We had the room setup as usual.
I did the opening prayer at 7.20pm, turned
out the light and put the music on.
We did the Rainbow Bridge visualisation
exercise...
Liz found herself in front of a large brick
wall on a moonlit night. There was a black cat with green eyes leaning over the
wall grinning at her but hissing at the same time so friendly and not friendly.
Liz wanted to get over the wall and join the cat so jumped up and over the wall
just like the cat had done and they both landed on the other side where there
was a wonderful deep green field with small moss covered mole hills. Liz was
now surrounded by many wonderful animals and felt she had to swim through them
and changed into a fish swimming through rainbow water. She felt like she
should have an ark and take all the animals with her but Liz wanted to go on and
felt a hand reaching down and pulling her up. She became a chain of mermaids
and fairies reaching up into the sky. Liz then found herself sitting next to an
elderly gentleman with white hair who was very loving and felt like a mother
rather than a father. He looked a bit like Einstein or Mr Pastry, he was like
the epitome of all knowledge and Liz felt he was feeding her with all this
knowledge. Suddenly Liz felt like she was in a womb and then was born to be
with this man. There was an egg that had split open into two halves and he told
Liz to go in the egg and closed it around her. It felt like a space capsule and
in it Liz knew she was going to be fed and would absorb all the knowledge. The
capsule then became more and more layered, Liz was in the middle developing
while around her all these different layers were building up like other bodies,
a bit like a Russian doll and Liz was the kernel in the middle and knew she had
to feed this knowledge outwards. The living germ in the middle had to grow out
bringing the other bodies to life with all this knowledge making them living
things, living bodies...
I started off in the séance room with the
glass dome in the centre and Liz sitting on the other side. Inside the dome I
could see a little man dressed in black dancing around and as I watched I
noticed the dome was getting bigger and bigger until it engulfed the room. We
were now sitting in this huge dome like a capsule and the black man was still
dancing around. Then a rope ladder came down to him and he climbed to the top of
the dome where he started to adjust something like an aerial and as he did so
waves of energy like radio waves came down in two streams, one to me and one to
Liz and I got the feeling they were feeding us with knowledge. Then two
television sets appeared in front of each of us and the screen was just white
noise with flickers of light and shapes as if not tuned in properly. Then I
started to see images flash up on the screen, I saw World War 2 scenes then the
face of Leslie Flint, then Colin Fry, then Magnus and then Joan who became
clearer and three dimensional and held out her arms towards me. I grabbed hold
of her arms and pulled her out of the TV set. She walked around the room and
was saying what a wonderful room it was and how lucky we were to have a
permanent purpose built séance room to use each week. The Mercury Circle had
had to move from place to place and set up the rooms each week. She told me
that all the mediums and guides I had seen flash up on the screen had a part of
themselves connected to this and many other developing circles and were helping
us all with our development. She sat down and closed her eyes and I saw waves
coming from her to Liz and to me much like I had seen coming from the aerial
and then she slowly disappeared...
As often happens there were a few similarities in our two visualisations.
I put the music back on and we continued
the session...
The room started to look light and misty to
me, then I started to see bright blobs coming and going in front of me.
The front of my legs got cold.
Liz drifted off into a kind of mind awake,
body asleep state then began to speak as the last tune was playing...
'I thought I heard a very tiny voice, I
think it said Dominic... It's like I'm looking at an arch, different colour
bricks, red, white, grey... I had Susan... Someone running along like a swan on
a river, flowing along with the current. The image has changed to a toboggan
racing down a slope of snow, feeling of something moving gracefully without
resistance, swiftly and smoothly, smooth transfer, coupling, receiving. It's
like a window of opportunity I'm being given... fortitude...'
