124th Sitting 20/12/2016

We had the room setup as usual.

I did the opening prayer at 8.10pm, turned out the light and put the music on.

We did the Rainbow Bridge visualisation exercise...

Liz found herself looking at a face, a woman's face that changed into someone Liz knew and had worked with, Tamzen. Then Liz found herself by a bridge with daffodils all around her. She'd been there before, it was like an archway through and under the river somehow, like an aqueduct and Liz wanted to go through it. She started crawling along on her belly then thought she could just slide through it like a flume in a swimming pool and went zooming along it on her belly then came shooting out the other end into the night sky. It felt like she was swimming through the stars and there were angels with long robes there dancing in the sky and Liz saw Tamzen with them. They were flowing and Liz was flowing with them. As Liz swam through the sky she was aware of not having any form, she could be anything she wanted and suddenly it was as if she was an enormous table spread out in all directions and then she was a lamp. She could take on any form and wanted to be a candle flame and contemplate the candle flame. She recognised the Tibetan exercise of becoming the flame, becoming the light, everything is you and you are everything. As the music came to an end Liz found she was still trying to stabilize with this light, this candle flame and over it was an ornate gold death mask while behind it Liz was all of light and everything and nothing at the same time...

I started off on the top of a snow covered mountain in a toboggan. I felt I was about to go down a slide but felt a bit nervous about doing it as the slide looked very steep, almost a sheer drop. I then went for it and was soon shooting down the side of the mountain building up speed then turning right and spiralling round the mountain like being on a giant helta-skelta. I noticed there were other slides running parallel with mine and other people were whizzing round like me, some faster, some slower. There was a TV screen in front of me and it looked like a lifetime was being played in fast motion. It felt like this journey down the mountain was representing a physical lifetime and we were all on our own pathways. As I got nearer to the bottom of the mountain I saw that some of the toboggans had stopped and now looked lifeless. I carried on going but was slowing down and the film on the TV was slowing down too as if I was getting older and slower and then it stopped. Everything went dark for a while and then I felt I was becoming one with the mountain. I was the mountain and the mountain was me. I saw other mountains spreading out into the distance in all directions and I sensed they were all full of life. As the music ended I found myself back on top of the mountain in a toboggan about the start out on a new physical life...

Once again we noted several similarities in our visualisations.

I put the music back on and we continued the session...

I soon started seeing blobs coming and going.

Liz started to speak...

'I have the word cuckoo... Gloria... conjoined shadows, I'm looking at pussy willow, catkins, male catkins. I can see how the tree has the male and female catkins, they're conjoined... surreptitious'

'I've an image of somebody in a postman's hat. It's a letter to or from Nancy. Narcisi, narcissus... take a step back'

'The name Joy or Joyann, twins conjoined, comfortable, unconditionally, confusion, identity confusion, some suggestions, take two...'

'I've got the image of a wall, wallflower... trying to get crystal clear, I have... it's like Crystal Palace, catchment area, calligraphic. I've got the feeling on Uncle Lionel being there, Talmudic scholars'

'What can I say, say it as it is, this session is ended, somewhere. I have the sense of big shoes treading on snow, footprints, trying to tread like on egg shells on a soft surface, carefully, sensitively'

'I would like to wave a magic wand, I see these stars from this magic wand like a Christmas sparkler, sending out into the dark night, big fizz, sending out little streams of sparks, igniting face, fireflies. I have hands pulling me up, supporting me in my pyjamas, preparing me'

'Mr Murdock...'

'I get the words my brothers in arms, sisters in distress, satisfaction not in this world, saviour, saviour of the world. Now this is the message, the only messiah is me, me is the messiah, the only saviour is me, I am the saviour, the only mission is to save, to save myself, I save myself, I save humanity in me as in you as in all. Brothers in arms, sisters in distress, they're all one family, all one soul united. I need more in good faith, have a good Christmas, God bless... and don't forget the custard powder... he's saying that to me'

Me... 'Does that mean anything?'

'Yes, ha, ha... it means don't forget the custard powder... thank you Lionel'

'I thought it was uncle Lionel but I think it's Lionel Blue the rabbi'

'I have the name Rupert, I feel very hot...'

'Mrs Matterson, the connection of Woldingham, think of Joe Moss and a lot of emotion, my friend's mother and Natasha. I asked for some evidence and I got the name Mrs Matterson, someone dropped something, dropped some pennies, pennies from heaven'

'Old age should fight against the dying light... Dylan Thomas'

'I get the sense of this lamp shade. Where there are fears there are phantoms, that's where you fight, it's the fears that fight and there's the need for the guiding hand, kind thoughts, kind words, kind deeds, go gently into that good night, resolution' 

'I keep getting the word califragilisticexpialidocious'

Me... 'It normally starts with super'

'Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious... this is getting silly... do you want to ask anything?'

Me... 'Yes, is the way we sit for this group the best way at the moment or is there any modifications that can be made?'

'Having more interaction between the two of us could be beneficial'

Me... 'Okay, I find sometimes if I say too much it might interfere with what's coming through you'

'Yes, when there's pauses, allowing for pauses so there isn't the sense of the need to fill in and allowing for plenty of time for the relaxation, a deeper relaxation and the lowering of the music so there's no distraction when words are coming through, that's important, and the awareness that this is a learning, a development not an end product and to allow for the need to back track, to restore clarity, the original condition, to allow for rebooting when it gets caught up. Contact can be lost quite quickly but it can be regained by allowing time and the medium has to in a sense feel free to stop and recharge when the contact is lost, like a transmission line fading out, waiting for the crackling and the noise, the re-tuning can take a little while, that's patience. If you feel you have to rush, a set time, that can thwart the exercise, opportunity to practice and develop, and practice means making mistakes and stopping and going back to square one again, trying it again and again... So that's the honest way to allow a time to get a better signal, better connection'

'Got the name Doreen and another name Willoughby. It's like I was watching an old fashioned film, top hats, smart coats, a tailors called Willoughby, a connection with my uncle joe'

Liz asked me to play a tune while she came back with it.

Liz thought the name Nancy that came through at the beginning could be her neighbour who died a few years ago.

I then did the healing exercise, closing prayer and our closing down exercise...

123rd Sitting 13/12/2016

We had the room setup as usual.

I did the opening prayer at 8.10pm, turned out the light and put the music on.
We did the Rainbow Bridge visualisation exercise...

Liz started off on a large stretch of sand and sea like an estuary. There were lots of people around with green fishing nets on bamboo poles. Then the scene shifted and Liz was aware of a balustrade, a concrete or stone parapet. It was like she was looking over and crossing Westminster Bridge with lots of people around. Liz was then walking northwards along the embankment past a grove of silver birch trees with very white trunks. She stopped when she saw a boat with multicoloured flags all over it like Tibetan flags. Liz then found herself on the boat where there was a shaman, a dark Polynesian looking man with a bare chest and teeth around his neck. He told her these were tiger's teeth which seemed to be very important somehow. He then held Liz's hands and conveyed information to her. She was aware that the boat was travelling south which seemed important. Liz tried to think of the Buddhas of the north, east, west and south. She thought it was the yellow Ratna Buddha in the south which was to do with three jewels, the Buddha, the Dharma and the Sangha, the spiritual centres. This is where you go for retreat and Liz thought this was the message being conveyed, to keep being drawn towards the south to centralise the importance of the enlightened being, the drive towards enlightenment, towards awakening, the Buddha, towards the teachings, the Dharma, towards the spiritual community, the family, the Sangha. These are the central points of refuge for your life and your boat is steering on a sure course...

I started off sitting on a chair in the dark then the darkness lifted from the bottom like curtains going up and I saw that there were white and yellow flowers everywhere. They were blowing in the wind looking like waves in water and then they morphed into water and I was now sitting on my chair on a small boat on a lake making me feel a bit unstable and top heavy. The water was very clear and I could see the lake bed. I then found myself holding two oars so started rowing the boat backwards looking behind me to check where I was going. I saw a huge wave heading towards me like a tsunami which swallowed up the boat sending me into the water and I sunk down to the lake bed. I began walking across it looking at the plants and rocks. I could still breath okay, it didn't feel like water, there was no wet sensation just a slight resistance to movement. I saw a dark cave in one of the rocks and found myself pulled towards it and then got sucked into it feet first. I shot through the long narrow tunnel eventually coming out the other end finding myself on the beach at the side of the lake. There were lots of other people there but they were all half fish like mermaids and when I looked at my legs I saw I was too. This made me laugh out loud and soon everybody was laughing as hundreds of ropes appeared dangling from the sky and we all climbed them and started swinging from rope to rope still laughing...

I put the music back on and we continued the session...

I soon started to see bright blobs coming and going and they started to change into images of large chunks of ice.

Liz started to speak...

'I've got some strange images like a black beetle or a ladybird and then a swastika image. Then I got a Volkswagen Beetle. I got an image of a telephone so I thought perhaps I'm getting a message but I don't know what it is yet'

'Almond... fanatic...'

'I had a Chinese connection and the book the Wild Swans'

'Wendy... it's like a wooden box, looks like a packing case but finer wood, it's too open, handle cut into it. I have a feeling this should have been filled with books but it's empty'

'America... the name Tabitha and Christina... and quick silver but spelt k-w-i-k silver, constanation, dirty dealing, dangerous, confusion... colostomy...'

