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

193rd Sitting 11/04/2019


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

We now have blackout material over the computer so the room is back to full blackout conditions.

I did the opening prayer at 7.50pm, turned out the light and put the music on.

We started with the Rainbow Bridge Exercise then continued into the session...

After about 30 minutes Liz began to speak...

‘Seem to have a strong image of daisies... It’s made me wonder whether Travis is around. Something to do with sledges and toboggans. Getting a feeling of muslin dresses, very feminine lightweight muslin summer dresses, old fashioned, white with little daisies in them. Seeing ladies, girls with a picnic on a lawn, picnic hamper’

Me... ‘Can you see what they’re eating?’

‘As you asked me it looked like a sort of custard tart, and berries, strawberries, tall glasses with straws, like a bit of an old-fashioned scene, men in white cricket gear, like a village scene, I've got tuppence, reminds me of Agatha Christie. I’ve got dijon, like the Dijon Mustard... Teddy-bear's picnic’

‘Just got a feeling of Harry Edwards then, it’s taking me to the garden party at Burrows Lee in Shere, his Healing Sanctuary’

‘I’ve got Jane, I wonder if it’s my cousin Jane, she worked with children... I think they are all here to help Lucy... Harry Edwards with a stethoscope’

‘Keep getting the word tisane... don’t know if that’s a tea or a poultice, infusion of berries. I had berries in this arctic wood in the rainbow. Bilberries, cranberries or crab apples’

‘Getting an image of an old-fashioned gramophone with a fluted trumpet, horn, 1920s. The BBC and His Master’s Voice... funiculi funicula, Italian songs... confetti, wedding... got a feeling things were very dull at the time, very dark, grey streets, deserve to brighten things up... I'm watching people from behind with bags on their back pulling barrows and... think I might be seeing from around about my grandmother’s time, people had a lot of children and mouths to feed. Medicine, they didn’t have a health service, you relied on folk medicine and it was the case of the strong surviving. Being shown bread and butter, bread and dripping, fresh peas, people growing stuff. Lot of smoke, bronchitis, lot of lung problems. I can feel my grandfather was distraught, all the children, he didn’t want to be a burden. If you were ill you couldn’t work, very difficult for the family. I can feel that sense of turmoil, despair. It's a miracle all the children survived. I can feel my grandmother, I can almost see her face, makes me feel very emotional, she’s smiling, she loved the babies, children’

Me... ‘You could ask her a question if you wanted to’

‘I think she said all survived on love, she would hold them if any were ill, warm water, plenty of water, keeping them hydrated, like gripe water, warm water with a bit of sugar in it’

‘Keep seeing this brown river...’

Music CD ended.

‘Got a sense of a large railway station, feels rather scary, big and busy, drab, old-fashioned carriages... got the sense of my grandmother there at the station with small children, maybe when she went to join my grandfather, carrying children everywhere, keeping them close at all times, the difficulties, they managed, that sense of wanting to keep all the people you love close to you was very strong my grandmother, bound all the family together to survive, impulse to hold the family together, connections, those emotional connections are so strong, they are still looking out for all of the family, large and dispersed as it is, generations down the line. Grandchildren, great grandchildren, great, great grandchildren. Chickens and eggs...’

‘Being shown a Christmas tree, full of lights and presents, symbol of Christmas, a family time dedicated to the new child, Christ child again born in difficult circumstances but surviving to be a great healer and it’s all to do with the healing power of love, that love is the greatest healer, to nurture and to hold and to affirm all living things, to bless, ask and you will be given, ask and ye shall receive. So I'll ask all these healers here for healing for Lucy and thank you for your presences, wonderful to know you are there. And the saying that not a sparrow shall fall from its nest that your father in heaven shall know of it, and every small child is a blessing and potential marvel in the world, worthy of life and healing. Good to know that behind all our struggles, to survive in this world there is an army of helpers and healers behind the scenes supporting us, still drawn to us by bonds of love, connections, even fleeting connections that we’ve made with those great healers endure, sustain us, give us strength to persevere. Thank you all... and Raymond... Violet, like the flower’

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

We recalled our Rainbow Bridge exercises...

Liz was in a lovely grassy meadow with buttercups and daisies. She walked down to a river and reached out to the other side. There was a large stripy hot air balloon with carnival type people around it, lots of clowns and children. They pulled Liz into the basket to join them and it went up into the air and she felt like birds were pulling it along. Liz then found herself changing into a bird, a snow goose and flew far up into the sky over into the Tundra, the Arctic over fir forests. She was going towards a hut where there was a Shaman with dark platted hair and a bear skin. It was snowy and when Liz landed the ground she found she had a toboggan. The Shaman was making potions out of berries and things gathered from the woods, he said everything you need for healing is here in the woods. He showed Liz how to put her hands over the kidneys for healing. He was making a clear yellowish healing liquid from blossoms and showing Liz other things...

