We had the room set up as usual and started with our Rainbow
Bridge Exercise at 8.30pm.
Liz began in a large wide valley. The river seemed distant
and meandering. The rainbow stretched from one side of the valley to the other.
The bridge was bamboo and Liz saw many Chinese people wearing triangular
conical hats. A little Chinese girl with short black hair came running towards
her, took her hand and wanted to lead her over the bridge to meet her mummy and
family. They met a tall lady on the other side. She was very friendly and
introduced Liz to the family. They were sitting round a table having tea. The
table was covered in lotus flowers and water lilies, pink, white, gold and
yellow. Coming out of them were what looked like needles or aerials? They told
Liz they were like stamens with pollen and the pollen would spread, this was
the seeds we were spreading. Liz associated them with pure thoughts, purity.
These flowers were very important and Liz was given one to bring back. She felt
they were our connection, our transmission with spirit. It was like the stamens
were full of seed to be disseminated…
I started off sitting on a bench looking down at the river.
Then I got up and walked down a stony, shingle path to the bridge. At this
point I realised I was wearing long white robes and I used a long stick to help
me walk. I remember feeling unstable as the robes got tangled around my feet.
The bridge was made of wood, roughly built and didn’t look particularly solid
but I decided to walk over it. Half way across I saw knights on horseback
coming towards me and on the other side I could see a castle on a hill. My attention
was drawn to the flags flying on it, white with red crosses like English St
George flags. There was no communication between me and the knights and after a
while they turned to return to their side and as they did this their horses
sprouted wings, taking off and flying them to the castle…
I felt a lot of pressure on my forehead during the Rainbow
Bridge Exercise and it was making me feel light headed. I had trouble speaking
as Liz and I described our experiences.
I then did the opening prayer and put the music on still
feeling very light headed.
The feeling I get is always different to what I experience
when sitting in the cabinet on Mondays. It’s more like I’m being affected by
the atmosphere and energy in the room whereas in the cabinet I feel more
controlled by entities. I’ve so far never felt controlled or feel I want to
give communications in our Thursday sitting.
Liz reported something crawling over her head.
She felt strong presences in the room.
She saw small lights close to her flashing on and off,
looking like the luminous tabs on the table.
She had a tight feeling around her solar plexus.
The room started to look light and pinkish each side of me.
I saw wispy bits and flashes in front of me.
Liz thought it looked misty blue in the middle of the room.
She saw a light falling down in front of her.
She got the name Brenda. She’s had this name before and
feels she wants to communicate.
I was getting the impression the room was filled with
twirling silk ribbons.
It was looking darker everywhere to me.
Liz was aware of a lot of light to her right. Like a strong
light shining down on her.
She then saw the room fill up with blobby shapes, some
moving slowly, others darting around.
I picked up a smell that came and went, a bit like a fish
and chip shop smell.
I had a fuzzy feeling on the back of my right hand and
finger.
My legs were very cold.
I was seeing lots of blobs floating about, and then it went
light and misty.
Liz got the impression of lots of tall houses, a French
village, they all had shutters.
Liz sensed a feeling around her throat like a choker
necklace. She saw it as a contraption with needles going into her throat. She
said it didn’t feel uncomfortable but felt her throat was being opened up. She
felt someone wanted to talk through her. They wanted to say something but didn’t
have any words.
I suggested that if any words came into her mind she should
try and verbalise them.
I felt another fuzzy feeling on the back of my finger and
felt something in my right ear.
It looked light to my right, a primrose yellow colour.
Liz got an impression and verbalised what she saw…
‘Billy is holding this
golden ball. He came through as William but then said Billy, Billy, he’s got a
golden ball and he just wanted to let you know. He says he’s not the fellow in
the bowler hat but I actually think he is… He’s just playing. Now he’s transmogrified
into Joseph and his multi-coloured dream coat, he’s just playing, a bit of an
actor. But the golden ball is real, not an ordinary ball like an orb. More like
real gold, its real gold’
I got a touch on my left foot.
Then I got the Fish and Chip shop smell again.
Liz had a strong ectoplasm smell and said the room was kaleidoscoping,
changing shape and size.
She felt a tickle under her foot.
She saw a few moving lights and felt pressure on her head.
The American Indian tune came on which meant it was time for
us to resume our ‘Cross Experiment’
As we started I briefly saw a thin black cross come and go
but soon my vision was filled with bright blobs of light looking like flames in
front of me. I had trouble keeping my eyes open, they wanted to close. As the
tune ended the room returned to darkness.
Liz was trying to create cross threads as if weaving and she
could almost see at one point the upright part of the cross. She tried to hold
onto the image of the upright stamen she saw earlier. She got a thin line but
it felt very dynamic moving right across the room horizontally and then
vertical from top to bottom. Then she saw a shadowy three dimensional cross but
not clearly. She didn’t get hot this week.
I was now cold all over.
Liz thought the room looked bright.
I thought it was dark.
I got the Fish and Chip shop smell again briefly and a
tickle on my right foot.
We both drifted off during the last two tunes.
Liz found herself in an anteroom of a large house. It was
like a long corridor. She seemed to be working on her memoirs making her think
of Winston Churchill.
I saw a photo album opened up with a photo of a white horse.
I was shown a distinguishing mark on the horse but couldn’t remember what it
was afterwards. I turned the page of the album and there was a page filled with
signatures and messages but again I couldn’t remember what they were
afterwards.
The music ended and Liz did the healing exercise, closing
prayer and our closing down exercise by which time we were both feeling totally
back with it.
Liz had felt at times during the sitting the team wanted to
speak through her but felt her own mind and thoughts getting in the way and
blocking it.
This is something I’ve experienced and I’m sure other
developing trance mediums feel the same when starting out. I told her to think
of it more as a joint communication, her and spirit, at this stage and not to
worry about what is said…