We had the room setup as usual.
I did the opening prayer at 8.40pm, turned out the light and
put the first tune on while we did the Rainbow Bridge visualisation exercise…
Liz started off on a large cobbled area, a market place, it
was belting down with rain, lots of people around with umbrellas and the rain
was flowing down in gullies and streams to the river which was very swollen,
a flood area. Everybody wanted to get over it to the other side and found they
could invent different ways of getting over it. There were wires with a slope
to them and some people hooked their umbrellas over the wire and slid across.
Some people took a running jump or flew over; some people went over with helium
balloons while Liz just leapt over. It was wet and muddy on the other side and
Liz found herself with a tiger. It was warm and friendly like a cat and she
felt comfortable with it. It let her climb onto its back and went racing off
through this swampy jungle, up a mountain to a clear area with wild scrubland
and rocks. Up above them was a jade coloured pagoda and Liz wanted to go there.
The tiger took her very quickly on a spiral route to it where Liz dismounted
and went inside. At this point she slipped into a dream state and couldn’t
fully remember or bring back what she experienced. She remembered people there
and some were dying or already dead. She thought there was a master or teacher
there and the experience was something to do with the body dying…
I started off standing with a top hat on the ground in front
of me. I picked it up and looked inside expecting to see a magician’s rabbit
but it was empty so I put it on. As I did so either the hat got bigger or I got
smaller as it went right over me and I ended up standing inside this enormous
top hat in complete darkness. Then I saw windows light up as if someone was
turning the lights on in rooms around this hat and then ladders appeared from
each window coming down towards me. I decided to climb up one of the ladders
and crawled through the open sash window into an empty room. The walls were
pink and as I stood there a door opened and Freddie Mercury entered with a grin
on his face. He said I had a very vivid imagination and I was not to worry
about whether these visualisations came from within me or from outside of
myself as it doesn’t matter. What is important is the value of the experience
you get from it. He said it was the same with mediumship communications and inspirations;
you can never be entirely sure where they come from but as long as what comes
through has value to you or to others and helps with their understanding then
that is all that matters. Freddie said that even in the physical world much of
what we experience is imagined or created by us, it’s like playing a big game
and the more rules you make for yourself with your own beliefs the harder the
game becomes. Forget the rules and just enjoy life, have fun, as long as you
think of others, don’t hurt anyone and live positively you will enjoy the game…
Before I put the music back on Liz had a strong feeling of
an African wooden mask, a ritual mask, mahogany coloured.
I was sensing flashing in the room.
I put the music back on and we continued the session…
Then Liz said…
‘Some people have to
die to be reborn… that’s the initiation rites. It takes place in adolescence. With
some people it’s a new person that comes through’
‘I got a name like
Xerxes, lots of beads and feathers, something like a phalanx, a warrior… Staying,
staying at home, a stately home… California, California gold rush… I’m going
through a series of life times… A poisonous snake… Eglantine, a connection with
Keats’ house and Fanny Brawn’
‘I got Big Feather
wanting to tell me about some animal thing, got paw prints… An image of me on
my belly, not sure if it’s on the ground or in a canoe, a wooden canoe… Seem to
be like a big turtle and the eggs… that’s it, the canoe is like a shell, its
body armour, it’s everything…’
The music finished and Liz continued…
‘When you are reborn
you are given the body armour, you are animal. It’s a narcotic you’re given and
that you die almost and you play a new part, you’re reborn. Big Feather… Acting
out these symbols because at that stage in life these are very important
transformations, it’s as though you call it psychosis, there’s no understanding
of other realities, other ways of being. These are early beliefs, early rites
of passage but they’re baked into the soul and carried on. Protective thought
forms in the psyche so when some people are drawn towards their animals they
are living that psychic connection but don’t realise that we’ve become the
animal. You’ve got your horse lovers, your dog lovers, your cat lovers, your
reptile lovers, proxies, a living proximal to their animals. When we became the
animal you have to understand these psychic transitions because they are part
of the human psyche, they are remembered. Xerxes phalanx is a pack of wild
wolves, you don’t know the half of it and the warriors will tell you, mad with
the blood loss, you follow the lines of behaviour and you see how far back they
go. So to become fully human you have to transition yet again, transition from
the animal, so it’s a new growing to be done, a new initiation and that was the
symbolism of the crucifixion, a new dying, he overturned the tables, he sacrificed
connection with the animal to become fully human. What does it take to die
again, death to the animal man, the half animal? We love and understand to grow
up hence the use of narcotics, we attempt to die…’
‘Fade far away,
dissolve and quite forget what thou amongst the leaves hast never known, the
weariness, the fever and the fret, here where men sit and hear each other groan,
where palsy shakes a few sad last grey hairs, where youth grows pale and
spectre thin and dies…’ (Ode to a Nightingale, John Keats)
‘He was a surgeon who
died early. A surgeon tries to cut out the animal, cut away the devises that
have been used to transition, to make whole, to become human, to heal but it’s
like trying to tinker with the exoskeleton but it’s the inside that needs to
morph, it’s the psyche that needs to morph like inside a chrysalis the old
body, the old psychic body goes to sleep, not with narcotics though but with
the will to transit with a conscious will to align with the cosmic human, with
the sun. The son of God has been called and to allow the reshaping of the
psyche, to allow the reformation, the resurrection of the psyche and then the
nightingale, the bird of paradise, the firebird, the angelic breaks out of the dormancy,
breaks out of the exoskeleton to become truly human. It’s a process of trust
and allowing, an inner knowing. The right cradle has to be prepared for the
rebirthing and that cradle is prepared by those teachers who have transitioned
and those who are ready now to transition will be drawn to those teachers and
they will find a cradle of trust and knowledge in which they can safely transit
with all blessings with all joy, with all peace… We’re through now, thank you
for listening’
As Liz came back she had an image of a silver snake skin.
Interestingly a few minutes earlier I had drifted off
slightly and got an image of a man holding a large snake that was about to shed
its skin.
Once Liz was back with it I did the healing exercise,
closing prayer and our closing down exercise…