'Year end... Steve, Stevenage... stable, stabilise...'

'A missionary statement, a statement of intent, a time is coming, tabulate, testimony, indifference, dangerous indifference, a certain strata, society, televising turmoil, narcotic, numbness, blackout...'

'I get a feeling of Tony Blair... chewing the side of the mouth, a facial habit, that's Prince Charles... going public, pictures of boy scouts'

'Pearl Harbor, a lot of ignorance, a dragon's den sort of security, people's motives, people's plans, value, final edition. Sense of newspaper, a news blackout. Got the dragon's den again, this time with dragons, greedy, facing each other. Dragons hoard wealth, they know the cost of everything but the value of nothing'

'We have a world, use it wisely. The importance of talking, of speech, the power of proper debate, proper perspective'

'I don't know what it means but I keep getting the word... polemicist'

'I keep coming back to Stevenage'

'I got that tiger image again, fierce, predatory, reserves its strength, discerning a sharp tooth, that's a fine focus, walks a straight line. It's a truth, a true seer and the eyes of the blind will be opened'

'I'm just asking can you be more specific, I'm wanting to hear more clearly what's being said... Straight forward simple facts, being false fed false facts, steer the true course, ethical path, firm footsteps, the stepping stones are firm. Steer it towards the south. Serpentine and the truth will out, hold fast and hold firm to the true vision, to the three jewels, to the spiritual path and your way will be made clear. Broadcast, broadcast loud and clear from the heart, heartfelt'

'The message is the truth will out, that the importance of bearing the vision from the heart, broadcasting from the heart, the desire for truth from each person, the outpouring of that desire for true vision, the naked truth, the burning zeal of a truth, of justice that will penetrate through the darkest fog. The arrows, bring me my spear of burning gold, bring me my chariots of fire... Blake's Jerusalem'

'The sacred duty of each person is to lay bare the inner vision of the soul, to make manifest a love of the living God as is hidden in the heart to bring forth that which was decreed to be the human prototype, the sacred duty of each and every soul, to make manifest that which is hidden in the heart. So do it now, the time is right, the time is now...'

'We're over and out...'

I played a tune to help Liz come back.
She was feeling a little giddy and took a while to feel completely back with it.

I then did the healing exercise, closing prayer and our closing down exercise...

122nd Sitting 06/12/2016

We had the room setup as usual.

I did the opening prayer at 8.10pm, turned out the light and put the first tune on.
We did the rainbow bridge visualisation exercise...

Liz found herself walking over red tiled roofs and then flying over them. It was like she was flying over a town in a dark sky with stars burning and a moon ahead. She was then flying over endless dark water and the moon had a halo around it and suddenly turned into the sun. Not just one sun but many arcs and orbs within orbs. It reminded her of the spirit drawings by Georgiana Houghton. It was like this sun had become all of many, intertwined, a globe of energy and Liz was being drawn towards it. Then she found herself being drawn towards a rabbi, an elder in a black and white shoal and he was leading Liz towards some holy books, the sephirot. It was like a library full of Talmudic literature and he was showing Liz Hebrew letters and words. They then went through a passageway made of white quartz stone going downwards to an enormous pool and in this pool were men and women bathing. Liz was told it was a purification bath. It seemed very important that there were men and women in it together and Liz noticed that coming out of the bath was an enormous tree and the branches were full of golden eggs and there was a golden crown of sovereignty at the top of the tree and above that a huge bat or angel with membranous wings of gold that seemed to be encompassing everything and this amazing music was coming out of it, an Om, the original sound of the universe...

I started off watching a huge church bell swinging from side to side but there was no sound coming from it. I looked at it from below and saw that the clapper wasn't hitting the sides as it swung. As I watched the bell and clapper it changed into a mouth and tongue and seemed now as if the mouth couldn't speak. Then I saw a bishop talking to a large congregation and I got the sense that he was speaking but the words were not what the congregation needed to hear, they were getting bored and were looking for something new, not the same old bible stories. I could see behind the bishop what looked like spirit bishops trying to inspire him but although some of their words were getting through the bishop was blocking most of them, choosing to quote from the bible instead. I felt that these spirit bishops now had a much wider understanding and wanted to share this through the bishop. The scene then changed to a classroom where a physics teacher was conducting a lesson but the students looked bored listening to his materialistic views. They were playing virtual reality games on their phones and expected something new to come through the teacher to back up what they understood about virtual reality. Again behind the teacher were spirit scientists trying to inspire the teacher with their own understandings but these were getting blocked. I sensed that the spirit scientists and bishops knew that soon their understandings would get through in many different ways and then I heard the church bell ringing signifying a time in the future when truer words would come from both the religious and the science communities and there would be very little difference between them both...

I put the music back on and we continued the session...

I soon started to see blobs coming and going and then got an image of a ballet dancer in the centre of the room.

Liz then started to speak...

'I got taberinth and had a christening dress, white flannel, golden embroidery around the chest... Rupert'

Liz was getting a giddy feeling as if she was falling sideways.

She continued...

'One man went to mow, went to mow a meadow...'

'Terry, Terence...'

'I think I'm being told there's a reception committee for mum. I see tall candles burning, talisman. Got an image of great raven's wings, got a feeling of a tabernacle of death where these candles are burning, it's the reception committee, the sanctuary, a safe place, there to anoint. It's like a baby at a christening, it's the anointing, the sacred welcome into the spiritual family, a right of passage, can go both ways, into the world and out of the world, the anointing, it's a symbol, dedication, deliverance...'

'I have a sense of Silver... Silver may not be just one person, feels like a powerful presence. Silver's trying to brush me aside, like a moth drawn to the flame, Silver is a burning presence, strong. Silver speaks with the tongues of angels, Silver is a sephirot, the sum total. That's why I can't put a finger on the identity, it's a sum total. It's embodied in all of the masters, each one is an emanation of the fire. We are little sparks. You have to be very pure to receive, you need the purification to burn all the dross, scales of the snake. Learn to slow down, 10,000 years in his sight is but an eye blink so to slow down to our extreme slow pace is a feat of gigantic power. For us just a brush of an angel's wing, a sense of the divine. That is a very powerful emotion, it's the soul yearning for what can hardly be reached. It's there, it's the grind of the years that is separating and who can lift away the burden, who can wipe away the tears, the taint. Only each soul has to cleanse and purify and wipe away the stains to recognise all that is in the way. It's the striving of the shoot of the seed through the dark earth from the seed case, has to break free towards the light, the struggle to reach out beyond the safe casing, the scales that held it intact, the incubus, a temporary vehicle for transformation. When the time of transformation comes there has to be the effort of the cleansing, the breaking free, the shedding of the scales. Mortality has served its purpose, an incubus vessel, the alchemy of spirit'

'The time is coming when the lords of spirit will reign again and you will be drawn like moths to the flame'

Liz was left with the words of Wordsworth's 'Daffodils' poem as she came back.
She had felt her mum's sister and her dad with her during the session.

I played a tune to help Liz come back and then did the healing exercise, closing prayer and our closing down exercise...
 

121st Sitting 15/11/2016

We had the room setup as usual except for the table which is now much smaller and with a square top.

I did opening prayer at 8.10pm, turned out light and put the music on.

We did the Rainbow Bridge visualisation exercise…

Liz found herself walking between two borders of multi-coloured pansies. They led to a stream from a lake and as Liz looked at the water she suddenly became aware of Rupert Bear and he seemed to be flying and beckoning Liz to follow him. As she followed she seemed to merge with him and then changed into a bee. She saw through the eyes of the bee which looked like a prism with loads of rainbows, it was like the reality had broken into several different rainbows. She then became not a single bee but part of a whole hive of bees, a colony, and was aware of the hive around her, an enormous honey comb. Liz was also aware of the presence of the queen bee who told her of the mystery and paradox of being one and many at the same time, the unification in multiplicity idea. It was like a mystery unfolding in which Liz knew she was single but also many at the same time, she was all of these bees but they were all one and embodied in the queen. The queen then showed her Rupert Bear again and Liz was told that he represented her investigative nature and that you can be in two realities. The thing about Rupert Bear was he had his pals like the little Chinese girl and the scientist but although he lived on the ground he also flew in the air and found his way into other realities, the reality in the clouds, and he could live on two levels. Also Rupert and his pals were ultimately playful in their explorations and Liz saw the significance of Rupert to herself, the childhood. Liz was then able to turn back into a bee and returned to this reality as she wished…

I started off flying above the clouds on the back of a giant eagle, watching all the beautiful colours as the sun reflected on the clouds. I felt I wanted to go down through the clouds but the eagle stayed above them for a while then swooped down into them. As we went through them the eagle dissolved and disappeared and it was just me now flying through the clouds. When I came out the other side I saw hundreds of outstretched arms waiting to catch me. It was like a long line of people walking through a mountainous area dressed in robes looking like a biblical scene. I came down and they caught me and put me on my feet. I then noticed that I too was wearing robes and so I decided to join them on this march through the mountains. I noticed they kept looking up as we walked and then saw more people coming down from the clouds and joining them, making the line longer and longer. I could see something in the distance on the top of a mountain and we were heading for that. When we got there I could see it was an old man sitting in a chair and we all sat round him as he appeared to fall asleep. Then a white mist started to come from him like ectoplasm and it formed three columns which then became three materialised men. They didn’t look fully physical or solid, more etheric. People then started to walk up to them and the materialisations laid their hands on each person’s shoulders. When it was my turn I walked up to one and as he put his hands on my shoulders I suddenly became etheric myself and the materialisation became more solid and physical. He told me I was now seeing my spiritual self and said that this was something I could now do, I could switch between the two but whenever I do so one will always appear more physical than the other…

I put the music back on and we continued the session…

The room soon started to look misty to me.

