We had the room set up as normal.
I did the opening prayer at 8.30pm, turned out the red light
and put the music on.
We started with the Rainbow Bridge Exercise and then
reported our experiences.
Liz started out going down a lane with dense holly and red
berries each side. She followed the lane and came to the bank of a stream in a
deep gorge which then came out into a rocky, sandy bay. Liz could see a series
of islands connected by a white bridge and she wanted to get there so got a
boat and paddled over to an island and then climbed onto the bridge. Ahead were
clouds and mist and as she walked across the bridge the mist closed in behind
her until she couldn’t see anything. Liz didn’t feel scared, just excited by
the adventure and kept going. She started to see rainbows in the mist and a
golden glow ahead and eventually came out into the light where it looked like a
meadow with harebells and buttercups. Liz saw a shepherdess there with sheep
who led her towards a farm where there was a hermit’s cell made of brick. She
said a holy man lived there and then Liz saw standing in front of it was like
the master dressed in white with a crook. Liz knew this was Jesus and he said
he was the Christos. Liz looked into his eyes and felt it was like herself and
he said… ‘You’re all me, you’re all the Christos. Your purpose here on Earth is
to feed my sheep, look after my lambs, that’s what you are here for’ He took
Liz inside and poured her this golden tea, camomile or golden saffron. He said
this is what you should drink. Liz felt it was a cleansing drink and would be
good for her. He urged Liz to identify with him and to look after the lambs and
sheep which was all that was needed and required and he would always be with
her. It was then time to come back so he sent Liz on her way…
I started off inside some sort of stationary carriage, climbed
out onto a rocky ground and walked down to a river. Everything looked bright,
white and colourless. I found a bridge and walked onto it finding it hard to
keep my balance as it was a rope bridge and kept swinging side to side but it
became more solid and easier to walk on as I made my way across it. In the
distance I saw what looked like half a giant bubble with rainbows all over it.
There didn’t seem to be any way in so I just pushed myself into it. Inside it
was like a very colourful jungle, the sky was red and orange and there were
multi coloured birds in the trees. Lions and tigers were wandering around but
posed no threat and I eventually came to a clearing where there was a tribe of
very black skinned people. Some were playing some sort of board game on the
floor, rolling dice and it looked like electric sparks and flashes were coming
off the board as they did this. I watched for a while then they invited me to
roll the dice saying I would get a message from the board so I did and saw some
words flash up as the dice hit the board. The message was… ‘Live each day in
the moment, don’t worry too much about the future, don’t look into the past too
much just stay in the present, that’s the best way to be, allow life to unfold
naturally’ After that we all had a bowl of what looked like soup but it tasted
of tropical fruits. They then handed round a pipe and when it was time to go
asked what animal I’d like to go back on and I chose a giraffe…
Interestingly we both got messages this week followed by
being offered a drink.
I then put the music back on.
It was looking lighter and misty to me.
Liz thought the room was filling with silvery light.
I sensed it lighter to my right while Liz sensed it lighter
to her right.
The atmosphere was looking wavy with a few wispy white bits
swirling around to me.
Then it became dark on my left and I felt pressure on my
forehead.
We both had trouble keeping our eyes open.
I got a few words in my head…
‘A selection of paintings will be displayed tonight each one
representing a different pathway to a greater understanding’
As I said it Liz got a picture of a golden haystack.
Then I saw a pyramid of red and green apples.
Liz was drifting off.
Liz got a picture of a golden harp.
Then I got a picture of a wicker basket filled with leaves
and acorns.
Liz got a picture of red roses, loads of them in bloom.
I felt a tickle down the right side of my face.
My arms went suddenly cold.
Liz felt cold all over.
I felt something in my right ear.
I drifted off for a while and came back with a vague memory
of a couple of dreams…
I had seen a wall with a line of books along the top of it.
I knew that these were books that Liz had written and they were displayed at
different heights. There was a reason for this but I couldn’t recall what it
was. Also I was scoring a line along the bottom of the wall. I’m sure there was
more to this dream but I couldn’t remember what.
I also had a dream about a line of faces carved in a rock
face. As I looked at them they became real and animated.
Meanwhile Liz was being inspired and began speaking…
‘I see the grey wolf
again, the skein and the Golden Fleece, the thread chasing after it… it’s
joyous… This is Mother Earth and the golden skein from the Golden Fleece, the
wool is the thread, the consciousness that’s holding all the interludes, all
phenomena together, these great spaces, the seven hills… Over the hills is the
golden city of Jerusalem… The grey wolf seems to have become a grey clothed
monk, a monk with a grey cloak’
‘I get a sense that
the seven hills are not just temporal epochs but they’re also stations within
the body, within the physical being… And Jerusalem has something to do with
where we are now and that’s the Christos, that’s the epoch’
‘Ha, ha, I’ve got all
these sheep with wagging tails…’
‘I got this image of
an amazing honeycomb, it’s like a bee hive with all the cells interconnected,
it’s golden again, golden honeycomb. All the cells interconnecting a community,
an incredible hive of activity that community interconnectedness, again that’s
related to the skein, golden thread which is the complexity of the weaving,
that is your basket’
‘This honeycomb, each
cell contains a little unit of consciousness, a little unit of life but they’re
all interconnected and the whole functions as one great universal consciousness
and when the walls are broken down there is just the honey, the golden honey
and that’s the ambrosia, that’s the nectar for the gods… that’s the clear
golden liquid, that’s our food, it’s the pure golden essence of consciousness reflecting
the sunlight, the Christos, that’s our rightful food, that’s our rightful
sustenance’
‘That’s the
significance of feed my sheep, is the food, is this essential, the gold of
consciousness, the Christ consciousness, is that essence and that source to be
fed to each unit, each unit of consciousness, individual consciousness and that
will help each to grow to its rightful place in the kingdom, the kingdom of
heaven and the kingdom of heaven is the kingdom of heaven on Earth’
‘Now I come back to
the roses that are growing in the garden in abundance even though it’s winter,
these are the heart roses’
‘I have this image of
the golden crown… I’ve been given a cloak, purple and it’s being placed around
my shoulders, it’s a taste…’
‘I feel that what has
been said is that we are all the rightful heirs to the kingdom but to claim
that throne there is a lonely journey in the mist where all signposts are lost
in the sign-less land, great vast steps and the seven hills and to lead into
the unknown, to be prepared, to perceive in the face of not knowing, in the
blizzard, you’re coming through, this journey into light but to retain the
kingdom requires breaking down the walls of the familiar, letting go, stepping
into the unknown. It’s an act of courage but the golden skein, the golden
thread, that thread of consciousness carries you through and leads you to the
light, to Jerusalem, to the kingdom, to your throne and the crown… I have this
final image of the rose with thorns, that the journey is not without thorns…’
Music ended.
Liz was now feeling warm.
Liz then did the healing exercise, closing prayer and our
closing down exercise…
As always the healing energies felt strong, I could see the
room lighting up while Liz could feel the light in the room…