We had the room setup as usual.
I did the opening prayer at 8.35pm, turned out the light and
put the music on.
We did the Rainbow Bridge visualisation exercise…
Liz started off in a great black ocean which then changed to
a brick tunnel, a bridge like a tunnel going under or through the water. Liz
wanted to go down it; she felt it was leading her to the sea, a large area of
dark water. Liz then found a boat, a blue inflatable dingy and got in it. It
felt to Liz like there was someone in front of her, a double, as if there were
two of her but it was just Liz in the dingy. She rowed until she came out into
a lake with willows on both sides and a starry sky above. Liz rode out into the
lake then lay on her back in the dingy looking up at the stars. It then felt as
if the dingy was speeding off, taking off into the night towards the stars.
Then Liz changed into a bird, she became an eagle in a blue sky with clouds,
gliding over snowy mountain peaks. Then
she became a tall bird like a penguin on ice, just standing there, just being.
Next she turned into an African lady suckling a child, lots of colourful beads
in her hair. Then she became another animal like a bear, then an orangutan and
a monkey. Liz just had this feeling she was all of these different forms; they
were all her, she had been them all. Then she seemed to be coming back to the
lake where she felt she was now a white fountain flowing upwards and out into
the lake, returning to the lake, a constant current of water recirculating,
brilliant white water like light and Liz was a part of it. It was like
recycling of life forms but also being shown that this energy of life was
constantly coming out of this great pool replenishing itself and falling back
again. Liz then felt that her path was back through the tunnel to home. It was
like a birthing tunnel homing back to what she originally was but with this
sense of connection with all other life forms…
I started off on a pebbly beach, there were cliffs behind me
and in front was the sea above which was a thick mist. I stood there and tried
to look into the mist and slowly started seeing a few lights like search light
beams moving around. The long white beams almost looked solid and as one came
past me I reached out and grabbed it and found I could hold onto it. I felt it
go into my chest as I became part of it and then I took off with it and soon
found I could make it move left or right and up or down. I decided to make it
go straight up and it got higher and higher as I went up through the clouds
into bright blue skies and then out into space still on the end of this white
beam of light. I looked around at all the other stars and planets and noticed
that they too started to sprout out beams of white light which started moving
around like search lights and when they came close to me they attached to me
until I found myself connected to all the stars and planets. Then I found I was
turning into a planet. I was like the birth of a new planet and I felt this
wonderful sense of love coming from all the other stars and planets. The beams
then disconnected and receded back to each star and planet but I still felt at
one with them all. I then was aware of life forms evolving on me and felt it
all was a part of me. The stars and planets and all the life evolving on me
were one…
We both recognised that our visualisations shared many
experiences. It was as if we were both experiencing the same thing but
interpreting it in our own way.
Liz had become very cold; she said it wasn’t a normal cold.
I told her to go with it and I put the music back on to
resume the session…
Liz began to speak…
‘It’s like the word
crista, Cristobel, Kristy… nemesis… Got the kaleidoscope again, all those
little glass beads, little glass prisms, sense of how it works, each prism
reconfigured in its geometry to the next, its association, intricate geometry’
I was starting to see bright moving blobs in front of me
then it went misty in the room.
I felt a fuzzy feeling on the back of my head.
Liz continued…
‘I see a May pole, central
pole and strands of strings going out, centrifugal, all connected. When it
rotates fast it looks like a continuous circle, a solid but it’s not. One made
up of the main strands, each one an individual, moves very fast, spinning,
looks like one’
‘The compound eye is
made up of a number of different pieces, number of different sensitive elements
each feeding back a bit of information like the pieces of a jigsaw, kaleidoscope
put together to make a picture and the picture can change according to the
active elements, reactive light sensitive elements. The picture is always
different to different eyes or even the same eye… and the eye is the I… which
part of me is me?’
‘The word sludge or slurry.
Moving a lot of sludge or slurry out of the way’
‘I keep getting the
word conquilla, don’t know if there’s some concern, current concern’
‘Custodian… need to
carefully select… customise’
‘Scooters seem to be
going over flower borders… motorbikes’
‘Seems to be like a
picture of waving corn or corn circles… look like… terrestrial source… limey…
their best kept secret… Tellurian, testing testing… Egyptian… got Kettering,
Cairo and Kettering… just got a sense of linking all these threads like great
landmarks, leylines, they’re going beyond, between continents, between
countries, sort of straddling the plates of the Earth… some tellurian importance’
‘Got a very sphinx-like
creature’
‘Sense of some amphibian,
amphibian craft’
‘Got the image of a
parasol, like a dandelion clock seed and scattered everywhere, little parasols,
seeds rotating, spinning’
‘I get a picture like
Charlie Chaplin, Clive Dunn, Mr Pastry, sort of comedian clowning… Clive Dunn,
Dad’s Army, don’t panic, don’t panic’
‘Copper lining, not
sure if that relates to clouds. Not golden lining but copper lining, I guess
copper is more abundant’
‘Stanley…’
‘Keep getting testing,
testing’
‘Feel as though I’m
becoming a panda with bamboo shoots’
‘It’s like going
through a rapid history lesson from bronze age alternating between fighting
peoples and learning peoples. Priests and pillagers, it’s like constant
conflict, stability and conflict. It’s repeating patterns, it’s repeating, it’s
like we need a seismic shift, the record’s stuck’
‘Someone’s trying to
cut through to the bare bones, it’s not easy… have to learn to dance with death…
it’s a shaman’s path, it’s the only way to shake the sense out of the illusion’
The music ended.
Liz continued…
‘It’s in the words,
the world’s built on lies and the only winner is love that’s eating through,
can carry you through the illusion, beyond fear’
‘The word quandary keeps
coming’
Once Liz was feeling back with it I did the healing
exercise, closing prayer and our closing down exercise.
Liz had remained aware throughout this week whereas I had
drifted in and out of consciousness.