Then I saw bright blobs coming and going.

I got an image of a candle flame and behind it were two hands held together as if praying but I couldn’t see a person.

Liz began to speak…

‘I’ve got Heidi or Harriot… canister, canister of something, charms… a sense of the Heligan Gardens in Cornwall… the name Lark’

‘Golden ladder’

‘A sense of train tunnels, train coming out of the tunnel… you don’t have to worry about a thing… something rocking the boat is all sorted, is like elastic, stretches and bounces back, got a lot of give’

‘I can see cherry blossom on the trees’

‘I’m being shown something that looks like an antiquity or something, archaeological dig’

‘The moors’

‘Seventy-two spotted dalmatians, a grand piano, Chopin’

‘Caterpillar, lots of legs, more like a millipede… Terence’

‘Intertwined column bines, two bines coexisting, intertwined. One of them is green and the other a bit yellow’

‘Got the sense of a tobacco pipe, Highlands, Scotland. Being shown a bowl of Quaker Oats, seismic shift, what is it, a shifting consciousness’

‘Got Spaghetti Junction, keep getting crossfires, Sarah, Gordon, gollywogs or gallywag, Gallimore or Galloway or Google. A soap, star studded soap, TV, a remarkable record, an aviator. I seem to have come up against a wall, very fast, a brick wall, crash. Gordon seems to be connected with Sarah, a ski jump, terrible twos’

‘I just got a sense of the beautiful pastures on the other side. Billy goat gruff, crossing the bridge to the beautiful pasture, living happy ever after’

‘I have the sense many wise ones have passed this way, green fields of paradise. Back to Heligan Gardens, beautiful trees, every tree has its story’

‘I seem to be looking at pound notes, currency’

‘I seem to be looking through a telescope, I can see a name but can’t get it, Sunwess… it’s like a group of people with their eyes to the heavens and looking down microscopes, exploring inner and outer space’

‘I think the white rabbit has had enough, that’s enough for now… I just asked what’s causing the storms and got haywire, a bit of chaos, a shake up, they say just hold tight and it will settle’

I played a tune to help Liz come back with it.

While the tune was playing Liz got the words Nexus and Johnny. She still felt a bit zonked and had been drifting in and out of it during the session.

I did the healing exercise, closing prayer and our closing down exercise…  

120th Sitting 08/11/2016

We had the room setup as usual.

I did opening prayer at 8.40pm turned out the light and put the music on.

We did the Rainbow Bridge visualisation exercise.

Liz found herself with daffodils at the edge of a beautiful shining lake surrounded by trees and a sea of golden daffodils going on and on into the distance. It reminded her of Wordsworth’s ‘I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud’ poem. There was a castle in the distance and Liz found herself spinning over the top of the daffodils in what felt like a space craft looking down at crop circles where a large heart shape was being formed. The craft was a bit like a drone and a bit like a dragonfly, it was hard to describe and felt a bit like being a dragonfly. Liz went higher and higher and the daffodils got smaller and smaller until she found herself in a penetrating blue sky. She’d got into a new perspective and the word essential came in, she was with the essence of what is that quality of the experiential reality. She was in and with this beautiful autumn sky, it was as if she was going out into space but it was an inner space as well as an outer space. There seemed to be distant globes like the sun and the moon and Liz thought of the beauty of our blue planet. These heavenly bodies seemed to be distances apart but she was spinning through them. She then thought of Yates’ words in his poem ‘The golden apples of the sun and silver apples of the moon’ it was as if the quality, essence and taste of the apple was in these heavenly bodies. Liz then found herself in an essential consciousness experience, as if she’d come to a barrier or as edge that she had to cross. She crossed it into a new reality and found herself with a group of beings that were out of focus, they were like white blobs and Liz was one of them in a circle. They seemed to be a quality of consciousness that was love and exhilaration like a beautiful community of beings and it also had the quality of ice cream. Then Liz found herself in another group of beings that had the quality of water, all different forms of water, waterfalls, ice, pools, sea, moving water, the quality of shining water everywhere. Liz felt there was a landscape there but it was out of focus, she could only get the feeling and goodness of all these things; she was a baby in it. She was here and there and felt she could be in these two realities at once but one of them was out of focus…

I started off on the top of a grassy hill surrounded by sheep, very bright glowing sheep. I noticed that those that were in the distance were the same size; it was as if I had no perspective. Suddenly from nowhere a pair of thick rimmed glasses appeared and I put them on which corrected my vision; the distant sheep were now just white dots. I wanted to move somewhere and tried to walk through the sheep of fly above them but found I was stuck on this grassy hill. A chair then appeared behind me so I sat on that as the sheep moved closer and sat around me as if waiting for me to speak to them. I couldn’t think of anything to say but as I looked out at this mass of sheep I was surprised to see a few lions amongst them which didn’t seem to bother the sheep. Then lots of other animals appeared and soon the whole place was full of every animal you could imagine all unafraid and living in harmony together, none of them were a threat to each other. One of the sheep then told me that this is what it will be like when the human race manages to raise its vibration. At the moment the way we perceive the animal kingdom is a reflection of how we are now and when we learn to live in peace and harmony we will see that reflected in the animal kingdom…

Once again there were a few similarities in our visualisations. Interestingly we both visited a more loving harmonious reality, Liz by going through a barrier and me by putting a pair of glasses on.

I put the music back on and we continued the session…

I soon started to see bright blobs in front of me.

One changed into an eye, the eye of a whale, and then the eye of a dolphin.

Liz started to speak…

‘I have the name Jacob… got a reference to Neddie… stardust, sprinkling stardust… tele… telegram, teleport, testing… terminus, terminal’

‘Got an image of a foot, it’s like there’s four turns’

‘I’ve got a name like Florence’

‘I have a man in a mackintosh, middle aged man, almost like he’s got a tartan hat on, Scottish association… Keep getting testing, test… Looks like a jockey’s hat now... The man I’m seeing now is a bit like a mixture between Sherlock Holmes and Nigel Farage… seems to tie in with Jacob or Jacobean, Jacobite, it’s like he’s holding a magnifying glass’

‘Got a picture of parrots’

‘Doris’

‘Typeset printer, like Letraset, stencils’

‘Got this wise owl, looks like a bookend’

‘It’s not seen as a sign of weakness but a sign of strength not wanting to fight. The pen is mightier than the sword, the weapon is words, somebody is writing… Take arms with a pen not the sword’

‘Somebody called Pumpkin, pet name’

‘The word testing seems to have changed into testosterone’

‘A captain, captain’s hat on, looking through binoculars’

‘Got the name Hugh Cudlipp, newspaper man’

The music stopped and Liz continued for a while…

‘Got this rubber stamp, rubber stamping ideas, something to do with the press, freedom of the press. There’s someone trying to get a message through, something to do with freedom of the press, freedom of ideas, expression, feels like a blackout. I had a feeling of a prize winning documentary coming out’

‘Keep getting the word test… taste, principles, must have principles, press without principles, the dregs, the principles of truth, not hype, a truthful press, a great arm in the fight for freedom and justice, democracy’

‘Danger… like red writing splashed over, censor. Sophia. Words are powerful tools, words like incisors can cut through, reality check, words are like weapons, words must be used wisely, the wise owl. Words are being wasted and thrown around now, they’re not being used in a targeted, tasteful, truthful… they’re squandered. Tell the story, tell it exactly, truth doesn’t need to be dressed up, distorted. Tell it true, let it speak for itself, let the words sing so they say it again, don’t be afraid to use words wisely, economically, targeted to tell the truth as it is’

‘I’ve got this enormous white rabbit, like the rabbit that led Alice through the looking glass into the other world and I think that the true words can help to lead you through the looking glass into the real world, another dimension, larger reality, altered perception and help shift the paradigm’

‘I get the words of the poem from Omar Khayyam…

Ah love could thou and I with fate conspire,

To grasp this sorry scheme of things entire,

Would not we shatter it to bits and then,

Re-mould it nearer to the heart’s desire.

…and my feeling is the power of words can help to effect this change, choose wisely, thank you’

I put a tune on to help Liz feel back with it, and then I did the healing exercise, closing prayer and our closing down exercise…

119th Sitting 01/11/2016

We had the room setup as usual.

I did the opening prayer at 8.20pm, turned out the light and put the music on.

