109th Sitting 22/06/2016

We had the room setup as usual.

I did the opening prayer at 8.45pm, turned out the light and put the music on.

We did the Rainbow Bridge visualisation exercise…

Liz started off by a large rock edge with water flowing over it like a waterfall and there were rainbows behind the curtain of water. She then found herself on a rope bridge that was going over an enormous ravine in a tropical forest. The bridge was delicate but robust and was swaying. Liz saw parrots and thought how it would be much easier if a bird carried her over and then found herself on the other side in a clearing. The parrots were still there and lots of monkeys too all playing amongst the trees, it was all very magical. The parrots had turned into people, men with multi-coloured feathered headdresses sitting around in a circle with drums. In the middle of the circle was a three dimensional spherical mirror made of mercury. It was like pearl, silvery and they were all looking into it. It was picking up the sun that was shining on it, absorbing the sun’s energy and reflecting it. Liz realised this was an analogy of the mind of the medium being completely open and receptive to the Christ energy or the sun energy coming through and that this was what was required of Liz and to maintain it. She saw the connection with the Mercury Circle and felt it very important to hold that space, that magical clearing with the mercury orb like an eye in the middle. She felt it was giving her words and got the letters, E R J D L…

I started off looking at a giant tortoise and realised it had a head each end. Each end was trying to go forward pulling against itself. Then it split into two and became two separate tortoises that started to walk in opposite directions. The one to my right looked clear and bright whereas the one to my left looked dull, misty and indistinct. I felt I had a choice as to which one to follow and thought it would be easier to follow the clear, bright one but decided to follow the dull, misty one and see what happened. It took me through a very dark area, I could hardly see it and then I saw light approaching up ahead. The tortoise then seemed to dissolve and become one with the surroundings and then I found I was also now splitting into two, my right side was clear and bright and my left side dull and foggy just like the tortoises. I felt I couldn’t now go with my foggy side which was disappearing into the distance so stayed with the bright side and saw a ladder which I climbed and came out onto a grassy hill where soldiers were charging down in battle with guns towards the enemy who I saw were just standing firm with cakes and biscuits holding them out as gifts for the soldiers. This stopped the soldiers in their tracks, they put down their guns and took the food as long tables and chairs appeared and they sat down to enjoy the cakes and biscuits with their enemies. The long tables then changed into a stream with crystal clear water and everyone was now sitting along the banks of the stream with their feet in the water talking and laughing with each other and I then noticed the clear, bright tortoise sitting on a nearby hill with a smile on its face…    

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

I had my eyes closed and noticed what seemed like two flashes behind them.

I had pressure around my right ear.

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

I got the sense there was a tall man with his arms folded in the centre of the room.

I felt a few touches in my hair and tickles around my right ear.

Liz was aware of lots of semi-circles in the room.

The music ended and Liz began to speak…

‘I sense an elephant, very brightly coloured, an elephant for sitting on’

‘Prickly gorse bushes, thick scrub, yellow gorse’

‘I have an image of a concrete cement mixer… get the feeling of a large reservoir, Donald, Chrysler’

‘A large old iron like one you heat on a stove, terra gold, seems to be like a lot of money, scar on the landscape’

‘Got the name Clive… chameleon, Sedgemoor’

‘Territorial game, coming back to Chrysler, motor’

‘Get this feeling I don’t want to go there, not wanted’

‘Sidereal’

‘Elephant trunk, I’m moving quite fast, something being eclipsed’

‘British Caledonian, sense of being tricked, time out, population deficit, no gain’

‘Minnesota, something special, liquidity’

‘Coming back to the word mercury’

‘I’ve got the tops of very tall trees, branches, it’s to do with resources, the struggle for survival, the old message of things dying out, needing attention, wasting natural resources, denuding the forests, laying waste, we need to conserve’

‘Feels as if I’m on a train journey, got the feeling of the train journey going from Victorian to high speed trains, sort of train journey across several centuries. Now it’s like going up to Scotland and beyond that, kind of intercontinental, we know the whole globe, that train journey that’s led from the industrial revolution, it’s come a long way, we’re on that train and it’s going nowhere, going to an abyss, a hiatus, a brink, taking us to the brink of extinction, warnings’

