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The overemphasis, again, upon the work alone triggers the old fears about poverty, and toeing the mark and so forth, for it arouses worries about “making the work pay.” [...] The woman could not win out in tales for Playboy, so when Ruburt thinks in that fashion about work, he thinks he is not only not slanting his material for the market, but often telling people precisely what they may not want to hear at all—hence this would arouse worries about the sale of the books.

[...] That emphasis alone, with the material I mentioned, and the triggering fears, further opens the door to other worries.

[...] You are, however, worried about the nature of your own reality and worried about how far you want to follow into the nature of your own feelings. [...]

I will bid you all a fond goodnight because our friend, Ruburt, is worried about the time. [...]

[...] I’d tried to counter the worries while working this morning, and had succeeded at times, but the concerns bugged me; each day I look for word in the mail, but it never comes. [...]

[...] Every so often I do get glimpses, imperfect ones, that living is easy, that we are safe, each and every one of us, that we’re never annihilated, that mundane worries about money, insurance, jobs, and so forth are in deeper terms quite beside the point. [...]

(I’m sure my improved attitude resulted from the last two sessions—plus other recent ones—but I have resolved anew that I must simply concentrate upon my creative work each day, see Jane and help her as much as I can, and spare my body consciousness the needless stress of worrying about the future. [...] When I find myself beginning to worry about some hassle, I deliberately turn my mind away. [...]

[...] To cut the story short, I’d used the pendulum last night, and it insisted that I’d developed the canker out of worry because I wasn’t answering fan mail.

[...] The welcome feeling of release from tension and worry that I’d achieved through using the pendulum this morning was continuing. [...]

[...] When you relax in the moment, when you do not worry, then you do not use energy needlessly. Worry and anxiety have often kept Ruburt’s weight down. [...]

[...] The quality of such material should show Ruburt by contrast the extent of his abilities, and he should not concern himself with any such matters, as far as worrying about them is concerned. [...]

(On September 9 Jane dreamed that she spoke to two sick men, saying to them, “Don’t worry. [...] Jane said the puzzling thing about this little dream was that in spite of its unpleasant content she felt no sense of alarm or danger or worry, that indeed she spoke to the two men quite cheerfully. [...]

He became worried about the dream only much later, because many other dreams have been clairvoyant in that fashion, and he wondered then what distinguished this dream from the others.

At the same time the more nearly conscious worries present in everyone were felt by Ruburt in his cancer concern, and the dream said “You have already died of cancer, it will not happen again.” [...]

[...] When you become overly concerned or worried in any area, remember that you are thinking those thoughts while the process of thinking is utterly effortless. [...]

Tell him to forget publishing for now, for he worries overmuch. [...]

Those implications are the kind of things that trigger in Ruburt worries about meeting scorn or criticism, worries that then set up their own chains of reactions. [...]

[...] Your original purpose did not involve gaining the respect of those authorities, and it is, if you will forgive me, overall shortsighted to worry about the approval of such people in your time. [...]

(Long pauses.) You do not have to worry in an overly strained way about putting the new principles of life into practical experience at once. You do not need to worry or deride yourselves for stupidity if it appears (very long pause, eyes closed, at 9:04), looking over the long annals of work that we have done together, that it should have been obvious that our ideas were leading in certain directions—for not only have I been trying to divest you of official ideas, but to prepare you for the acceptance of a new version of reality: A version that could be described in many fashions. [...]

[...] Briefly, immediately refuse to worry about the future or the past. Tell yourself you can worry another time if you want to — but for the moment you will not be concerned about the past or the future.

[...] In a few days he has rather effectively broken the habit of worrying, which alone kept his weight down.

[...] He worries otherwise.

I wanted to add a brief note, to the effect that neither of you have any health worries at this time. [...]

[...] Frank was doing construction on the porches then, too, and I was worried about the Gallery-of-Silence people bugging Prentice and me. [...]

The improvement in the legs is continuing—the improvements taking place there because the legs worried him the most. [...]

(December 2. I told Jane that I’d caught myself worrying about both her and insurance matters when I woke up this morning, at about 6:00, and had tried using suggestion, as Seth mentioned recently. It helped, but the worry must have persisted, for I ended up taking soda at about 11:00. [...]

[...] He would worry about the neighbors. [...]

[...] You have nothing to worry about along the terms of which you spoke earlier this evening. [...]

(“Anyhow,” Pete told me, “I know it may not be easy, but I want you and Jane to not worry. [...]

[...] I told Jane I thought the whole thing was one more piece of the puzzle falling into place—that above all I didn’t want her to worry, to just forget it. [...]

[...] We’re doing all right, Jane, and truly, there isn’t anything to worry about. [...]