We did the Rainbow Bridge visualisation exercise…

Liz found herself walking on a brown dusty road with brilliant blue sky and endless yellow fields of corn either side of her. It was leading to a vast spread of water which also seemed endless and she found herself standing at the edge in awe just looking at the blue of the water and the sky. In the distance there was an enormous white galleon and Liz felt she had to get out to it. The water was warm, she swam out to it and then it was as if she was on the back of a turtle. Liz climbed up onto the galleon where it seemed as if there was nobody there, it wasn’t real somehow and she thought ‘What am I doing here?’ then found herself in a brown study with books around her. She thought of the name Darwin and then remembered she’d seen the name Rainbow Warrior on the side of the galleon which was to do with Greenpeace so this ship had something to do with survival. There was a youngish man with long brown hair lounging in this study reading the books and talking about the importance of scientific discoveries and the diversity of species and how there is an endangerment of them now, they all need loving and caring for, all the creative things that have developed and evolved are threatened by our lack of care for them. Liz then realised that the research she was doing was a very small part of the larger puzzle, the thing was to protect and enjoy and appreciate the diversity of life forms and that we were custodians somehow and the study of the interconnectedness of all these things was very important but somehow Liz felt that the chief importance at the moment was the understanding of the endangerment of many of the life forms we know through our neglect and interfering…

I began walking and having to step over ropes that were about one foot off the ground and spaced about three foot apart. The atmosphere was dark and I couldn’t see what the ropes were attached to, they just seemed to be hovering off the ground. I was getting tired of stepping over the ropes and decided to turn to my left so I could walk between the ropes but found it impossible to do so, I tried to turn right but couldn’t do that either, all I could do was keep going forward. Then the ropes started to get higher off the ground and soon I found I could walk under them as they rose above my head. After a while I found I could go no further, the ground had disappeared and it was as if I stood at the edge of a cliff with a shear drop in front of me. I was unsure what to do but felt I must go on so jumped and shot downwards. As I did so the atmosphere became lighter and I saw that the cliff face was covered in lush green grass and as I thought that the whole scene turned through 90 degrees and I was now flying above this grassy land below me. I became aware of more ropes between me and the ground crossing each other like a huge net and there was another one above me stopping me from going up or down. Then it became dark again and as I flew I brushed against more ropes that were dangling down in front of me. I managed to grab hold of one and started climbing up it until I reached what I thought was the ceiling but it felt like grass and as I thought that the scene rotated again, this time through 180 degrees and I found myself sitting on the grass. It became lighter and I saw the rope next to me stretching up into the sky towards the sun. As I sat there I saw more ropes coming out of the grass, growing like trees up towards the sun…

I put the music back on and we continued the session…

I soon started to see bright blobs in front of me. One seemed to come very close and turned into an eye and I saw it was an eye of an elephant.

Liz remained quiet then began to speak just after the music had ended…

‘Got a strong sense of Aslam gold and that connection leads me to the golden lamb which again is the Christ, the Christos. I feel like I’m walking between names of people, lining up and there are clothes hangers empty of clothes, taken off the clothes, the drapes, so what do you have left? …it’s the naked truth’

‘I have Brian’

‘Star, starling, those shapes they make, those great ballet dances, the spirals, the shapes, the permutations, it’s a dance of relationship. The starlings are delineating the pattern of connection’

‘I have the image of Aslam again, the green eyed lion looking straight into the sun, the sun source of energy, our connection to the sun, whether we like it or not we’re caught in this translucent web. That energy is part of a larger pattern, many suns and their nodes, the suns are like nodes, a great carpet, the suns are like hubs, the intersections of many threads like a spider’s web the resonations through one thread resonate through the whole network, a super-sensing that resonates with the furthest stars attuned to the slightest tremor from all the corners of the universe so that every page of the chapters of our book is resonant. There’s a fundamental word that was sent out at the beginning of time, this time’

‘Not a sparrow falls that your father in heaven knows of it. There is nowhere to hide when the sun of all suns, the evening’s warmth permeates all of creation; this light instils every thread, every twig, every leaf, every fibre…’

‘Those green eyes gaze through the capillary of networks into the heart, into each and every heart in who’s heart we are fixed for ever. There is nowhere to go to be outside the love of God’

‘May the lord bless you and keep you. May the lord cause the light of his countenance to shine upon you and be gracious unto you. May the lord lift up his face upon you and grant you peace’

‘I feel as if words are being poured into me, it’s as if the gates of heaven have opened and a great chorus of hallelujahs cloaked in the language of many images are flying out, cascading, all the beautiful words that have been spoken, they were the sound of praise, a glory of creation, rejoicing, singing and dancing’

‘So what is man but the mouthpiece of the lord, a portal for praise, a gift to the sun, a telescope for gazing at the stars? Man is born to be the meaning of the world, a transducer of truth, of secrets, knowledge, of the golden imagery of the sun. The sun is broadcasting a stream of information sifting through the hourglass of human form to be transcribed, to be deciphered, to be danced’

‘One word to sum it all up is hallelujah… ha-le-lu-jah’

‘Linda, I’ve got Linda saying something about eyes, we’re being watched, millions of eyes on us. She says we are a tantalising spectacle, that’s a good one… My friend Cedrick, I have a sense they are all here, all our friends but it’s as if they’re on a ship and they’re sailing away now waving goodbye, and there’s Pat... I think we’ve come to the end so thank you all, goodbye and God bless’

I played a tune to help Liz feel back with it.

Then I did the healing exercise, closing prayer and closing down exercise…

118th Sitting 25/10/2016

We had the room setup as usual.

At 8.15pm I did the opening prayer, turned out the light and put the music on.

We did the Rainbow Bridge visualisation exercise…

Liz started off surrounded by snowdrops in a garden with a low wall around it and water was trickling amongst the snowdrops in little rivulets going through holes in the wall. Liz climbed over the wall and down a bank of bluebells to a beautiful stream. She was entranced by the reflections in the stream and there were deer drinking from it. A kingfisher went flashing past and it said ‘note me I’ve told you this before’ and Liz realised she’d seen this kingfisher in many situations and that it was a magical symbol, it was telling Liz it was more than a kingfisher. Liz looked into the water and saw fish then realised she could see with the eye of the fish and the eye of the kingfisher, there was something about eyes and the eye was telling Liz that it was the bridge and the rainbows in the stream. The importance of the eye and the seeing was to see through the water and to be between the two mediums. It was like a glass barrier, like through the looking glass. All Liz had to do was look beneath the surface of the water or into the water and it was the character of the water like your name written in water which was no name. It was the seeing of this, of what we call the shadow land but as Liz looked through it she realized it wasn’t a shadow land but it was a land in which the normal framework of reference wasn’t there. There was a knowing of form in the absence of any form, you could almost create or feel anything you wanted and in that moment Liz created out of the sparkling drops of water an enormous cathedral with chandeliers of light. It was a wedding and Liz was a bride walking down towards an altar full of lights. Then she thought where is the bride groom? There wasn’t a bride groom, it was a wedding for one and ahead of her on a throne were a succession of eyes, the eye was not just the seeing eye it was the I, all the I’s and this wedding was a coming together of all the different I’s and Liz found herself being married to herself. She came to the throne and was a sovereign on her own throne, she’d come together with all the I’s and then there was a brilliant white light of sparkling diamonds which was the I and also the seeing eye. It was a reality that was not of the same framework but it was utterly creative…

I started off looking at an egg in an egg-cup and as I watched the top of the egg started to crack and a little chick popped out and jumped to the ground shaking itself off. It started growing as I watched and became a golden eagle. It was literally golden, a shining gold colour all over. It stood there for a while looking like it wanted to take off. I felt I wanted to go with it so jumped on its back and then I became the eagle and I took off up into the sky. It was very dark, I couldn’t see anything until eventually I saw lights on the horizon and as they got closer I saw they were like search lights shining out into the dark. Then I realised that they were people on the ground searching for information and understandings about what lies beyond the physical world and it occurred to me that they were searching in the wrong place. They were looking beyond themselves into the darkness but should really be looking within themselves to get their answers. I placed my wings on the ends of each light beam then descended down squashing the beams back into the people illuminating them and the beautiful scenery around them. I couldn’t hold the beams down for long and had to let them go plunging everyone back into darkness but I hoped I had given them a glimpse and a realisation that they needed to look within themselves for their answers…

I put the music back on and we continued the session…

It started looking light and misty in the room to me then I saw a few bright blobs coming and going and felt tightness around my forehead.

Liz began to speak…

‘A large wheelbarrow, someone pushing it, got the name William Harvey… Just before that I had the sense of all these people I have known that have died and felt this incredible sense of gratitude towards them all that they were there, it felt very real’

‘I’ve got the name Jenifer and a face but I can’t place it’

Me… ‘Can you describe the face?’