‘Something like helium, an alternative energy source. It’s like something’s stopped and a new start, going on a different track, safer, much more serene, lighter, definitely lighter. There’s something universal, it’s creating something like a great umbrella, a shield. I’ve got the elephant again, it’s like some rejoicing in India, festival of light but we have to pay attention, take heed, heliotrope, not so hedonistic, more utilitarian. Got the sense somebody’s being like a forensic analyst of our civilization so called, certainly unsustainable, so if certainty about the unsustainable comes a seismic shift in the focus in energy, in the use of energy, resources, relationship, new track, come back to the concrete in this crumbling infrastructure. Deep footsteps made by heavy force replaced by light footsteps, barefoot. Silver, Silver says so… that’s all’

‘Iris just wants to add, those beautiful woman’s institutes everywhere, meetings of mothers, she expresses gratitude, keep up the good work’

‘Just had a flash of St Paul… connected with conversion, he persecuted Christians and then had a conversion experience and became one of their greatest supporters, a complete turnabout’

Liz had remained awake throughout the session this week.

I had drifted off into a half sleep briefly a few times and had experienced seeing a wrist watch fall to the floor and break.

Then later I seemed to be in conversation with a big man wearing a dirty white tee-shirt who had a Liverpudlian accent but I couldn’t remember any of the conversation afterwards.

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

108th Sitting 08/06/2016

We had the room setup as usual.

I did the opening prayer at 8.40pm, turned out the light and put the first tune on.

We did the Rainbow Bridge visualisation exercise…

Liz began at a river bank where there was a rainbow bridge. She was aware of lots of people around her appearing to her as faces and eyes. They were talking to her but it was like a dream and Liz couldn’t remember any details. She seemed to get sucked into these people under and around the bridge but was also aware of people and beautiful colours on the other side, on the bank in the distance. Liz wanted to be there and as she thought this she felt gossamer threads like a long silken lead and pulley pulling her to the other side and then found herself on her back as if doing the back stroke in the sea. Liz then became aware of being in a glass jar, a bit like being a tadpole in frogspawn; a thick jell around her putting everything out of focus. Liz thought she had to get out of this and looked towards the light, then it suddenly dissolved and she found herself standing in what seemed like an auditorium and Liz was centre stage but alone and she wondered what was going to happen now. There was just a sense of presence, being in the here and now as if she had come out of the cocoon and into absolute reality…

I started off with what looked like a bright white tornado spinning in front of me reaching from the ground to the clouds in the sky. The area around me looked baron, brown and dull. Then I saw threads coming off the tornado, spinning round with it and as they did so the baron ground became green with fresh grass, plants and trees and then streams and lakes appeared. Everything became bright, colourful and alive. People began to appear from different directions walking towards the spinning tornado and as they approached it took off into the air going up and up until it was just a bright shining star in the sky. The people then started picking fruit and vegetables and filled containers with water from the streams. Some white horses appeared and they all got on them and rode off towards a huge city surrounded by a wall. I followed them to the city and through the gate in the wall. Inside the city it was dark and depressing. The people inside looked unhappy and hungry and were fighting each other. The people on horseback handed out food and drink and soon the whole city was eating and drinking, the whole place lit up as everyone began to look happy and at peace with each other. I saw the king take off his crown; he wanted to be like everybody else and shared his wealth with everyone. All weapons were thrown in a furnace as they were no longer required; this was now a peaceful community where everyone helped each other. I then watched the people on horseback leave this city and ride off towards another and I noticed the star in the sky was following them…

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

I soon started to see bright blobs coming and going.

I had an image of someone sitting in a rocking chair with their back to me. The chair slowly turned round and I saw it was a man with bushy hair and eyebrows, smoking a pipe in a tweed suit.

Liz dropped off a few times.

I remained awake this week.

The music ended.

