This group began sitting in July 2013 as an experiment using the 'Basic Guide' published by the 'Scole Experimental Group' in 1996.

We've changed the way we sit over the years. I am continuing to develop trance mediumship and Liz gives a mixture of evidential clairvoyance, inspired speaking and trance...

Our intentions are to receive information that will help us understand the bigger picture, why we are here, what happens when we die, the mechanics of mediumship and how we can help in raising the quality of consciousness...

...Nick Pettitt

191st Sitting 26/03/2019


We had the room setup as usual and Liz was connected up to the Mind Mirror EEG.

I did the opening prayer at 7.40pm, turned out the light and put the music on...

We started with the Rainbow Bridge exercise them continued on into the session.

Liz reported strange sensations over her head and hair like light touches which started as I was doing the opening prayer, it could have been something to do with having the electrodes on.

About 30 minutes after the start Liz began to speak and I turned down the music...

‘Got the name Adam... he seems to be... looks like a camel, one that stores water in its hump, it’s also a cigarette. I’ve got Molly, it’s like a running commentary, Adam is giving a running commentary, it’s in Tokyo or some connection with Tokyo. A fastbender or fassbender. How nice to know Mr. Rees, Mr. something? I don’t know what the connection is with Lions Corner House? Fishguard... how nice to know Mr. Elliot, not T.S. Elliot. Goddard, Adam Goddard, Mr. Goddard. Reference to the Tower of Babel’ 

‘There’s many different languages, many different layers of meaning, a cacophony, but uniting them all, beneath them all is the one, one true voice, like the nightingale, they note that birds have a regular song, a rhythm, a call that signifies. Santa Barbara, each human has their special song, tune, rhythm, timbre of their voice, independent of the language that they are speaking but the universal language is the layer beneath thought, it comes with feeling, it come with colour, with qualities, timbre, pitch’

‘Aluisious... Saints, seem to have a parade of saints...’ 

‘Each life, savour it’s flavour like the lion’s roar, the monkey’s howl, the parrot’s screech, the night jar’

‘I sense we have someone with us who’s a phonetic, a linguist, a phonic expert, someone who studies the origin of language... Levi, Levi Strauss... it’s vibration, I see the spider’s web, the spider registers a presence, a communication by the vibration of the web’

‘Amber, the colour amber, the stone amber, rich, deep, orange like barley sugar. Resin, seeing how the resin is used on the strings of the violin and our vocal cords have the same construct, like the spider’s web and the resined gut strings of the violin. I'm saying the sound of silence but he’s saying there’s no such thing as silence in our world, we are a resonant cavity’

‘I've got a lady from the Salvation Army I think... Primrose? I don’t know if she’s from Primrose Hill or her name is Primrose or she’s a prim rose. She’s giving out candy, what they’re doing is giving out candy’

‘I’m seeing a mop and broom, sweeping clean, it’s in a transformation, comes from cleaning the slate, have to clean the slate first before you can become wise. Wisdom, love, compassion, these qualities grow from a clean pond, from clear water but at the same time the water has been made clear by the growth of the lily that has fed, that has transformed the mud and the debris at the bottom of the pond, the sweepings, the clearings, the detritus. It has fed a simulated, digested, transmuted, the gross detritus of life and blossomed a flower, a lily open to the sun, to the source and that lily radiates with peace, compassion and wisdom. The clearing process is a deep inner transformation’

‘Got the name Gloria Hunniford’

‘Seem to be seeing meadowlands, fields, hay stacks, corn is ripe, harvest, we will reap the harvest by our good deeds. And it’s true, the angels are singing. Singing is for birds and humans and angels. The song transposes its frequencies towards the order of light. We sing hymns, it’s the intent, the emotion behind the words, behind the music and that’s what counts’

‘Severed head, the fall in the way of intellect, the empty barrage of words to the sound space behind them in the barrel of the throat. The resonant tuning, every combination of the elements, the molecules, the complex molecule, the cells, the organisms all have their resonant tuning. We pull on your strings, your fibres and triggering your response, that’s how we communicate. The clearer, the cleaner you are, the better the wash, the easier for us to tweak your timbres, to trigger a response, to play you like a violin, to allow the universe to resonate within you, to blend. Our vibration subsumed with your vibration, an amalgam of meaning. Allow us to play you like a harp then you will truly sing, your song will be true, kyrie, kyrie, kyrie... Kyrie eleison...’

‘I have Violet and Rupert’

The music CD ended

‘Thank you friends... ah Neddie... he’s saying something like take a twirl, what he means is play a tune, it’s a bit like he’s high fiving...’

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

We then recalled our Rainbow Bridge Exercises...

Unfortunately Liz had forgotten to do hers, she probably got distracted by the strange sensations she experienced over her head and hair at the beginning.

I started off in a grass field and saw a white rabbit motioning me to follow it. So I did and followed it across the grass and down a rabbit hole into a cavern lit by candles with a long wooden table. The rabbit took a seat at the top of the table and I sat by its side. Suddenly the table top began to move like ripples going down it looking like a flag blowing in the wind. Then I found myself up the top of a flag pole watching the flag being blown by the wind. It was misty as if I was up in the clouds. Then the wind stopped and I slid down the pole to the ground finding myself back on the grass field and I saw the rabbit hole again and wondered how I had managed to get down such a small hole. I saw the white rabbit again and it was now about six feet tall, then it shrunk back to normal size. A magician with a top hat appeared and he picked up the rabbit placing it in his top hat. He said that anything was possible as this world was all just an illusion. If we believe we can’t do something then we won’t be able to do it but learn to lose those beliefs and we can do anything...

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