‘It was elderly, attractive, small, dark, looked Italian or Jewish, striking, fine bone structure, high cheek bones, short curly hair, not frizzy, becoming grey, thinish face, sunken cheeks’

‘I sense a connection of the wheelbarrow and William with pigs, pig sty’

‘Got the name Leslie and before that the name Nicodemus’

‘I’ve got an African presence, I’ve got an African face carved out of dark wood, ebony, it’s a book end. I sense the person is a woman, she’s smiling to my right’

‘I’ve got the name Sonia’

‘For some reason I’ve got a string of pearls and the image of stamps, lots of letters’

‘I’ve got wickedness or Wikipedia, something like that, ash or ash tree, got the names Sheila and Gloria’

‘I’ve got Heather and Arafat’

‘Principalities, kingdoms, heaven has none of these. I don’t know if that’s true or not… I have a kingdom of kindness and we have the kingdom of hate that is ruled by an iron fist. Which one would you rather have, the kingdom of kindness or the kingdom of hate, both can be Earthly in our dense world full of multiple kingdoms, the kingdoms of cats, kingdoms of nightjars, it’s like a hall of mirrors. How would you navigate your way through such a world of such complexity and multiplicity of kingdoms? You have a thread, a golden thread, a thread of kindness or a thread of hatred, you can choose a thread to weave your way through, to give you a reference point as you progress through the kingdoms of the Earth into the kingdom of heaven but you know how slippery threads are so you have to grip firm and thread that thread through the eye of your needle which is your eye so it becomes fastened at your end. Don’t let that thread be pulled through your eye or out of your grasp, keep hold of it. If you have chosen the thread of kindness you constantly web that thread every day and reposition your needle, the needle of your eye, the eye of your needle. Whichever of the kingdoms of the Earth you tread that thread holds fast, helps you to navigate, to make sense. In this way the baby coming into the world, it’s the kindness, the smiles of the mother and the family, those around, that act as the initial kindness and helps to remind, to grab hold of that to start. Never underestimate the importance of that positivity, that kindness, that goodwill. In the kingdom of the elephants we see how important that kindness, the kindship in which the new life is welcomed, that is a lasting thread and it sets the tone which is a soul quality, that sense of reciprocity, of welcomeness, of enjoyment, of embrace for each is one separate part of a whole, both a part and a whole and this paradox of being needs that thread of guidance to hold and remind the great mystery of togetherness, apart yet together, alone yet at one’

‘I’ve got Benjamin, capsicum, I see a pepper plant containing many seeds and each seed becomes another pepper plant and this goes on for years. I also see that strain weakening, needs to cross fertilize, needs to strengthen by mixing with others the old mendelian breeding intermixing for strengthening in and creating new species’  

‘Temperament or testament, taint… I have a feeling that what is important is not the purity of the strain, mixing is very important but purity isn’t in the physical strain it’s in the thread, the emotional, spiritual thread, that thread of intent of the original choice of kindness or hate. It’s that that needs to be kept pure, that’s the important ingredient through all the transformations and evolutionary twists and turns. The purity of the thread of consciousness, the sense of direction, of quality. The physical is not important in the sense of purity and strain. So that’s where the saying comes that the true family is a spiritual family but that has nothing to do with religion, nothing to do with belief but a much deeper level of connection to the original thread and we hope that the thread is the thread of kindness because that is the one that will lead to the kingdom of heaven’

‘Sassafras… that’s for Vajralila’

‘I’ve got Sadie again… I don’t know if this is a message for Sadie or if Sadie is talking, just God bless you Sadie’

‘Somebody’s trying to give me letters like an electroset, it’s reading something like ‘telepathy’ Got the sense of this wise owl, like it’s blinking, a bit like a clock, an owl clock and I associate it with Josette’

‘Got the word Austin, don’t know if that’s a name or a car, I think it’s a car, got an old grille like an Austin. Dickson of Dock Green era, crazy about you’

‘Conker, quest… conquest…’

Me… ‘Is it Conquest Hospital?’

‘Could be… Tides or Tideswell…’

Me… ‘There’s a Tideswell Road in Eastbourne’

‘Sweet or sweetener… Socrates… testimony, testament, testing…  Territorial Army… Southerner, southern, Sudbury, Sullivan… I’ve got a red cap, red beret... I don’t know what we are getting here but I’ll just ask for peace for this person and to look to the light, if you’ve died to look for the help to be led into your new life, find your way because there’s help all around and the light’s never far away, just go towards the light’

‘I’ve just got this sense that where we are now we are connected like a spider’s web to hundreds and thousands of threads and suddenly if we send out a pulse of light with the sense of the gratitude and well wishing to all those connected on the threads, there’s so many you can’t even remember all the names but suddenly that space is illuminated and the connections are reinforced in a very positive way. Just for that moment you become aware of all these threads, all these connections and whoever is in that network is isolated, feels unconnected for the moment you send out that pulse of light they’re not alone, they sense the presence of all the other connections and that is a help, it can trigger the network to operate on their behalf, it’s almost an electrical analogy, kick starts a circuit running which will affect some change… ok… that’s over and out…’

When Liz was saying this I had a brief image of a car viewed from above travelling along a straight road with precise measurements written at intervals along the side of this road. 

I played a tune to help Liz feel back with it again.

Then I did our healing exercise, closing prayer and our closing down exercise…

117th Sitting 18/10/2016

It was good to be back after our break

We had the room setup as usual.

I did the opening prayer at 8.20pm, turned out the light and put the music on.

We did the Rainbow Bridge visualisation exercise…

Liz started off on a red brick path and then steps going down to the edge of a river. There was a boat house to her right. Over the other side were beautiful green hillocks like a golf course and Liz saw a bridge that reminded her of the Billy Goat Gruff Bridge. She found herself walking over it and then found she couldn’t go any further. She realized there was a troll under it and the troll was the deep fear that we have of crossing to the other side. Liz wanted to get to the other side where she felt all her needs would be met like the little goats that wanted to get to the other side to eat the fresh green grass but the wicked troll came out and gobbled them up. Liz realised she had no need to be afraid of this troll; she could just biff it into the water, so she danced over the bridge to the other side. She started to talk to people on the other side but suddenly found herself thinking about something that had happened today and it took her a while to get back into the visualisation. She was looking at the children who had yet to be born and this being of light was there, a bit like Jesus and once they realized this they knew they had nothing to fear, the source of all their needs was met, everything they asked would be granted. The unborn children were there as they needed to be continually touched by this being of light and be born knowing their deepest needs would be met, there was nothing to fear. Liz knew she could be anything she wanted and chose to be a butterfly before flying back…

I started off looking at a huge white feather swinging like a pendulum and sweeping the floor in front of me. I watched it for a while then walked towards it finding myself swinging from side to side with it as I got closer. I decided to climb up it and got to a point where I could go no further. The feather then started to melt away and I found myself sitting in a small boat on a huge lake. I saw islands full of trees and the outside of the lake was also lined with trees. It was quiet and peaceful. The boat then began to move and took me to one of the islands were I got off and walked up the sandy beach towards the trees. It reminded me of an island I had been to in another visualisation, there were people lying and sitting on the beach but they didn’t seem to notice me so I made my way along a path through the trees. Eventually the path opened out into a large round clearing and a beam of light shone down onto it which I walked into. I lost all physical sensations and just seemed to be floating in the white light. It was a wonderful feeling and I just stayed there until the music ended. When I opened my eyes in looked like the room was light and misty…

There were a few similarities in our two visualisations; we both reach a point where we could go no further on Liz’s bridge and my feather.

I put the music back on and we continued the session…

I soon started to see bright blobs coming and going in the room.

I then found it difficult to stay awake and drifted in and out of sleep for the rest of the session.

At one point I got an image of my phone and felt that the alarm was about to go off. This was a few seconds before Liz stated to speak…

‘I have the sense of a strong presence, feels like a head master or a teacher. He’s showing me a level playing field, it’s like an orchard, lots of fruit trees, some of them are a bit small. You have a situation, the tall ones are shading, blocking the light for the smaller ones so there are some stunted ones. There needs to be plenty of space so that this doesn’t happen, to create the environment for each. This overcrowding has a lot to answer for because it stops the possibility of the level playing fields. The current schools are not a good environment because they contribute to the overcrowding, not enough space for each child. There are those who learn fast and grow strong and they block the growing space of the others. That’s not their fault. So what do we need to do? Learning needs to start in the home and not an overcrowded home, a home where children are spaced evenly and each child is given the mental nourishment and space to grow and to learn. Every home should be a school as well as a home. It’s a true place of learning and then we have the special apprenticeship, large comprehensive, everyone treading on each other’s toes, we need small specialist training grounds. What we need is cells of learning, small specialist. True learning is dialogue, discussion, example and practise. We have to go back to the garden analogy, if you want to grow prize vegetables or fruit you have to give them plenty of space and individual nourishment, you have to tender them individually. A dedicated space is so important to get the maximum growth’

‘I see this picture now of pavements lined with gold, this is a promise. There’s a mistaken notion, a confusion where quantity is stood in place of quality’

‘All being children of the spirit, when you hang up your coat, your persona at death, a character that’s been played, all have the same potential, all the same, made of spirit. So why was it while on Earth, while in the physical some were stunted and some flourished and thrived?’

