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Nature deals with abundance, in which there is no waste. Your life rests secure on top of numberless probabilities, but those probabilities, though not realized by you, are not wasted. When you try to tie a great talent down to a practical end like “making a living,” then you are wasteful (forcefully).

Nature realizes that there is no such thing as waste. This statement applies also to your earlier questions this evening about the sperm. Nothing in the stream of life is wasted, and everything, whether in your system of reality or not, is in the stream of life. You were born in the Depression, Ruburt shortly thereafter. Thrift was a necessity in those times. There were great contrasts in that period, however—deprivation, severest economic conditions, a spareness of attitude, set off by the greatest criminal activity, the wildest of parties. People broke the prohibition laws who never drank before, and did not like to drink. The ideas of thrift and the puritan attitudes were not the result of the Depression, but helped cause it.

(9:13.) In deeper terms creativity springs from what could legitimately be called wasteful action (intently). The rich unconscious is wasteful in those terms, since it seems to you that it contains memories and sensations that are not used in practical everyday life.

When I say economy however I am not simply speaking of economics in financial terms—rather in the larger meaning of economy in sparing down, cutting out nonessentials, fearing to waste not simply money, but energy or time. All of these ideas are based upon the fear that an individual possesses only so much energy that must be hoarded, directed—not easily, but with fantastic force. The clothes dryer in the basement represents energy that you are afraid to use. You realize you have the money to run the machine, or to buy the washer. It seems somehow sinful, however, wasteful and wrong.

Nothing is wasted. Nothing is wasted. [...] So your thoughts are not wasted, your dreams are not wasted, and neither are the thoughts and dreams of others who have psychological realities perhaps completely different than your own. [...]

([Ingrid:] “Seth, isn’t it somewhat of a waste if people have abortions all the time? To me it just seems like a waste to become pregnant when all along, whenever you just thought of becoming pregnant, to have an abortion. It just seems like a waste.”

[...] I do not know if it is a waste. [...]

[...] Among them are: cogeneration, the use of waste heat from manufacturing processes to generate electricity; solar radiation; ocean waves; new, more sophisticated methods of burning coal so that it’s much less polluting; subterranean heat; the production, from municipal solid wastes, of ethanol (alcohol) as an excellent substitute for gasoline; the burning of biomass — waste materials from the home and farm; various methods of deriving energy from the vast oil shale deposits in our western states; the establishment of “energy farms” of trees and hydrocarbon-generating plants; energy reservoirs of pumped water. [...]

Coupled with our reservations about the uncertain state of the art concerning nuclear power, Jane and I deeply mourn the shameful fact that for some 30 years now our country’s government and industry have neglected to develop safe methods for the transportation and permanent storage of radioactive waste materials; some of these will remain highly toxic for hundreds of thousands of years, and thus pose potential threats to many many generations. [...]

(When I spend too much time going out, Seth told me, too many evenings in a row visiting or dancing, I get depressed because I feel it is a waste of time in spite of the psychic benefits to be derived from being with others. [...]

[...] As you know, it does no good to worry about the time you may sometimes feel was “wasted” (in quotes) in the past. Great damage can result however by projecting such feelings of time waste into the future.

[...] The statue of the deer, an inanimate animal, contrasts with the waste left by a living animal. Idealized ones, statues, don’t leave waste, but they don’t live either.

[...] You saw your old neighborhood (on June 10, 1980)¹ — the Brenner’s place, with animal and industrial waste all over the yard. [...]

“As Floyd and I cut across the court I saw that the Brenner’s lawn was despoiled with a mixture of animal and industrial waste, like pollution. [...]

[...] Every breath that you take is revelant, and every thought is revelant and what seems to you to be waste is not waste. [...]

He is afraid of overbuying at the grocery store, of wasting food. [...]

[...] There are various reasons, having to do simply on one level with contamination and waste, and physical effects that you can do without. [...]

(To Florence.) I did not say you were wasting your time, for you were not. I said you were dillydallying; that is not necessarily a waste of time. [...]

[...] Because while your planet is dispensable, it is the only one you have right now and there is no use being so wasteful. [...]

[...] Nothing in nature is wasted. There is no such thing as a wasted life, no matter how it might appear, and while the desire for death is a natural one, it can also serve at various stages as one that extends any given life for a while by clearing away old debris. [...]

[...] She felt you aloof and disapproving of the waste of energy, watching but not swept along as the other males were. [...]

He felt much time wasted, but held off, seeing if an absence from sessions would help his health. [...]

[...] Secondly, the conflict over sessions: Ruburt himself felt he was wasting time on the one hand, and on the other was refusing to be coerced.

[...] I am simply not going to waste time by telling you that you have nothing to worry about financially, for neither of you believe me. [...]

[...] Ruburt wonders how much wasted energy went into Picasso’s antics—that should have gone into his work. [...]

(Like if I have to make a choice to be like others, I’d waste time like they do, fritter away energies etc., let go. [...]

[...] Keeps me from wasting my time with housework; think it’s degrading for R. as a male to do chores so much so the symptoms give us both an excuse; also gives him an excuse for not knowing for sure what he wants to do, paint or whatever, he can blame it on lack of concentration because of me.

[...] Time spent in the preparation of meals, in your social activity, in travel, was wasted time, and his attitude was largely shared by you. [...]

[...] It seems to me there’s got to be a strong change in his attitude, or the whole thing’s going to be wasted.”)

[...] I was remembering now what Seth had said earlier in the session about Jane’s attitude toward vacations, chores, etc., being a waste of time since these things took her away from her work.)

(11:47 PM.) Tell Ruburt not to waste time crying over his mistakes. [...]

[...] Creative work does not grow in even ways, but in seeming sudden bursts of activities, and in seeming wastefulness, which is not waste at all.

[...] They are not “wasted” after you have thought them (with humor), or simply discarded. [...]

He does, indeed, and he wants to walk, by the way—but he does not want to waste his time. [...]

[...] This is also meant to make up for any “wasting of time” that he might otherwise be engaged in. [...]