slide rule may have been used somehow in a demonstration.

(This morning, while working on Chapter 18 of Oversoul Seven and the Museum of Time, she’d abruptly felt the impulse to move into another room; she wanted to get away from the sunlight glaring through the thin drapes covering the sliding glass doors of her study at the back of the house. [...]

Now, we have been sliding along again. [...]

Now we have been sliding along again. [...]

[...] When there are no cures, or patients do not respond, or they slide back into old ways, the doctor-author simply says they are not ready to take the steps necessary, or they have taken them half-heartedly. [...]

[...] I think we’ve already achieved some insights that we’ve let slide or didn’t understand. [...]

[...] As we sat for the session in our “new” den we could hear through the open sliding glass door the mixed chorus of tree toads and various insects echoing through the woods in back of the house, and up and across Holley Road.

[...] Your ordinary thoughts may falter, or slip and slide around your inner comprehension without ever really coming close to expressing it.

[...] It is quite easy to touch one’s fingertips to the tabletop, and thus verify that no strong physical pressure is being exerted thereon, even subconsciously; especially when the touch is light enough so that the fingertips slide about, as ours did. [...]

But Ruburt thought: “This is what most people are like, and if I give in to my impulses, will the days slide by me like that?”

But if you do not allow some regular time for such discussions matters will slide.

On this hazy, lazy day
All thoughts drop to sudden end,
As if the sullen air
Into itself a puncture drew,
So trees and houses and all we know
Were gently drawn to follow through —
Then quickly, like a holocaust,
A container tipped at end at last —
All our thoughts slide away
Into a hole that time has made.

[...] You are getting ahead of the game because daily you are not letting things slide, and therefore cutting down on the buildup of tension.

[...] You could spot the point of intense activity, see the birth of new myths and the death of old ones as certainly as you might be able to see a mountain slide or a tidal wave. [...]