‘For those that understand it’s important to acknowledge the need to provide space to expand, not to gravitate to the centres of congested, overcrowded, nuclear hubs of activity but to spread out, find a place where the soul can expand. A soul doesn’t thrive amid the hubbub of confusion; the soul thrives when exposed to the full richness of a physical environment in all its colours and contours, spacious beauty, free flowing energies and there the learning and experiences of quality are given. There is no need to fear because there is a natural abundance of opportunity. It’s not in the vortexes of overcrowded cities and congregations of humanity that opportunities arise, the opportunities in these quarters are stunted and crippled and confused but spread out, go to the wild places, allow your families and children spaciousness, solitude, the opportunities to draw on the education freely given by natural environment, by nature, by the angels around you. They can be felt, they can be sensed, they can instruct in those quiet places but they have difficulty nourishing the soul in the cesspools of industrial hubs. Your schools that have been modelled on factories are infernos for stunted growth’

‘I have a lady here who has a kindergarten, don’t know if it’s Joan, she says brush away the cobwebs. The eyes of the young can see visions through imagination and dreams. I see this image of a brush sweeping away the cobwebs, sweeping away the old and delusional notions. It’s like an old welsh dresser, cups and saucers, a kitchen table, that’s the hub of education. Let that table be firm and strong and well built’

‘I have a bird; it’s like a dove showing me the way to peace and to a new world, a new beginning’

‘I’ve got Terrence; he’s looking at an apple tree. He says nothing would delight him more than to wake up in the morning and step outside to view this apple tree’

‘Cart or Carter, it’s a name’

‘I had a sense of straw hats and lilac and it’s come back as the cricket field and the feeling of the level playing field again and I’ve got the apple peel, the apple and the peel, the whole apple… Every good boy deserves fruit, E-G-B-D-F… Thank you Terrence’

‘Every good child who is born deserves fruit, deserves to be fed the fruit from spirit’

‘Sassafras oil, I don’t know if that’s Vajralila’s mum telling her sassafras oil’

‘I had this sense of a wall or ceiling of glass, I’m just asking can you get through, don’t want splinters of glass. Crocus bulbs, that’s saffron, that’s taking me right into this image of these Tibetan monks in a monastery. I’ve got this image of looking through a telescope, right out but what he’s looking for is here all the time but I think he knows the paradox, it’s like a big joke, he’s laughing’

‘Black berries, a tall person, I thought these black berries were for eating but this tall person has a small black hat, like a square beret. Seems to be fishing in a river, I thought he had a connection with magic but he’s fishing in the river’

‘It’s like these books, secret tones of ancient wisdom, I’m being shown there’s a lot to learn but it’s being juxtaposed against this simplicity of ordinary daily life activities and the deeper mysteries are hidden in them but we look in the arcane, the tones and the esoteric but in the simple task and pleasures of everyday life there is a simple wisdom to be learnt. I think that’s what I’m being shown by these masters. They wish to direct the emphasis away from the arcane to the everyday, to the inherent wisdom in the simple practices of living in the everyday world’

‘I sense the truth will be revealed in a simple cup of tea more easily than in a complex potion of esoteric mysteries… So thank you to all our friends’

I put a tune on to help Liz come completely back with it.

As she came back she got ‘Queenie or Queen’ then thought it could be ‘Quin’ who was a physicist and a spiritual teacher to Liz many years ago…

I then did the healing exercise, closing prayer and our closing down exercise…

116th Sitting 31/08/2016

We had the room setup as usual.

I did the opening prayer at 8.35pm, turned out the light and put the first tune on.

We did the Rainbow Bridge visualization exercise…

Liz started off by a river with a red brick humpback bridge to her left. It was all very simple like a nursery rhyme, blue sky with clouds, sheep going over the bridge and green meadows either side of the river. Liz walked over the bridge and the bricks felt warm. She felt very close with nature. Then it morphed into a bridge with iron bars up it like a grid cut off from the river, hemmed into the bridge. There were cars going over it and felt a bit like London, very busy and lots of people. The bridge kept morphing between being the metal bridge and the red brick bridge. Then some black and white swallows flew past and Liz followed them to the other side where they turned into monks with black and white gowns. They were leading people working the land in spiritual communities with complete harmony and contact with nature. The swallows build their nests in cliffs, eves or wherever, nature provides for them and Liz felt a sense of freedom and the importance of living within a community in touch with natural things. She felt that this technical age we now have has cut us off from nature. It’s now all greed and wanting more. The simplicity of life, working with nature, felt very important to Liz. She asked how do we get back to that and felt it was important that we should do whatever we can to re-establish it somehow within our life and it was still possible to do that…

I started off standing next to a swimming pool and felt like I was a child. I had an inflatable rubber ring on and arm bands. I was afraid to jump into the water, it felt like my first time and people were in the pool encouraging me to jump saying there was nothing to fear. Eventually I plucked up the courage to jump in and as I did so I turned into a dolphin and found I could swim really well. All the other people in the pool were also now dolphins and we were all swimming together in what had changed into the sea. We swam down to the sea bed and found a treasure chest which I opened with my beak to reveal hundreds of gold coins that glistened in the sun shining through the water. At first I thought this was a great find then it dawned on me that this was worth nothing compared to being able to lose the fear of water. Losing any fear seemed much more valuable to me now than monetary wealth so I put the lid down and swam with the other dolphins back to the surface. I looked up and saw seagulls flying and thought they too had lost a fear when they took their first flight and how precious that must be to them. I felt that losing fears made you want to help others and not to just think of yourself. The sea was now a swimming pool again and we had changed back to people. There was another child standing at the edge afraid to jump in so I joined the others encouraging him to jump and the whole process started over again…

I put the music back on and we continued the session.

I started to see bright blobs coming and going in front of me. I tried to become one with a blob and it got brighter. For about one minute I felt like I was floating and then it faded.

Liz began to speak…

‘I’ve got seven times seven over seven... Connection with Sphynx or Lynx... Take some steps…’

‘I’m looking at a landscape with a large lake in the middle, park land… It’s like I’m looking at it from above, from high up’

The music ended and Liz continued…

‘I’ve got the name Keith and a feeling there’s some people I haven’t got hold of but they came showing themselves briefly and then it’s like in a dream and they’ve gone again… I’m looking into this large lake like in America, looking from above, parkland… I’ve got the name Jeanie; I’m seeing a pewter tankard… I’m looking at the early people that landed, the Puritans that landed in America, dressed like that… moose’

‘I had a fleeting glimpse of an Indian village, reservation, ziadean, pollution of the rivers, countdown, terrible crisis, can’t go fishing, it’s like a yellow river, stevedore’

‘I’m looking at some writing like hairline scribbles, like hieroglyphics, writing on clay’

‘I’ve got the name Hephzibah… I have El Al Israeli Airlines’

‘I hear something musical… xylophone’

‘I have the waves of the sea, it is a forgiving sea, all the iniquities, the waves cancel them out, absorbed into the great sea of being, waves’

‘I am learning a new language, a universal language… Christmas’

‘I have this picture of all these ladies in headscarves like back in the war, in the factories, it’s like they are all pulling a rope, all tugging together, all joining forces, tug of war, but there’s great comradery’

‘Names, Edith, Natalie’

‘A positive outcome from the war was the mobilization of feminine power, of the women pulling together and we need that to restore the balance… that’s Hephzibah… I have a very beautiful woman looking into the future, over the horizon, a distant view, long term view of the renewal of the washing of the Earth. Women are washing away the tenebras, the shadows, the sins, sins of the fathers’

‘Daisy, what does Daisy say, she says do it, I think she’s talking about loving deeds. There is one never ending perpetual night, give me a thousand kisses’

‘Yes I think there’s a lot to be said for free swallows and dolphins. They’re the creatures that are attuned to the Earth energies, working in harmony with the natural environment’

‘I have a lot of women tonight and they wish to get their message across… it’s good to pull together and to be strong, to be in harmony as in the music of an orchestra, resonate, resonance, and we can overcome all the adversity by being in tune and attuned with each other, our lives in love and harmony, in the paradoxical fight for peace’

‘Have you got anything you would like to ask?’

Me… ‘I’ve got a question… Where do our thoughts come from?’

‘All our thoughts are in the mind of God, in the greater mind. Our thoughts are self-generated; the self is larger than the individual self so our thinking is within the larger mind, self-generating. When we become fully conscious of our thinking we can add to the pool of thought, the thinking becomes conscious and more original but for the majority the thinking is derived from the pool of thought, reiterative, the thought is common property of many minds interlinked’

Me… ‘So do we pick up thoughts from other people both from this side and those who have passed on?’

‘Yes, the more original thought, the more conscious thinking leaves a strong mark and modifies. The thinking leaves a deeper more inspirational type of impression and so will last longer and have greater power for influencing and for a deeper thinker, someone who is consciously thinking but the impressions of the group thinking will just drift, a bit like people being immersed in the sea, in the water that’s washing through them and thoughts drift in and out without them evaluating or causing much change or leaving a strong impression but the strong thoughts can shape thought form and the paradigms of the world reshape’

Me… ‘Sometimes I’m aware of… it’s almost like I’m hearing words in my head, sometimes it’s my name being called or just random words. I can never reply to them or get anything from them it’s just words and that’s as far as it goes. It’s not like it’s a start of a conversation or anything. I wonder sometimes if it’s coming from some other intelligence or if I’m just picking up random words in the atmosphere’

‘Sometimes it can be your own larger self drawing your attention to your inner being, to your larger self, attracting your attention with a word, a little bit like a flag. That larger self may also be in touch with other loved ones, beings who may be thinking of you, resonating with you and you capture the calling of your name. Could be somebody incarnate or discarnate but to discern whether this is from the person alive or dead or just your own larger self alerting you the distinctions are small and at a higher level there is a blurring of the boundaries between the individual and the larger whole. So to determine at what level you’re receiving information you yourself can determine by becoming more aware, more conscious, but to take these things quite lightly, not to put too much certainty on these phenomena. If they are helpful to you, if they help you to feel connected that’s good but unless there is some particular beneficial message not to put too much weight on them’