Then Liz began to speak…

‘Cornfield… I had Constable earlier, John Constable; the bridge is dirty… like the Tower of Babel… got some questions… I was going to ask one at a time not all together… The word question came so you could ask…’

Me… ‘Okay, I’ve got a question about the higher self. As I understand it we are a part of the higher self which is experiencing this physical reality. I wondered if you could explain what the higher self experiences while we are experiencing the physical plane’

‘I just have a panorama like from an airplane, a larger perspective scanning freely, a different time scale, faster. Difficult to describe for someone who’s on the ground and never been in an airplane how the world looks, experienced differently from you sitting in a field looking at the grasses close up and the insects, the population here in this small patch is very large but flying over this in an airplane you don’t see the individual corn, the heads of the corn, the small insects, you see a patchwork of fields, receiving very fast and then there’s new hills and mountains, clouds and sun, and then the sea and then you almost see the curvature of the Earth, a different perspective, enormous but when you’re sitting in the field that is enormous. Different time scale, different experience but difficult to describe unless you’ve experienced it but the higher self encompasses the person in the cornfield on the ground counting the insects and maybe aware but it’s also true that the person on the ground counting the insects can perceive and experience into the experience of the higher self encompassing the whole globe and moving faster than light. So the higher self and the lesser self share the experience of each other, are a part and parcel of each other. I hold you, you hold me. We are one, one entity. Strings held in one bundle but vibrating at different frequencies… Does that answer your question?’

Me… ‘Yes… as well as perceiving us in our physical reality does the higher self also exist in a different reality and can it communicate with other higher selves?’

‘We are held in one reality but vibrating at different levels and it’s possible to experience, to resonate and know of the others but each playing it’s tune discretely, is immersed in that tune but can shift focus temporarily to jump to the awareness of the others, so yes and no. As above so below, as below so above, all held in one hand, in one mind’

Me… ‘Does the higher self have yet another higher self that goes beyond itself?’

‘Beyond the beyond yes, we can’t reach so far to know but there’s like an endless hall of mirrors, endless. It seems very likely that we are held in an even larger understanding and that in turn an even larger…’

Me… ‘Do the animals also have a higher self?’

‘The animals participate; partake of the higher self, yes. All creations of the mind, all created beings, all levels extended into further levels’

Me… ‘What about plants, do they have a higher self?’

‘Plants are also part of a larger creation and creative force and are maintained and resonate with the larger consciousness level. They have their extensions into larger consciousness systems. Everything in this created world has its extension and it is the product of an extended consciousness system… I have George with me’

Me… ‘He’s very welcome; can you describe him at all?’

‘Tall and angular, country gentleman, bygone age’

Me… ‘Has he come with a message at all?’

‘I seem to have caterpillars, digging the garden, frogs, cherry trees’

Me… ‘Does George have a connection with either of us?’

‘Silver, a connection with Silver, Silver has brought George, George Alan, connected with place, I heard George is obsessed with cherries, cherry trees, I think the… not Hebden Bridge, fox holes, Hebden Bridge or Hampstead Heath’

Me… ‘Is that where George lived?’

‘I can’t get it… Hampton Court. I’ve got the name Geronimo, seems to be a lady called Anne, it’s his wife maybe, tapestry, embroidered table cloth, the towns people’

Me… ‘Do you know what job George had?’

‘I get the feeling a gentleman farmer aristocrat, getting a bridge, near a bridge. Bygone days, filling in the past. Perhaps there’s a connection with Constable. I now have a sense of a boat yard… asked George if he had anything particular he wanted to impart or say but his feeling of dwelling on the past, genealogy and he was a bit stuck. The greatest pleasure was the flowering cherry tree; he was also obsessed with ancestry and connection and inherited wealth, inheritance. I think he thinks now it doesn’t matter but it kept him stuck, attachment to that thread of ancestry and bygone times. I keep getting that image of the brilliance of the flowering cherry tree and the cherries, the ripeness of the fruit, the aliveness of the trees, the blossom falls, the fruit is eaten but the cherry goes on, it doesn’t worry like humans about inheritance and connections, it just exists and gives great pleasure. That a person invests too much in things that don’t matter, that take care of themselves, that are partial, something about the quality of the fruit and the tree, a quality that has nothing to do with lineage, has everything to do with life, aliveness. If you’re worrying about ancestry, inheritance, and the future, you can lose the aliveness of just being here and now in the present. It’s the sheer joy of presence, of being alive, the experience… I’ve got George, he’s looking quite pleased he got his point across. It’s like he’s playing the piano, resonance, thank you George’

