We had the room set up as usual and started with the Rainbow
Bridge Exercise at 8.30pm.
Liz started off walking on dry caked earth clods, like
stepping stones, over paddy fields of rice and the water was seeping up between
them. She then came to the edge of some very clear water, a shallow river. Liz
waded in and made her way to a wicker bridge that had sunk down into the water.
She walked over it passing lots of Chinese girls carrying things. One was very
playful and excited and came up to Liz, grabbed hold of her and dragged her to
the other side. There was an orchard of plum trees and they went up some steps
leading up to a temple, an old building which then changed to a very modern
high tower, all glass like a communication console. There were many people at
computers; it was all to do with communication. The girl was showing Liz
something out of the window. Rainbows were coming out of the consoles, all the
communication was coming out like rainbows everywhere and they were forming
into bubbles. Liz wanted to get into one of the bubbles and travel but she was
held back by the girl who told her just to watch. The bubbles were multiplying;
growing and smaller bubbles were coming off them forming aggregates and complex
shapes like a fractal system. Liz wanted to go out with them as they were
almost like flying craft and then she then got the feeling the bubbles were
other universes. As she watched they grew more and more complex and coalesced
into one big bubble which burst. Liz then had to get back quickly so returned
by turning herself into a moth and flew back…
I started off walking over rocks next to a river. It was
cold and frosty, the river looked frozen and I saw penguins huddled together in
groups. To my left was a large suspension bridge and as I approached it I felt
myself getting bigger and the bridge looked smaller. I walked over it and
noticed the atmosphere getting brighter and warmer as I returned to my normal
size. The other side looked bright and colourful, almost cartoon like with many
rainbows in the air. There was a pathway of steps leading up to a kind of
oriental castle, looking a bit like the Royal Pavilion in Brighton. I ran up
them and entered a courtyard where I saw lots of monks walking around with
brown robes and Friar Tuck haircuts. I was drawn towards a monk or priest in
white robes with long white hair and beard sitting on the grass. He had a tea
light candle on his hand lit with a tall bright flame and handed it to me
asking that I take it back to bring light to the dark places on the Earth…
I did the opening prayer and put the music back on.
I was aware of a lot of light building up in the room each
side of me.
It was misty and then more like strands or a web.
I saw black shapes moving about.
Then I saw bright blobs moving around in front of me, coming
and going. I could still see them with my eyes shut but they didn’t seem to
move until I opened my eyes again.
My legs suddenly went very cold.
Liz felt energy coming in from her left, like three
dimensional feathers, an interference pattern.
I felt a light touch on my right elbow and a pressure on my
forehead and sides of my face.
I saw an image of a Highwayman.
Then I heard the name ‘Veronica’
Liz was being shown images and impressions and tried to
verbalise them.
The voice recorder picked up only some of this as she was in
an altered state some of the time and speaking very softly. I’ve transcribed as
much as I can make out on the recording…
‘I got the years of
Christos… Jesus’s miracles all being much simpler… which world you pitch your
activity in, you relate to the Christos, the Christ level, it’s just very
simple, it’s where you have your… where you pitch your activity in… Your desire
in the make believe, dream world, mundane… of the greater reality… just a shift
of focus… It’s the teaching… because children, they’ve not fixed their mind
yet, their focus can be guided to be able to perceive and draw on the sun and
the Christos’
I felt like I had fallen asleep then woken up but it was a
dream and I woke up a second time and everything seemed sharp and clear like my
senses had been heightened.
Liz got the impression of part of a piano key board and she
heard a word which she felt was an anagram for A Minor.
I was feeling lightly controlled at times and my arms were
moved about.
I got the impression of snow on the ground but as I looked I
saw it was actually white foam made up of millions of bubbles, and then it
disappeared.
I was now freezing cold all over.
I felt a light touch on my right hand.
Liz continued…
‘I have an image of a
building seven stories high… It’s like looking at a belisha beacon, different colours;
I think this is like going up, pitching your level… I’m looking out of the top
of the building trying to home in on a cave… the cave seems to be made of mud,
a brown cave, sort of earth… Dark brown people, sun baked… Seems to be a
civilization like Aztec, Indians, Amazonian… They have nothing, no cloths; they
have this amazing communication like telepathy. They all seem to be doing
different things but it is all connected, earth caves, dugouts… The Earth is
important to them. I’ve got trees, not a lemon but similar… I like these
people, it’s like their life is a smile… Now I seem to have gone into a land
of… it’s very beautiful but slightly different, Eskimos… That way of living, as
one with the Earth… I need to come back to it; you see they had their computers
in their heads… We’ve weakened the connection; we’ve put it outside ourselves…
We need to get it back on the inside… I got the image, all those bubbles, they
got too many and fragmented, then the ability to coalesce into one larger
bubble is much weaker, it’s weakened. If they remained fewer, more robust, not
fragmented so much, stronger inside, then the coalescing into one big one is
much stronger, more enduring… Fragmentation weakens ability…’
Liz was getting a strange sensation from her midriff like an
umbilical cord pulling away and she also had a pulling from her head.
I drifted off and came back with an image of polished red
pebbles… I had the feeling I was being told to put them somewhere?
The music ended.
Once Liz was feeling back with it she did the healing
exercise, closing prayer and our closing down exercise.
The healing felt very strong to me and I drifted off a
couple of time while Liz was doing it. At one point when I came back I saw what
looked like a silhouette of a small thin man crouching down and looking up at
Liz. I got the feeling it was Gandhi and as I thought that I felt a cool fuzzy
sensation on my leg…