189th Sitting 24/01/2019

We had the room setup as usual.

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

We did the Rainbow Bridge exercise then continued on into the session...

After about five minutes Liz began speaking...

‘I had an Edna earlier, a connection with cotton gloves, gardening gloves, a garden. Part of a crowd of beautiful people’

‘And I just got a Richard Barraclough, feels like a solicitor, get a sense of a solicitor’s shop, a tall man, originally dark hair but now grey, quite thin, slim, wears spectacles sometimes, quite good looking, concerned about his appearance, great pride, he’s got little children, grandchildren, has an Elizabethan type house, mock Tudor, big garden. I think he went before he got very old. A sense of having led a good life but sorry to have left the grandchildren. I see a little girl with ribbons in her hair on a swing, he’s fond of her. County Mayo, a holiday place, fishing, a sense of regret, I think he’s left some of his fishing stuff there, I think he wants it returned to his son, didn’t have enough time to sort it out, a lot of love for the family and his colleagues. A sense of a good life well lived and no regrets apart from leaving all the people that he loved and his good friends. I think he has many friends and family where he is now but I think he is going to be helping those behind, still living, he wants to, he has a son still at university. I sense bungee straps, being still tied to something, still tightly bonded to his son. Sporting, cycling connection. Sense of a great ocean, sailing connection, the Irish sea, great love of open spaces’

‘There’s a Peggy... see her feeding chickens, a farmer’s wife. Throwing out the bread crumbs and grain. Seems a bit cross because they’ve got in the vegetable garden’

‘A sense of nuns or nurses but in a strange headdress... like in a choir... from India or Africa, dark skinned, maybe catholic’

‘Got the name Sarah’

Liz asked me to play the music so I turned it up for about five minutes then she began speaking again...

‘Confiscated... contact... something to do with tennis, tennis ball... sense of getting crossed wires, Teddington, the name Felicity...’

‘Marie-Ann...’

Liz asked for music again so I turned it up then down about ten minutes later as she continued...

‘Someone is pressing forward, I’m calling him Sandy because he’s got a mop of sandy, shaggy curls, slightly curly hair, he’s quite small, I recognise him but I can’t place him it’s like he’s wearing a checked sports jacket, he’s very short and a bit of a comedian, bit of a clown’

Me... ‘There was a comedian in Eastbourne some time ago called Sandy Powell’

‘He seems to have a high voice, he could put on a high voice as part of his comedy act, he’s clowning around, holding my attention, he’s juggling with things. He was small but he needed to project himself big to fit in, to find a place but he was full of fun and good humour, he enjoyed being the heart and soul, entertaining people... he’s wanting to make amends for something, it’s to do with food, he’s showing me a plate of spring greens, perhaps he didn’t eat his greens? It's like he’s saying my mum tried to get me to eat greens but I wouldn’t. It's like he poured paint over people or himself. I think sometimes he took the piss out of people, it was his way of getting back because people could take the piss out of him easily so he used that slightly sarcastic or denigrating... self-denigrating maybe but maybe he also made fun of other people, used his humour to poke fun at people, it was his way of getting back for he’d had to put up with a certain amount of stick because he was small. I think he was difficult with his family, there was something he wants to make amends for, dysfunctional relationships, might be caused by him, I think he put on a bit of an act to avoid people getting too close to him. It was easier for him to play a role than be real, it’s like the act became the part of who he was. I think he wants to make amends because he feels he didn’t act as a proper parent, have a proper relationship with his children or even with his wife, all a bit of an act, he preferred to be on the stage. I think he didn’t know how to be natural because he didn’t really know who he was, lost touch with himself. I think he could be quite spiteful and it’s all those things he feels the need to make amends for because he didn’t give of his best in relationships and I think he now wishes he could have done better there. It's like his life was full of trivia and the important things were unsaid. He found his life being a bit like wearing a series of paper hats and blowing silly whistles and jokes. I think he’s learning to settle down now, found more peace with himself, showing me trees, walking in the woods and finding himself, enjoying just being natural with himself, like a new lease of life. It's like he wants to make a joke of that because he says he’s dead but it’s a new lease of life as if he’s been liberated, he’s gone through the mirror and discovered the real him, the real person that was hiding. He's just getting to know himself and said it’s rather lovely really and he’s sorry that he held that back from all of those that he was with and related to. He held back his real self and just gave them this projection and he feels a bit sad about that now, that’s all water under the bridge there's time enough to make the amends and now he can see clearly, he’s got the time and the space and the opportunity and he’s very grateful that it didn’t just finish like that. He can still catch up as it were. Thank you for listening... just got the name Marjorie and I’m thinking of Marjorie Proops, ha, ha, he’s calling her agony aunt’

Liz asked for some more music and I turned it up for a few minutes.

‘I seem to have a Mrs. Phillips, she’s a vicar’s wife, feel I must know her but I don’t think I ever met her, perhaps she lived in a house I lived in? Seems very pleased to be here, very friendly, very supportive. She's very pleased to see the work’s continuing... she loves her garden, perhaps she’s the vicar’s wife from Rivendale, she saw what we were doing, she’s so pleased the Buddhists are there, so pleased it’s a spiritual home still, and that what we do with the children that we are doing now is still going on, she just wants to say how pleased she is. It was a wonderful home and to think it’s still used for a spiritual purpose, doesn’t matter that it’s not the church still, spirit works in so many different ways it’s not a question of religion it’s a question of the motivation, the desire to enlightenment, the desire to do God’s work, whatever you mean by God. She sees thing very differently now but she knows that place is full of light, still providing light to many and she’s so pleased that we are carrying on the work because spirit is expanding all the time and its deliverance and its raising of our vibrational level, the ministry of angels is working in the Earth plane. She loved the black cats and they are with her, they all benefited from being in the home. She’s saying love is where you find it everywhere. She brought me that love, thank you Mrs. Phillips... I’ve got a sense of bunches of flowers in her arms, she’d like to give us the flowers, it would be good if she could manifest them, I’m sure she could’

Liz asked for some more music and I turned it up for a few minutes.

‘That little man reminded me of Charlie Drake’

Me... ‘Yes, similar sort of person’

‘Got Michael Dury here, something about ten green bottles... If you’ve got a message for Ann, I can get it to her... something to do with a gun, shooting pheasant but the gun was confiscated... thank you’

Liz now felt back with it.

We recalled our Rainbow Bridge exercises...

Liz felt herself walking down a wet, muddy path of daffodils and suddenly there was a misty rainbow cloud in front of her. She walked into it, it was lovely, tinged with different colours and she was aware of it being a cloud of people, some she knew, it was like walking into a warm room, hospitality, a gathering of people you loved and knew. They were spirits and Liz was hoping to allow them to come through her if they wanted to...

I started off seeing myself with the five Mind Mirror electrodes on my head. (We had been experimenting with it before the session) I saw roots growing into my brain from the electrodes which joined together in the centre of my brain. Then my head became the Earth which now had these five electrodes on it, on the North Pole, North America, South America, Europe and China and the roots went down into the Earth where they met and became harmonious with each other. I had the sense that this harmony was working up to the surface where it would have its effect on the people of these places bringing them all into peace and harmony with one another...

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

Liz had not heard of Sandy Powell and all I knew about him was that he was in Eastbourne. I later found out that his house was about half a mile from where we sit and there were reports of the house being haunted by the people that now live there. Also, I found an article about him saying that when he was born his father called him Sandy because of his bright red hair which is how Liz described him when she first got the link...