Me… ‘Yes thank you for coming; you’re welcome back any time’

‘Now I’ve got Lillian, Lillian Farmer, grey hair, slightly portly, Staines’

Me… ‘Is that the place Staines?’

‘I thought it was… now I’ve got Lillian the dancer, maybe someone I know’

Me… ‘Is she just making herself known or does she have a message for us?’

‘I just keep getting this picture of sitting with an apron and apples, like a lap full of apples. Don’t know if she has a connection with George. Penny for your thoughts sort of person. I asked for a message and just got be true to yourself. I get the feeling she’s a very grounded person, kind and generous, homely. I get the feeling she’s connected with George, may have been the wife, I think she had a hard time with his pretentions but they are great friends now. She tried to keep him in the here and now, a kind of Earth mother but he had pretentions and also was difficult with his ambitions, connections and snobbery but it’s alright now and the feeling I get is that wherever there has been love all the difficulties can be seen and disappear when viewed from the larger perspective and all that remains is the connection and the love. I guess it helps to know that a person who’s maybe quite intransigent  in some ways and difficult, to know that they could see with the larger eyes that they would be able to be the person you know they really are, the person underneath who you love so you have to hold onto the intuition of the real and the knowledge that that is the core, core values, that’s the misunderstanding of the core, the values, we think the core values and the genealogy, the inheritance, the genes, the traditions, that’s in the flavour and the taste on your tongue now. That’s what Lillian knows and George now sees in the glory of the trees. The core values has nothing to do with pedigree, has everything to do with the unfolding and the blossoming of experience. Those seeds are nothing, they’re wasted in the ground it’s the fruition, the growth, the experience of the whole tree in the seed. Many human beings confuse identity with quality. Quality has nothing to do with identity it has to do with experience, with being. Identity is like a price tag, it tells you nothing of the object… I’ve got Iris, she’s got elephants, somebody’s saying it’s not rocket science… Bolton… Just get this large metal dustbin. Just had a feeling of a gentleman with a moustache like a comedian, a bit of a joke, mischievous, got custard, makes me think of sergeant Custard or something funny, ridiculous, melodramatic. A lonely path to tread, the realisation of the lonely path. I think that’s where we should end with the realisation of the lonely path to tread because you can only do it alone, it can only be real to yourself… thank you’

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

107th Sitting 01/06/2016

We had everything setup as usual.

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

We did the Rainbow Bridge visualisation exercise…

Liz started out in a meadow with dandelion clocks, buttercups and cherry blossom petals falling. It had a serpentine path going through it, going on and on in a snake like zig-zag towards the sea. Liz wanted to get to the sea so started slithering along the path like a snake but then thought she really needed a bridge and found she’d created an enormous aqueduct and she flew up over it getting a wonderful panoramic view. Then Liz thought the whole purpose of this exercise was to reach out to the spiritual side and she then found herself reaching out to Jesus and being drawn towards this figure who took her hand and led her to the Garden of Gethsemane. Liz felt this was a sad place to be and was then aware of the tree where Judas had hung himself and Jesus explained that the doubt to have faith in the spiritual reality, the divine nature of the human, led to the state of Judas betraying that inner knowledge in favour of worldly power. He explained the need to become like a little child again. The more you have, the more you acquire in this world, the harder it is to allow yourself to totally be immersed and to be led by spirit. He said when a child is born it completely allows itself to be led by the mother and when a child is born to be a royal like Prince Charles, or a pauper, a farmer’s son, for a baby it’s all the same, it gives itself up to the mother and the family, allows it to guide and provide everything that’s needed and even as we grow up we’re given everything that we need to fulfil whatever it is we’re meant to be doing if we allow that process we can allow ourselves to be guided by the spirit within but that often gets blocked…

