Liz was back from her holiday and we had guest sitter
Caroline with us.
Caroline used to sit with the trance medium Sheila who had
made herself known to us through Liz during our Mercury Experiment 5703/02/2015 and has continued to make herself known several times since then.
I gave the opening prayer at 8.40pm.
We then did the Rainbow Bridge visualisation exercise…
Liz found herself in a tropical scene; there were banana
plants, trees and lots of people carrying bundles of fruit. It was dusty and
sandy; Liz felt she was in Egypt. There was a big river like the Nile and Liz
wanted to get to the other side where she could see pyramids, she felt it was
very spiritual. There was a long thin basket woven rickety bridge which Liz
crossed and she felt snake energy. On the other side she felt very alone in
this valley of pyramids. Then a man with a fez and several others appeared to
direct her. Liz wanted to go to the right down into the earth through a pyramid
entrance but they were directing her to one on the left where there were steps
like a ziggurat going up. Liz went up them and found herself alone at the top
then saw an elderly man with a white beard. She felt he was Semitic, Jewish, he
had a priest’s hat on and took Liz inside where she again felt snake energy. He
had astrological symbols and it was the Temple of Aesculapius, the dream
incubation temple. He told Liz this was the healing temple and the snake was
very important. The pyramid facilitated the dreams. As they sat talking there
was suddenly snow all around and Liz felt confused but then thought this was
the manna from heaven that the Jews experienced in the desert. All these things
coalesced together, the crossing of the Nile, leaving Egypt; it was as if Liz
was being shown all these things. Liz asked some questions about dreaming and
he told her the shape of the attic room she slept in was good for dreams. The
pyramid was like a universal field of information that could be accessed and
Liz could do that in her room…
Caroline found herself in a desert and on her left there
were miles of sand and in the distance vast buildings looked hazy against a
bright golden sunset. On the right it was like a microcosm and as she looked to
the right she felt she was shrinking and saw huge bees that were trying to
teach her something but couldn’t understand what it was. The bees were dancing
in geometric patterns and it seemed to be about pollen not sticking to their
legs. There was honey just lying about, not in hives…
I started off in a thick, dark, misty forest and had to push
myself through all the dangling branches. I saw flashes through the trees like
car headlamps in the distance. As I carried on the trees thinned then
disappeared, it became brighter but still misty grey then white. I stopped as
the mist cleared and I saw I was standing at the edge of a cliff. Down below me
was a pebble beach and a river while each side of me were 100s of puffins also
standing at the edge. I wanted to get down to the beach so turned myself into a
puffin, jumped off and glided down landing on the beach where I changed back to
myself again. I felt I should cross the river but was drawn towards the cliff
where there was a cave. I went in; it was light inside with silver walls and lots
of cats wandering around. I saw what looked like a healing couch with two robed
monks standing at each end. There were electrical terminals on each end of the
couch and the monks invited me to lie down. As I lay on the couch they held
onto the terminals and I felt an electrical charge run through me which had the
effect of clearing my mind. I found I could think about puzzling spiritual
mysteries and they seemed to become simplified and more understandable. It
seemed to work for complicated dreams as well when I recalled them. The message
I got from this was not to complicate things, just keep it simple and it will
become understandable…
I put the music back on and we continued our session.
Liz had the sensation she was falling sideways.
The room was looking lighter and flashy to me.
I felt tightness around my forehead.
My legs got cold.
Liz got the number ‘66’
(We didn’t realise at the time but this was the 66th
session)
Liz continued…
‘I get the sense of
being in the room of a house, a bit like the place that Virginia Woolf used to
visit, where the artists used to live. (Charleston House) Where they decorated the rooms with
paintings everywhere, a very creative space. The walls were hand painted
instead of wall-paper. A very happy friendly feeling… Kitty the cat, tabby cat…
I get a needle, sowing needle, patchwork…’
‘I keep coming back to
this rural community. A cart with hay bales, man with a long black beard and a
sort of smock. I’m not sure what this is all about… a good way to live’
‘I got the name
Frederick several times…’
(Afterwards Caroline told us that Frederick is Sheila’s
grandson. She had been like a mother to him after his mother had died)
Liz continued…
‘I keep getting that
scene juxtaposed with a train… either the train broke up that idyll or the
train represents the transition, the journey… My feeling is that there was an
attempt to recreate that idyll but it’s actually rather fixed, it’s like a
nostalgic pastoral scene, it was good and creative when it was alive but it’s
got stultified… I sense that whatever it is wants to move on, it’s okay, it’s
empowered like a motive, carrying forth and it’s okay to go with it. You can
still carry the idiom with you, the essence of it, the creativity…’
‘I got the name Leslie
Harvey, I thought it was a medium… seems to be connected with birds… stars…’
(Afterwards Caroline also told us that Sheila’s surname was
Have but it was pronounced Harvey. She wasn’t sure who Leslie was)
Liz continued…
‘I have an image of a
green close knit jumper unravelling’
‘I got this
cantilever… it’s to do with the bridge, this incredible cantilever structure,
cross pieces, someone to do with engineering. Pylons… very ornate structures
and I get the feeling all this work is wasted… structures collapsing… it’s his
own invention. He’s devastated when his structures are destroyed… You think
that these structures are very permanent, so carefully constructed, intricate…
but everything that’s been destroyed can be built again, the pattern is there.
Once you have a pattern it’s imprinted and the physical structure doesn’t… it’s
neither here nor there, the pattern can be created again and again… It’s the
same with the knitting, there’s the jumper that’s unravelled but if you know
how to knit you can knit it again, the pattern… that’s the value of patenting,
you patent the pattern so even though the physical body breaks down and
deteriorates the pattern patent is still there, you can come back to it any
time… Same with the pastoral idyll that was a good life style, a patent
pattern, it’s there, leave it behind, it can be recreated any time’
‘I’ve got a maple
tree…’
Liz felt she was being pulled to one side again.
She was getting lots of little fragmentary bits but nothing
was clear. She got the name ‘Humphrey’
but there were too many different things coming from different sides to be able
to verbalise clearly.
(Liz later said that she sensed a pub at this time and
Caroline told us that Frederick ran a pub)
The music ended and once Liz was feeling back with it she
did the healing exercise, closing prayer and our closing down exercise.
Caroline had enjoyed the session but found the music
distracting.
Liz has also at times has asked for it to be turned down so
we may well experiment sitting without music in the future…