‘Edgar Cayce is reported to have said if these things helped to make you a better husband or wife, father or son, mother or daughter or neighbour all well and good, go with them but if not leave them alone. We hope with growing awareness to be able to bridge the gap in understanding these things because there is a yearning for knowledge, for truth, for understanding, for information, for greater consciousness and this longing evokes a response in the greater self, so this request for greater understanding will be fulfilled. Slowly you grow towards, we grow towards enlightenment. It seems a painfully slow process but the lid can be lifted quite suddenly sometimes but to walk in faith in darkness with the certainty that the light will be switched on, that the light will come, that you will immerge into the light and that’s what we’re doing, we’re all to a certain extent walking in the darkness but with that faith, certainty and hope that sooner or later the mist will clear and we will see clearly and these little glimmerings, these voices, these little signs, they’re there to help keep alive the faith, the confidence, they’re the glimmerings. So treasure them but recognise that they are just the crumbs to keep you hungry, to keep you seeking, to keep you open and ready for the full feast, but the human mind because it’s so full of derivative thought and noise and clutter, semi-conscious, it’s very difficult to get a clear message or a clear thought form through. They vanish like dreams quite often because the noise drowns them out or the mind ignores them because it’s just listening to the background chatter. So the genuine focused thought that is being directed specifically for you may get swallowed up in a distracted mind, in your mind when it is distracted by the ambient noise levels, but sometimes it can leave it’s trail, leave a mark and when your mind is quite still or more attentive to those shooting stars of thoughts it will see the trace, it will pick it up, may even realise it’s a shooting star thought and see its colours, see its shape before it disappears and the burning impression of it may be strong enough so that you can read the message but that’s what we are doing now, we’re trying to train ourselves to be receptive to those messages, to that information, being very still and allowing. It has a similar quality to finding a quiet spot where there’s no light pollution and watching the sky for shooting stars. You have to keep focused in a wide scanning way because the shooting star can come from almost any direction. So it’s like a vacant but attentive scanning of the sky of the mind so that when the thought form appears it can be recognised, perceived and held long enough in that quite attentive space for it to unload its message, to reveal its meaning but sometimes it is too fast and disappears. That’s why it’s important to allow the opportunity like now for silent spacious attention’

‘I’m just getting it’s easy to pull the wool over your eyes with a cat’s cradle of mixed thoughts, threads, slightly tangled or maybe with a pattern that wasn’t quite intended but the burning meteor of a clear and lucid thought is often of a different quality like a burning coal it’ll leave its mark but just be patient. The work’s only beginning, just beginning, it’s a training and you are both being trained, you are training yourselves’

‘I get the sense we’ve got many with us who are delighted, who want to share this common delight with us, this community of seekers, of beings wanting enlightenment and the joy of communication. I sense their joy and gratitude and love to share and welcome fellow travellers. It’s those who wish to hold the flaming meteor of truth, we’re part of the diamond brand’

‘I have Hephzibah still but will say thank you to Hephzibah and all the truth seekers, the whole diamond, the brace of diamonds and to thank you all and thank you for your patience and thank us for our patience… I’ll say over and out now and God bless you all’

I put the music on for a while as Liz came fully back with it.

She had a strong feeling of Hephzibah Menuhin.

I’d had a vision of something connecting me to Liz at floor level. It was a bit like a shining oblong section metal rod. I felt myself sinking down and as I did so the rod became very bright as if reflecting the sun from above.

Once Liz was feeling fully back with it I did the healing exercise, closing prayer and our closing down exercise…

We are now taking a break and will resume sitting at the beginning of October...

115th Sitting 10/08/2016

We had the room setup as usual.

I did the opening prayer at 8.50pm, turned out the light and put the first tune on.

We did the Rainbow Bridge Visualisation Exercise…

Liz found herself in a tropical jungle, in a clearing with vines and creepers all around and a deep dark pool with water falls and springs flowing into it, a beautiful place and the pool was reflecting the stars in the night sky. Liz was aware of a little Indian girl with her, holding her hand, and Liz was superimposed on her, she saw her face on the girl’s face. Liz felt this was a very sacred space with a connection to another layer, another world. She felt there were lots of other beings in the clearing. Liz and the girl then began to climb a creeper into the trees up to the canopy way above looking down. The pool looked just like an eye and the girl who had now changed into an adult woman said it was to do with perspective. They were now seeing things at another level, the pool had been a vortex of energy for connecting with this other level but now they were in that other level and things seemed vaster and freer. They were waiting and Liz wondered what they were waiting for and then this space started changing and creating itself into a large dome or temple, a golden space around them. It was a learning space and they were creating it somehow…

I started off as part of a ring of dancers all holding hands. We were all coming together and then expanding back into a circle and each time we did this the circle got bigger as more dancers joined it. The circle continued to get bigger and bigger until it encircled the whole Earth. We all seemed to be floating a few feet from the surface still holding hands in this giant circle. I then noticed lots of what looked like volcanos forming on the surface of the Earth and they all started to erupt sending steam into the air. This continued for a while and then the volcanos disappeared and were replaced by flat fields of grass. I asked what had happened and was told that we were a healing circle for the Earth and had helped it release the pressure built up in it. This pressure had been created by us the human race as we continued to live with fear and negativity. We needed to live more with love and positivity to create more harmony in the Earth. The human race was influenced by both negativity and positivity and the balance could go either way so it was important that we all learn to live a more positive, loving life caring for others and the Earth…

I put the music back on and we continued our session…

The atmosphere started to look a deep purple colour to me.

I felt pressure on my forehead and right ear.

My knees became very cold.

I got a fleeting image of an old lady throwing seed on the ground for the birds.

The music CD finished and Liz began to speak…

‘I’ve got ladybird… Ladybird books…’

Then Liz fell asleep for about 20 minutes.

When she woke up she immediately started talking again…

‘I see cherries, cherry tree… They’re taking me back to Oxted, Mr Reuter-Callard, he was there at the beginning, a teacher at school… thank you… wheels within wheels… a connection showing the tenacity of these connections, of the links that we have with each other, but even with that old person and the young person, teacher and pupil, those connections endure and sometimes it’s the teacher that learns from the pupil’

‘I seem to be being shown something solid… it’s almost like our connection with everything, almost like a solid, a multidimensional, past, present, future… it’s like a solid… I think that’s too simplistic, something to do with the nature of reality, how it is, but it’s trying to describe something that’s outside our three dimensional construct... That might have been Mr Reuter-Callard who was a physicist’

‘There’s a sense that we’re very blessed with our perceived world, our experience of nature, of reality, it’s like a picture that we have, so clear and sharp and focused. It’s a very wonderful experience; it’s worth realizing how we should treasure it. It’s almost like I’m seeing our picture juxtaposed on the solid that’s so dense, so intricate. Our three dimensional reality, our picture is so tranquil, it’s like a photograph, a glimpse, a snapshot’

‘If you imagine being on the inside of a diamond, something dense and solid and dark because it’s so dense it’s almost impossible to see, to perceive, and then imagine you are able to take a snapshot of just a section through that and it lights up and it’s what we see, our world, that’s our world in all its intricacy and beauty before the lights go out again’

‘I think someone is trying to get something across but it’s not a very easy concept… I’m reminded of the very simplistic ways people used to understand our reality, our world, that it was supported on the backs of elephants… but then what was supporting the elephants? The fact is that there’s a long way to go still to understand the nature of reality and it’s still beyond comprehension even on the other side’

‘I have the name Sarah Jane; have the sense of a birthday party, children’s birthday party’

‘I get the feeling of this very rich sea but a confusion of so many associations, connections, almost mind boggling and can be lost in it without a sense of perspective, floundering, drowning in this rich sea of experience but the opportunity here in this reality facing a still picture, a very calm and focused appraisal of the sensory experience. A picture like a painting, a snapshot is such a blessing and I feel it’s like being urged to contemplate what we see, what we feel, what we picture, that presents itself to us of our world, our nature, to enjoy, to appreciate because this gift of such a slowed down still scene. It’s almost like an oasis of calm in a reality that can be like a maelstrom, like a storm, like a tempest, unimaginable depth and confusions, hold on to this rare opportunity. Living the experience of an incarnation on Earth is like a coming into an oasis of calm, a tranquil place compared with the seething power of the universe outside reality. Take this opportunity, drink deep of the well of life, from the oasis of calm. If you drink deep enough from the well of life here, that will sustain you when you enter into the larger universe, into the seething universe of infinite possibilities. It will help to stabilise you, to anchor you, to sustain you but don’t waste the opportunity, cherish the gift of incarnation… that’s all’

I played a tune to help Liz come back.

She got… ‘Kilda, St Kilda’ as she came back.

I did the healing exercise, closing prayer and our closing down exercise…

114th Sitting 03/08/2016

We had the room setup as usual but we now have a wooden table replacing the plastic one.

We sat half hour later than usual this week and I did the opening prayer at 9.05pm, turned out the light and put the first tune on.

