We had the room setup as usual.
I did the opening prayer at 8.40pm, turned out the red light
and put the music on.
We then did the Rainbow Bridge visualisation exercise…
Liz started out on crazy paving, dancing along it with lots
of other people. She then headed for a vast expanse of blue sea water and saw
in the distance a galleon. It looked like a ghost ship, only half visible in a
mist and it came towards her and lowered the gangplank. Liz walked on and met
the captain who seemed familiar; he had white hair and an old fashioned three
cornered hat. Liz asked where they were going and he said ‘nowhere in
particular, this is just a free floating voyage’ the ship then took off going
quiet fast. There were two people either side of Liz and they were all steering
together and holding hands. Liz was being told that they would never come to
the horizon ahead; it just goes on and on. It was as if in the past they
thought the Earth was flat and you’d fall off the edge but now we know it just
goes round and round, there’s no falling off it. The scene then transposed into
the universe, looking out at all the stars and there were telescopes and
instruments everywhere. They told Liz that all these telescopes and instruments
were there to try and see beyond the horizon, beyond the boundaries. It was
this sense of boundlessness. The important thing was holding hands, keeping
this sense of connection, the connectedness of everything, unboundedness. They
all then changed into birds and were flying beyond the universe, crossing all
these different boundaries, each one leading further. This sense of it going
round and round and all being one without edge, without boundaries. The
exploring is endless going on and on. When they were birds it was just like
they were in this place of rejoicing, rejoicing in this endlessness and spacelessness.
Liz saw bird formations that were just pure joy, that was the feeling of this
freedom and the message was just look at the horizon and realise the boundlessness
of it all. Liz then returned by just thinking herself back…
I started off walking up the aisle of a church. There were Chinese
ladies standing each side of me motioning me forwards towards the altar that
had a bright light in front of it. I walked into the light and then felt myself
moving downwards and into a new scene, a bright colourful fairy land type place
full of colourful birds and bright green grass. There were deer running around
and I spotted a bright white deer by a tree and walked up to it. I felt I
needed to ride it so jumped on its back and we took off along a path of
coloured crystals getting faster and faster. We came up to a large pool of
water and went straight in and under the water. I found I could breathe okay
and soon forgot I was under water. We came up to an entrance to a cave and went
in. The walls were bright and golden and we stopped in front of a Buddhist monk
sitting alone. I got off the deer and asked him why there was nothing in the
cave and he told me to look again. I now saw the walls were full with shelves
of books and he told me they were not really there but represented knowledge and
information. He told me that knowledge can be found everywhere in everything no
matter where you are. He picked up a grain of sand and said there was knowledge
in that and went on to say I should also observe how other people perceive things
and what they get from it. Everybody has a different way of perceiving things
and nobody is really correct. You can learn by understanding how different
people perceive in different ways, it’s important to understand their way of
thinking. The music was ending and he told me to get back on the deer, close my
eyes then open them and I would be back so I did and I was…
I put the music back on and we continued.
I had a popping in my right ear.
The atmosphere was looking blue and misty to me.
Then it started to look bright and blobby.
Liz got the name… ‘Gifford’
Then she got… ‘Rosicrucian
connected with furnace… a feeling of a lot of people and information’
Liz continued…
‘I just got this sense
of a canvas, a painting of an onion, perhaps it’s torn or something, sticking
plaster on the canvas. I just get a sensation of telephones, messages coming
through. I’m just trying to clear my mind… I’ve got this Rosicrucian again…
Sheila’s name just came to me and a strong sense of green… a crucifix… green
and gold… The picture I had of Sheila she is much younger, I didn’t know her
younger, short brown hair… Heyday or Heidi…’
‘I had a feeling, it’s
like this green and gold cloth, it’s like an altar, sacrament of peace to these
tormented souls, their offering and this golden challis is sacrament of peace…
they have a table… I ask Gerry to take the sacrament…’
As Liz finished saying this I saw a light come and go near
the ceiling above Liz.
Then the room went very dark.
My arms went cold and fuzzy.
I heard a few clicks and soft whistles to my right but none
of them came out on the recording.
Liz continued…
‘Robin, Robin…’
‘I got the name Picasso,
maybe that was the artist earlier… Fernando, Ferdinand…’
‘I get this great
sense of a tapestry being woven around us, a great tapestry, all these threads
being connected, a great information matrix, we need to pull out a clear thread…
Robin… I got the feeling Haystack wants to help… pit bull, pit bull terrier… got
the image of a fox… I’ve got Dorothy, Dorothy Carron again… Verdant, it’s the
green again, verdant pastures… I just got this sense of resurrection, new life,
new vitality of the Earth, the green shoots, the importance, the cherishing of
maintaining, of nourishing, regenerating new green growth and they want to
protect the health, that’s good. It’s the rebirthing; it’s also called the
emerald isle…’
‘You have to hold on
to the hope, hope is the rope, it will pull us into the future, nearer to the
green future’
‘Sadie… I get the
number seven… Sadie says she’s seven as well’
‘Deirdre…’
‘Yes I’m just bringing
to mind the broken branches… I had a childhood friend Deidre and we used to
look at the bushes that had been damaged, the branches broken by boys, other
children slashing the trees and Deirdre complained bitterly that the sacrilege
of these broken branches was devaluing. I saw how important it was to Deirdre
to cherish and to preserve all green things, living green plants, trees, but to
desecrate nature was a great tragedy, an insult, she berated these thoughtless
children. It’s the mindfulness towards nature, cherishing of the greenness.
This seems to be the urge from the side of spirit to activate and rekindle
positive regard for nature. To hold on to the hope and the mindless ones will
fall behind, the predominant urge is towards growth and the greening and those
that fall short of that to mindless savagery just decay, fall away because the
thrust is towards the new growth and the greening and the hope that’s pulling
us along and upwards and into the new age… so join the growth and leave the
prison behind’
‘I see a lot of Fs…
someone said to me featherweights… There’s a sense that I get, a sort of
strange fight the good fight, the sense of there being an army of helpers poised
and ready there to bring the dream into being, to guide, to inspire, to fire
the arrow into the future, the great greening of the Earth reality. A body, an army
of helpers, diamond… We are all here just waiting, poised… I get a sense of
some impending action… The reservoir of energy raining down on the Earth, over
the houses, green, flowers… awakening’
The music ended.
Liz felt a bit dizzy for a while.
She had remained aware throughout the session.
I had drifted off a few times towards the end.
Liz then did the healing exercise, closing prayer and
closing down exercise…