I started off sitting on a porch drinking a cup of tea looking out at fields, meadows and woodland, feeling very much in harmony with the world. I then became aware of a sound; it was just one musical note being played constantly like a hum. I didn’t know where it was coming from so I got up and walked out onto the fields which then started rippling towards me like ripples in a lake. It made me feel light-headed and unsteady on my feet. I decided to make a humming sound myself but using a different note, one not in tune with what I was hearing to create a discord and as I did so it created more ripples in the fields moving away from me which interacted with the other ripples causing weird patterns in the fields making me feel even more unsteady and then the wind got up and the air was filled with leaves and other debris flying around. I then became aware of a figure standing with me looking biblical with long white robes and he explained that the humming sound I hear was the music of the Earth and we all need to stay in harmony with that one musical note. He said we can easily cause upset and disharmony in the Earth by playing the wrong note. Then he produced a flute and played a note that stopped the wind and the ripples as everything went back to feeling harmonious again…

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

The room started to look flashy to me with lots of movement going on and then I started to see blobs coming and going.

I had a fleeting image of somebody standing and reading from a book with children sitting around them.

Both Liz and I drifted off a few times.

Liz began to speak…

‘Kedgeree… I have an image of a small, slim black person with a large afro hair do’

‘Gordon Square, Carlisle’

‘I got a sense of someone hunting a hare, crouching down’

‘Tobermory…’

The music ended and Liz continued…

‘Carpet slippers, I’m at the mad hatter’s tea party, through the key hole, the queen, the queen with Prince Charles, Buzby, comments on the coronation, kaleidoscope, Glynde’

‘Something about French farmers, a lot of jumbled up words, turnip… it’s like I’m looking at a ploughed field, a lot of chalk… Pauline… a sense of somebody playing a flute… pernicious anemia… fendagast’

‘Got a sense of a collaboration going on, a sense of Dad’s Army, Clive Dunn… keep getting pictures of people on a stamp, Elvis Presley… I’m not sure if this is all noise’

Me… ‘Can you ask for a clearer picture?’

‘I got a clear picture now, a bottom of a wall, seems to be like a castle, with blue bells, a bit like Herstmonceux Castle, seeing lots of people and a carriage’

Me… ‘Is it a horse and carriage?’

‘Yes’

Me… ‘When I got married I had a horse and carriage to Herstmonceux Castle’

‘I’ve got Roger, Ronald… I’ve got William Waldegrave again, a lady in a dress, conquest’

‘Suddenly just got this sense of curtains, silk curtains... I’ve got the British flag, a feeling of being in a photo booth and there’s a crowd outside, a lot going on, a lot of activity’

‘It’s like looking on the news reel of the assassination of Kennedy, that motorcade in sepia colour, that’s juxtaposed with the coronation on television’

‘The Sistine Chapel’

‘I’m just asking if there’s a common thread, I seem to be all over the place… David… question, question… perhaps you need to ask a question’

Me… ‘Okay… a long time ago I heard someone say if you don’t like someone it’s because you see in them something you don’t like about yourself. Would you say that was true and could you elaborate on that?’

‘Projections resonate, project onto others and resonate with those qualities in us that maybe jar, yes that’s very often true’

Me… ‘So if we love ourselves would we not then find any faults in others?’

‘In the state of love aligned with the universal state of lovingness yes everything becomes a reflection, reflected in that totally non-judgemental benign acceptance, what is known as the unconditional positive regard’

Me… ‘What can we do to reach this state where we totally love ourselves?’