'It looks like a lady getting off a train,
my cousin Judy at the station, climbing up some stairs, it's like I'm looking
at a great flower opening'
'I get an old fashioned baby's pram, black
and white, got the name George, all these hands around this baby'
'I've got this strange image of all these
people being hung on hooks like old coats, as if they've hung up their coats
and are fading into a mist, a rainbow mist, waving goodbye'
Me... 'Sounds like people leaving the Earth
plane'
'I've got this fog all around, it's like
looking through a mist catching glimpses suddenly, like looking at a beautiful
landscape or painting through a key hole into this enchanted light filled
landscape. You want to go there, it's just swimming in light and without seeing
the details you just know all the details are there, every little leaf, it's
all vibrant with light, like looking at dew drops on a plant that are lit by
the sun, full of rainbows. I've got a wise old owl, ticking away the clock, an
alarm clock, a question of time, like the dream and the shock of an alarm that wakes
you out of this glimpse of another territory and brings you back into this more
stark concrete fixed time ridden reality, much more black and white, darker
with hard edges'
'I'm watching feet, keep walking along a
path, treading, progressing, lots of brown, a line of workers like a labour
exchange, lots of laborious work. There's a glimpse of this idyllic place of
ease and beauty. The value of this waking reality, the one step at a time it's
like looking slowly at a shiny conker in your hand, the firmness, the
rotundity, the brownness, the fixedness of the high definition just like coming
bang up against a wall, forcing your focus, forcing your presence in this
reality and a glimpse of the colours all flowing, mixing, very fluid but back
to here, to the chestnut, the chestnut tree, strong fixed sharp lines,
contrast, step by step by step, plodding, patience, learn the
patience...'
'I feel as if I'm in a robin's nest and the
intricacy of the weaving of the nest and the patience of the bird sitting on
the egg. Things take time and that time is eked out, hours minutes seconds,
days nights weeks, very little changes in that time but very slowly there are
transformations. There's a possibility of being a witness to the smallest
changes and then you slip into the other reality, the bubble, the
effervescence, fluid, quick silver, where things are changing so fast, flowing
into each other, very little definition, almost no time to hold onto anything,
like reflections in a lake that are changing and shifting with the light so
it's constant movement, subtle shifting, a great beauty and phantasmagoria,
tantalizing and then back to the slow ponderous world, patience, one step at a
time, one second, one minute, one hour, one day, one week, one month, one year,
seven years, a span, seven years to change'
'Come back after fifty years and not a lot
has changed. See the eye, the eye that records and the diarist who records with
patience and the artist who tries to paint, to immortalize a scene with great
love. The opportunity to flesh out and embody, to deepen the experience of the
physical plane with five fingers, five toes, two eyes, two ears, a nose and a
mouth. We are given the portals, the senses, the ways of recording, testing,
tasting, fixed and transfixed and the spirit part of us wants to fly above the
speed of light to its home but it's learning, leaning to be patient, to be
born, to immerse itself in a new phase, slowed down in treacle, crystalized,
like being frozen, going from steam to water to ice and then suddenly melting
again and freezing again and melting again. The transition from one state to
another is making us wise, is making us co-creators, participants in the phase changes, in the magic, in the mathematics of the universal mind'
'When we become adept at shape shifting,
living slow and living fast, moving between one reality and the next, then we
become masters of change and transformation, then we can begin to truly grow
into what we will become and into everything that there is to know as if we
will finally fill out the whole picture, the whole of what we really are. There
are parts of us in shadows still, parts of us that are not realised, parts of
us like a dark room that's not yet been illuminated. We are still in our little
corner but slowly as our eyes accustom more and more is seen until the whole
becomes clearer and clearer and then we will know as we are known but for now
one step at a time, second by second, minute by minute, hour by hour, with
patience we fulfill our part of the picture'
'I have an image now of a great table, it's
like the images of the last supper, the table at which we are invited to share
the feast, to participate, to take on the majesty, we are invited with love to
share in the feast and the great mystery of the Christ and the baptism, the
crucifixion and the resurrection and to join with the whole creative plan to
share in the feast with love and I see the swan again swimming down the river,
spreading its wings. It's content to flow down the river but it's also content
to spread its wings and fly into the air'
'I feel as if I'm a bird flying through the
blue sky, soring. I'm alone but I also know that the sky is full of birds and
when I am content to be one and many simultaneously I will know I've come home'
'I have a sense of a figure standing in
front of me, a gentleman in what's like Elizabethan dress, somebody like
Francis Bacon in front of a grate, a hearth and the coals seem to have almost
burnt out, it's not a glowing fire. This man is dressed in black and white, he
has a poker in his hand, I'm not sure if he's trying to rekindle the fire or is
content to see it go cold'
I asked Liz if she had anything else about
Susan who she mentioned at the beginning.
She got an image of glass Pyrex dishes
upside down and flowery birthday cards.
I then put a tune on to help Liz come
completely back before I did the healing exercise, closing prayer and our
closing down exercise...