We had the room set-up as usual.
I did the opening prayer at 8.40pm, turned out the red light
and put the music on.
We started with the Rainbow Bridge visualisation.
Liz found herself on a steep hillside, a valley. There were
mounds of grass and she was jumping from one to another while down below she
saw a stream in the valley crossed my many bridges. Liz could see lots of huts
and white goats on the side of the hill looking very pastoral and then her eyes
were drawn to the top where there was a white coated figure looking like Jesus
smiling and waving at her. Liz felt she had to go to him and realized she could
go straight over by transforming herself into a dragonfly. She felt the
translucence of her wings as she flew over and perched on his hand. He looked
at her very lovingly then Liz was looking through his eyes over the valley. He
told Liz he wanted to take her to a special place and they found themselves
walking through beautiful woodland, a grove with fruit and nuts on the trees
and there was wonderful music going through the trees. He said everything is
here that you need, you don’t have to work for anything. Suddenly crates of
ginger beer appeared like what Liz had just bought for her mum. He told her
that this was a reminder of what you do for your mum, it’s done with love and
the things that you do on Earth with love increase your spiritual muscle, give
you real strength which you bring here. He then took her to a clearing where
there were dancers engaged in an amazing dance like a kaleidoscope all standing
on each other’s shoulders making the most amazing pattern, changing constantly
and flying up through the trees creating forms in the sky like starlings murmurations
with all the colours of the rainbow. He said that here you can create whatever
you like as your spiritual strength is converted to creative energy. Liz then
thanked him and transformed herself back into a dragonfly and flew back…
I started off walking over yellow grass and then noticed
everything was yellow including the sky and me. After a while everything became
the correct colour before changing back to yellow again. I saw some horses
galloping towards me but they were all different colours. A white horse stopped
next to me so I climbed up on its back as I felt it wanted to take me somewhere
while the others were happy to remain eating yellow grass. We trotted off and
soon the proper colours of everything returned. We came to a shore line and I
saw a white bridge leading over to an island but the horse decided to swim
across with me on its back. As we crossed I noticed Victorian looking people
crossing the bridge in both directions. We eventually reached a stony beach on
the island and the horse waited there as I got off to explore. I went through a
patch of fruit trees picking and eating the sweet fruit as I went. Then the
colour of everything started changing again, first orange then red before
returning to the proper colours. I then found a circle of shiny, smooth marble,
walked onto it and sat down in the centre for a while now feeling a little
light headed. A big bird like a pelican landed in front of me with a piece of
paper in its beak. It read ‘Always look beyond the colours’ and I sensed more
communication coming from the bird about how we should try and look beyond what
we see and use our feelings more as there is a much deeper meaning to
everything in the physical world. It was now time to return so thanking the
bird I found the horse which took me back…
I put the music back on and we continued.
Liz got an impression of her cousin Susan.
I felt something tickling in my right ear and felt tightness
around it.
It felt echoy like a mug had been placed over it.
These sensations continued on and off throughout the
session.
The room was looking red to me then I saw bright blobs in
front of me coming and going.
My right foot went cold.
I felt a vibration under my left foot then that went cold as
well.
Liz felt her right foot go cold. It felt like a breeze and
she said it reminded her of a feeling like peppermint.
I picked up a wood smell briefly.
Liz found herself on the Thames Embankment by Temple Station
where the law courts and a plaque for the war victims is…
Liz continued…
‘…a sculpture,
Cleopatra’s Needle… the contrast of the sculptures of Moreau with Wordsworth’s poem
upon Westminster Bridge… this contrast of the sublime and the ugly, ridiculous
war, the gas, the struggling bodies and then the uplifted poem on the bridge…
two sides of the coin’
‘I have this feeling
of this enormous chess board and the sense that living life is like playing a
game, taking on the different parts or moves but ultimately is to maintain the
king, majesty. To hold onto the majestic, that feeling of majesty, of sovereignty
in whatever you do. Any game, any part of a game, it’s all a game but the
important thing is to hold onto the king, your majesty, a supreme player,
that’s what I am, that’s who you are, that’s the I, all the others are
fragments of it and they’re moving only to defend, to bring its final position,
the sole survivor, the majesty. All the other players are moving, the king is
still, the king is the witness to all those players, acting out their parts’
‘It’s Sheila holding a
black cat and the name Pushkin. I’ve got this sense of a low wall, we’re either
side… It’s like she’s showing me something like orange peel, I’m getting
marmalade and tortoise shell. I’m wondering if Sheila is surrounded by cats...
I’m getting the feeling of a basket… I was trying to ask her about her writings
and I got the feeling she doesn’t mind, she said you decide. It’s like she’s in
a bit of an airy mood, she’s doing this cat’s cradle dance over the wall, she’s
being quite funny… you decide…’
‘Got an image of
pistons, piston power… got a feeling of chestnut’
‘There’s a big blob in
front of me and I get captain…’
‘I got Sophie, Sophie
was a black cat and I got George’
Liz was now very hot.
I was cold round my legs.
Liz continued…
‘I got Terrance… and
stamp… I see big boots and spindly legs… going back to the war, soldiers, gas’
‘I have this great
wave of pity, this unendurable suffering, I just say take her to the light,
offer it as a gift, no rhyme or reason, it’s the dark side of experience’
‘I just had this
feeling Sheila’s sowing silk parachutes to lift people up into the light when
they are stuck, they begin to see the light, they have a parachute of gossamer
like silk, very light, fills with the buoyancy of air, can take them to the
islands for healing’
‘Francis…’
‘I got the image of a
clock, now I seem to be flying like a great goose. I get the feeling of this
circadian clock going round and round… these rotations are important… tick tock’
‘I got Chartwell or
Flimwell… deep well, I think we’re talking gravity, it’s spiralling down… a
vortex… I got this image of a great tree blossoming, tree full of birds and
creatures… somebody’s raising their cap, it’s like a captains cap’
‘These great nets made
of knotted rope used to be full of shiny silver fish… trawling…’
There was a loud click/thud in the room. We’ve had a similar
noise twice recently both at the same time at the end of the session.
The music ended.
Liz continued for a while…
‘There are so many
connections but there’s only one sea… so many connections but one fisherman…’
‘I’ve been playing on
the swings with Susan… and the see-saw… thank you Susan…’
Once Liz was feeling back with it she did the healing
exercise, closing prayer and our closing down exercise…