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...