We had the room setup as usual.
I did the opening prayer at 8.40pm, turned out the light and
put the music on.
We did the Rainbow Bridge Exercise…
Liz found herself by a little trickling waterfall and stream
somewhere in Scotland. She was quite happy sitting there for a while and then
became aware of a cave behind the waterfall which transformed into the Chinese
myth of the Monkey King. Liz went behind a curtain into the cave which was a
wonderful jewelled place, full of rainbows and monkeys playing. At the back of
the cave was an altar, a place of worship. There was a candle and Liz wanted to
focus on the flame and still her mind. The light spread out and transposed into
a figure, a great spiritual leader like the Buddha with lots of artefacts and
rituals. Then a simple man in a white robe came through and led Liz out of the
cave to sit on the grass, a simple place. Then they went and got in a boat, a
bit like a Chinese boat. There were many people rowing it and they were looking
for a place to pull in on the other side of the river. They came to a jetty and
climbed out where there seemed to be a long procession of people going past and
Liz wanted to reach out to these rainbow people, spiritual beings. Liz followed
them into a sacred grove of fruit trees and ash trees. They were all sitting in
a circle there and Liz joined them. She had this feeling throughout of wanting
stillness and simplicity…
I started off in water with my eyes just above the surface
looking out at an empty and quiet swimming baths. Then it suddenly filled with
people jumping in and swimming having a great time and making lots of noise.
The scene then changed to a playground with the grownups playing cricket and
the children on swings and slides. It changed again to a busy street with
everyone rushing to get somewhere and then it was a market place with crowds of
people pushing and shoving, and stall holders shouting to sell their goods.
Things then quietened down as I found myself in a country scene with lots of
green grass, trees and flowers. All I could hear was the song of a skylark flying
above me and I sat there enjoying the peace and beauty. I then heard a lot of
noise and commotion behind me and turned round to see a battle being fought by
hundreds of soldiers on horseback. It was a scene of devastation and wounded
and dying bodies lay on the ground. It was like I was between the two opposites
of peace and war. I tried to concentrate more on the peaceful scene for a while
and when I looked behind me again the battle had finished and people were
helping the wounded. Then I noticed they all suddenly became aware of the song
of the skylark above them and they all stopped to listen. It seemed to make
them realise the futility of war and how the world was a beautiful place and
there for everybody to share. Two soldiers who had just been fighting each other
burst into tears of laughter as they realised how stupid and pointless their
battle had been…
I put the music back on.
I had a bright blob taking up my whole vision and tightness
on my forehead.
The room felt like it was expanding to me and then I felt
like I was outside.
Liz got the sensation of lots of faces, blob shapes which
became more defined.
I was getting cold round my legs and arms.
It now looked misty to me.
Liz saw shapes moving horizontally left to right.
She got the name ‘Maureen’
and ‘Vera’
She wasn’t sure if it was ‘Maureen’ or ‘Monica’
Liz had a sense of something silver, silver cuff links,
possibly a present and a bicycle.
I got an image of sliced ginger cake and a bicycle.
I had popping in my left ear.
Liz got a connection between Maureen and a bicycle.
I had an image of a medium sized dark coloured dog with
floppy ears.
Liz had a creeping, pulling feeling on her scalp.
She sensed darkness on her left side indicating a presence
with her.
She felt it was Maureen, someone she knew.
Liz then said…
‘I have a sense of a
large lawn with flowers like a convalescent place, a crenulated building… I’ve
got a feeling of something silky, silk… I’ve got this sense of a large
parachute, somebody’s landed safely… I just wondered if the ginger cake was for
a birthday… I’ve got the flower iris’
‘Like a ship in a
bottle, something big, constrained into a tight form, now climbing out, nice
and free…’
Liz had images of St George and the English flag, knights in
armour, damsel in distress.
She then had images of caterpillars paralleled with the ship
in the bottle as the butterfly emerges.
Liz continued…
‘In the case of the
caterpillar and the chrysalis… in the chrysalis it looks as though it’s the dormant
stage, nothing is happening, like it’s inanimate, but things are happening
inside and eventually, it may be a long time, the new spiritual being flies free.
Like someone maybe who’s been in a coma for a long time, it would seem as
though that was a long dormant period but things are happening on the inner
planes, finally there’s a transformation and the spiritual being, that portion,
is freed’
‘I had a sensation of
a blackboard suggesting a school, lessons going on, still learning’
‘I seem to be in a
snowy forest, snow coming down… it keeps on snowing, there’s a big man in
helmet and goggles… silver again… got a sledge, fir trees… I’ve got the name
Cuthbert again’
‘Got the name Timothy,
somebody who’s trapped or a trapper, just got a feeling of wanting a fire in
this forest’
‘For some reason I’ve
got the image of the nursery rhyme… There was an old lady who lived in a shoe…
I saw the shoe house’
‘I’ve got this strange
sensation as if I’m turning into a horse, my hair and face… I feel perfectly
equipped for carrying people on my back, I don’t know how people can be cruel
to me but I feel very strong and I’ve got used to carrying people, I enjoy it,
feels like a partnership. It seems as if I started off as a parody, like Muffin
the Mule or Bobbin, a comic horse… but I seem to have grown into something
sensitive and intelligent. I don’t think they realise that I have this
intelligence. Inside a being, a person, a personality, something far more than
a beast of burden, I’m a horse and a human being, a hybrid… If you look into my
eyes you will see’
The music ended.
Liz had the name ‘Oberon’
for the horse.
I had fallen asleep at the end of the session.
Liz had remained aware throughout.
Liz did the healing exercise, closing prayer and our closing
down exercise.