‘To become as little children and then to allow, to open up to the universe. There are many paths, many helpful ways to facilitate that allowing, letting go, to cultivate that state of openness, but there’s a lot of baggage, a lot of resistance sometimes, so mindful awareness of one’s own conscious state is important. To know one’s own state of consciousness, to befriend whatever is in that consciousness and to gently observe and inquire as a friend into one’s own consciousness. That’s a beginning just to be aware. Serving oneself like a kind teacher, like a kind mother gently noting without judgement, a sense of gentle enquiry, gentle interest, curiosity and to be able to read between the lines what is real and what is false, what is projection, what is misapprehension, what is helpful, what is not helpful, what leads to happiness and wellbeing and what creates conflicts and dismay is to observe and to note with interest and to learn, to survey the sense of self with certain circumspectness allowing but not necessarily believing everything, identifying with everything, just watching and at some point a sense of compassion for the self, a sense of realisation can arise’

Me… ‘Do we bring baggage in with us when we incarnate into this physical world or is it something we pick up along the way?’

‘The root being, the innate human spirit is pristine, has no baggage as such but that baggage is acquired, put on like a coat, picked up, maybe even desired, habits of lifetimes. The naked spirit can choose to clothe itself in different guises but some of those guises carry quite a lot of dirt if you like, heavy with grime and difficult to cast off again but the unconditioned, the spirit is always there but the coat is so heavy and it only sees itself in the coat so the true nature is forgotten and it’s just the coat that’s seen and that’s why carefully observing that coat, how it feels, how it moves, can sometimes lead to the intimation of the hidden spirit beneath it, or enthusing it, a sense that there is something more. Once that spirit is sensed it can be liberated, it can be co-opted to help to lift off the heavy coat. The coat won’t lift itself off but the abiding spirit when it is recognised and co-opted, solicited, that can help to cast off the coat’

Me… ‘What causes us to clothe ourselves in this coat?’

‘Camouflage, a desire to fit in with a common paradigm, a desire to belong and a misuse of the human mind and intelligence and it’s that erroneous and malfunctioning mind that has to become aware of its malfunctioning and then it’s that mind that can co-opt the spirit that can ask then for the help to take off the coat, to cast off the habit. So that’s why the skill of mindfulness being watching one’s own mind, observing, becoming aware of its working and of its operation can help to catch it in the act because it’s the mind that creates this coat so by being aware of the mind’s modus operandi can catch the coat weaver in the act and stop the spinning of the false yarn and allow the self to become naked again like a baby’

Me… ‘I suppose once the self has become naked again it would perceive things differently, like other people and physical objects around itself’

‘Yes the small child looks at those around often with that unconditional love but as it grows later that unconditional love then becomes disrupted with expectations and flashes of anger and all the paraphernalia of emotions that it justifies and the love can get lost on the way, the child becomes later angry with parents, angry, resentful, frustrated as well as the more positive emotions but a lot of habits are required that mitigate against that unconditional loving positive regard and some of those emotions or clothings that are acquired by the child are reflections or resonances from the parents, from those around them and learns these modes and ways of seeing and viewing and judging and falls away from the original state of acceptance and allowing and the unconditional positive regard… I keep coming back to events of the queen and the crown and a sense of royal family but that’s covered over with the sense that everyone is a royal, is a sovereign and that everyone wears a crown, has that potential to be sovereign, that we are all equal, equally born, noble. The royal baby is no different from the baby in the manger. The baby in the manger it was said was a king, it’s the potential of the Christ, Christ the king, the royal, the sovereign, the sovereign self, in each and every human, happy and glorious everyone, majesty everyone, no one more than another’

There was a pause.

‘I have a sense of someone a bit like a mermaid, Dravidian, but it turned into someone who looks like Princess Diana. A sort of Mediterranean type rising out of the city of Constantinople, all the different flags of the nations just being dissolved. I just get a sense of the great happiness of sea creatures and mermaids living in that wonderful medium, water, amphibians, and I guess that is a state to be of the human consciousness to be equally at home in the physical plane and in the spiritual plane, on land and in the sea of spirit’

Liz started to come back and once she was feeling back with it I did the healing exercise, closing prayer and our closing down exercise…