We did the rainbow bridge visualisation exercise…

Liz found herself on a strand of hard sand with snaking sea water like an estuary. She was walking on the sand towards a Spanish galleon and as she got closer she saw lots of brightly coloured people on board, almost like Mother Hubbard’s Shoe. Liz went on board with them and they changed into a sort of drawing that was drawing itself, a very free-form flow like Felix Topolski used to do. It was as if Liz was looking at some of his drawings. Liz also felt she was still walking on the sand watching this boat keep disappearing into this drawing, like a Chinese drawing. She realised it was a bit like watching footsteps disappearing in the sand, the insubstantiality of things. It reminded her of dreams and one of the exercises of preparing to have lucid dreams. Then suddenly it was like she was looking at Nell Gwynn in a play with a basket of oranges back in Elizabethan times and it struck her the significance of oranges if you’re going on a long voyage in a galleon, they’d discovered that you needed oranges to prevent scurvy and keep healthy. Then she saw tomatoes, squashes and various fruit and veg that have vitamin C. Liz had the feeling that the message was if you’re going on this long journey into altered conscious states or lucid dreaming you’re going on a consciousness voyage into new unchartered territory and you have to be healthy, you have to prepare yourself…   

I started off on top of a huge slide so I slid down it and then realised I was sliding down the trunk of a giant elephant. When I got to the bottom I just sat there as the elephant walked slowly along a pathway lined with trees. Then a giant gorilla came out from the trees and picked me up in its hand, a bit like the film King Kong, and I was carried along the path until the gorilla stopped at a tall tree and deposited me on the top. I was wondering how I would get down when a giant heron flew down and picked me up in its foot then flew high into the sky. I noticed it had a blanket hanging from its beak with something in it. Then we started to descend towards a grassy field full of yellow flowers next to a lake. The heron let me go on the grass and gently placed the blanket by the side of the lake and I saw it had a baby in it and there were more babies in a line on blankets beside the lake. The heron then took off leaving me with all these babies that were crying out. Then an old lady appeared and tended to the babies so I asked her where I was. She told me I was at the start of a journey for all these babies and I was also starting this journey. She said that on this journey I was going to see and experience new things, it would be something to enjoy and not the force it, just let it happen naturally, there was no rush…

Interestingly we had both been at the start of an unchartered journey to experience new things this week.

I put the music back on and we continued the session…

The room soon started to flicker and looked wavy to me.

I felt pressure around my right ear.

Then I started to see bright blobs coming and going in front of me.

I tried to become one with a blob and felt it draw closer to me. I sensed a person in a purple hooded robe in front of me and they put their hands on my head. I tried to see a face but saw several different faces that kept changing. My arms started to feel fuzzy and then I fell asleep.

Liz also fell asleep about this time and we both woke up just before the music CD finished playing.

Neither of us brought back any dream experiences and Liz took a while to realise were she was.

The music stopped playing and Liz began to speak…

‘I have an image of a starfish… Doreen or Dorothy… I seem to be looking at these fine spider webs but they’re plants and flower heads, like May blossom, intricate, grasses’

‘I’ve got Pegasus, flying horse’

‘I’ve got an image of a doily, a lace mat, table mat… Carol Clarke, the name of my Dad’s secretary… I have the sense of thick brown fur like a coat or a blanket… It’s taken me somehow to Regents Park so I’m in London, Bakers Street, the Planetarium, Madame Tussauds… Victoria and Albert museum, I think that was where Carol Clark took me. I’m coming back to embroidered hankies, very Victorian, intricate lace work. I think Carols wearing black, maybe it’s her own funeral or someone else’s funeral. I’d like to ask her what conditions she’s in now, just seem to be getting images of London, old red busses, these are memories Carol, so where are you now? Corinthians, speak with the tongues of angels but have not love, then it becomes a tinkling brass, faith hope and charity and the greatest of these is charity. I think Carol is thinking about love. I think she’s recognised the value of love. I wonder have you found love where you are now? I get the sense there’s a lot of love where she is now. She didn’t get to experience it before but her connection with me was a loving one. I think there was a difference between the artefacts and the woven doily, the objects and living things, natural world, flowers, intricate nature of the real blossoms, nature in the raw and the fine art fineries, manmade objects which are beautiful but they lack the vibrancy of the natural world and that’s become very alive in this new place. The values of living, that thick fur, textures. One can be too refined, too cultured, too caught up in the artificial world of man’s creation and overlook the delights of nature in the raw, of natural objects’

It now seemed like Carol had taken over and was speaking…

‘I would say that some have to pass over the threshold into a new life to appreciate the natural physical world. Seems paradoxical to leave the world in order to appreciate it but it’s come alive for me and the meaning of the poems, now it’s living in singing truth. I know what the love is now, I can feel the love force but it’s a wonder to me that the civilization being civilized can kill the natural appreciation, the real love that our society, our education, our values swart love, love of the living thing so it becomes less, too much fascination with artefacts in civilisation. I would say learn to fly, learn to sing, learn to love and unlearn all the rest. I’m sitting in a deckchair in the sun, just sunning myself. Now I can feel the sun, gentle, it’s like I’m on holiday. When I say holiday I mean holy day, my holiday is a holy day. So where I am I would say is a blessed place, a place of love and relaxation. I’m extremely happy in a way I didn’t know before or perhaps I always knew but it was hidden by the lace curtains, fascination with lace’

Liz then got the name Templeton or Temple Bar, London.

Carol continued…

‘We have places and times overlapping and I have the sense of this layered reality like layers of a sandwich, like looking through different layers of  tissue of grease proof paper, you can see the one though the other, it’s difficult to see which one you’re actually looking at and then there’s a sense of being pulled away, flowing away. It’s very hard to fix your view, your viewpoint. There’s a sense of freedom, travel, roaming, it’s like being a bird’

Liz got the name Diane, the Lion, Witch and the Wardrobe, Narnia.

Liz saw some words written on a slate…

‘I cry every morning, I water the world with my tears, charming the face of the lambkins, grey now with fears, startled by all around me, all is not as it appears’

Liz then got…

‘Droyless and Cressida were my allies, am I Sofraces?’

Carol continued…

‘I have an answer, we’ve all been each other, we’ve all been writing this great parody. You don’t have to worry who you are; you can be whoever you are, whoever you want, whoever you were, whoever you will be. You are who I am; I am who you are… Great scholars and thinkers alike puzzle at the edge of the abyss and then fall in. Puzzle not, jump feet first, we’re all fit for fun, we’re all suited to delight’

Liz felt Carol was dropping her lots of words, golden nuggets for her little nut tree.

Carol continued…

‘Is there anything you’d like to ask before we finish?’

Me… ‘When we try and think about the non-physical reality it’s very difficult to understand it because we have to think of it in terms of what we understand, i.e. the physical reality. I just wondered if there’s any easier way of understanding the non-physical reality without using physical objects to describe it’

‘Taste and see, enter into the experience, allow, allow yourself to swim in the sensations and the experience, the feeling of it, the quality. Goodness doesn’t have a form or a shape, these are qualities, these are feelings, they’re not fixed in a sense of a rock or a brick or a hat which is a shape and a form and an object you recognise but you say kindness, warmth, mercurial, shimmering, these are the sensory qualities. Do you understand what I’m saying?’

Me… ‘Yes that makes sense’

‘By these things you can know the shape and the sense of a non-physical reality without it being in bricks and mortar and then when you sense qualities, beauty for example, you can build up around it objects that you find beautiful but they have in common a quality of beauty. Beauty could be the face of a person you love, could be the wing of a bird, a feather, could be a rose, could be the Taj Mahal, a stain glass window, all these things may seem beautiful, have a quality of beauty. They all have a feeling about them that makes you think they’re beautiful but you could transpose a black bird’s egg for a diamond and still have beauty. The egg can smash, the diamond can be ground to powder but you still have the memory of beauty, it can’t disappear, it’s a constant throughout its changing forms. So in the non-physical reality it’s understood more, the nature of the impermanent objects that we regard as physical, the qualities speak more and have the lasting edge, they’re the more fundamental, it’s understood. So if you have appreciated the qualities of beauty, love, tenderness, clarity, the physical reality, or the objects you create in your whatever reality will contain, will resonate with those feelings. If the qualities you experience are depression, dismalness, disgust, distain, dislike, hatred, irritation, the objects that are created for you to manifest your reality will resonate with these feelings, sharp, jagged, ugly, dull, but all those objects are only transitory appearances of the underlying quality. So you will appreciate the non-physical reality according to the qualities that you appreciate, the qualities that you are able to attune to, those that you feel and those would describe for you a reality but it’s only a description of these qualities that you are resonating with but it’s all transitory, you can change it. So your question was how can you appreciate a non-physical reality without trying to make it concrete. The answer is you do appreciate it but it’s a natural tendency to try and make it concrete but the concreteness that you make it will be out of the qualities that you have appreciated and sensed. So your non-physical reality is with you all the time but you just need to tune in to what it is you’re sensing and feel more aware. To be aware of the qualities that you’re sensing in yourself, in your inner life and they underpin both your physical and your non-physical realities because he will see a beautiful world in this Earth of yours, of ours, or he will see a dreary, woebegone, hateful world, but it’s all one world… Does that answer make sense to you?’

Me… ‘Perfect sense yes, makes me think about it in a different way, thank you for that’

Liz was now back in control…

‘Perhaps we should finish now and thank Carol for sharing and we send our love and where you are is a good place I can tell, God bless you, thank you, thank you for your presence on Earth and for your contact, treasured memories we both shared and send my love to dad, the scribe’

I put the music on for a while as Liz came fully back with it.

She got the Courtauld Institute of Art and the Huguenots as she came back.

I did the healing exercise, closing prayer and our closing down exercise…