I started off watching men dressed in yellow mackintoshes and hats, a bit like fishermen, walking up a yellow slope which looked like cheese. Then they faded away and I saw a huge cat looking at a piece of cheese with a mouse the other side. The mouse went up to the cheese, ate a bit then gave the rest to the cat. Then I was in a factory watching men in white coats and hats stirring large containers full of yellow liquid and adding various ingredients then pouring them into channels which flowed out of the factory and into a stream which I followed. Either side were grassy banks with daffodils and the stream eventually flowed into a large pond which became yellow too but then cleared and some white ducks appeared on the pond and one by one they swam under the water and came back up yellow. They all then swam around the reflection of the sun and I got the impression something was flowing from the pond into the sun...

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

192nd Sitting 04/04/2019


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

I did the opening prayer at 7.45pm, turned out the light and put the music on.

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

After about 30 minutes Liz began to speak and I turned down the music...

‘I sense this big light coloured dog, beige colour, sort of a retriever, floppy ears. My mouth is watering like a dog’s, almost like he’s putting his paws on my lap, he’s quite big so his head is at the level of my head. His name is snowy or something... Feels like a Christmas present dog’

‘Got the name Suzy Lamplugh, someone that’s been in the papers, I may have just read the name in the papers. The name I associate with someone that was murdered, an estate agent I think, may have been something in the paper, it was a long time ago’

‘Got the name Derek... the name Fisher or fishing comes with it... or Fishguard... I’m being shown train timetables, tramlines. An impression of wooden clothes pegs, someone’s making wooden clothes pegs, just hammer and nails, a bench, just a feeling of someone with an apron on in a workshop with a bench, shoe polish, concerned with smartening up, keeping shoes shiny... got this sense of restricted breathing, someone had trouble breathing, don’t know if this is Derek?’

‘Keep getting that Suzy Lamplugh... posthumously’

‘Got a cod fish, fishing, that’s where Fisher came in maybe a fishing lake... It’s like being pushed, told if you would be fishers of men you have to pitch high, you have to go further, beyond the edges to link with the great sea, yes cod fish link with the sea not in a pool, not in a small pool. A small pool is our own limited consciousness, our own pool of memory, of the deep unconscious but the large sea is a universal larger consciousness system that encompasses all. I have to cast my rod out now but it’s not a question of casting a rod it’s a question of being a great open net, allowing the fish to swim in and the thing is you never know what you will catch, you just have to be prepared for wonders. Big fish, little fish, middle sized fish too. Sustainability, you don’t have to worry about sustainability in the larger sea, in the sea of consciousness everything is provided, nothing runs out. If you make that contact, if you fish in the larger sea you don’t have to worry about sustainability, the fish will keep coming’

‘I'm shown five gold rings’

Liz had to loosen the band holding the electrodes around her head as it was getting uncomfortable.

She asked me to turn the music up for a bit.

After about five minutes Liz continued...

‘Got this sense of a great bird flying away’

‘Got a Latin or Italian connection, might be a soldier, in a slightly netted outfit, I was aware of him earlier. Books, books around, bridges, aqueducts... I wonder if it’s anything to do with that bridge that collapsed?’

Me... ‘I was just thinking that as well, you’ve had that connection before’

‘A sense of unfinished business, consternation... seeing lots of long tables with paper spread out’

Me... ‘Can you see what’s on the paper?’

‘Got the feeling they are plans... something is brushed aside, there’s some frustration there, something was missed out... a speed boat... confabulation... people are counting or counterfeiting, like counterfeit... for some reason I’m being shown tulips, I have a black tulip which is a Dutch story of tulip growing, don’t know what the Dutch connection is? Could be saying the Dutch design is much better... or it will be much better, innovation, the cantilever’

The music CD ended.

‘Corruptible, corruption... translucent or it’s become translucent, it’s letting light through... I am not a crystal ball’

‘Got somebody with longish blonde hair, a man, looked old fashioned but with blonde hair, slightly curly but curled onto his shoulders and the name Jeremy, Jeremiah a scholar’

Me... ‘Have you got a surname at all?’

‘Sutton... I get a connection with money, gold coins... a custodian, maybe of a college. I have a feeling he’s making a tirade against warmongers. I've got 1841 but the clothes he’s wearing look more like 1741. A wife who’s a noble woman. The name Enid’

Liz felt ready to stop and I played a tune to help her feel back with it.

We then discussed our Rainbow Bridge Exercises...

Liz started off on a muddy flagstone path leading along the side of a deep wooded gully down to the sea. She could see a rainbow ahead and was going down steps wanting to get to sea level, at the level of the rainbow. She wanted to experience being down at the sea and feeling the presence of this rainbow that was touching the sea. Liz reached out to spirit and became aware of Father Christmas on a sledge coming towards her, almost like a Viking with long blondish white hair and a big beard. It was all about giving presents to children, making them happy. But it didn’t just stop at Christmas, Father Christmas put his sledge away and reaffirmed that there’s an endless giving of the gifts of the Earth and children should be the beneficiaries of all this giving, it delights them and that is a wonderful thing to bring delight into children’s lives. The gifts of light, the gifts of nature and the gifts of bounty are for every day, there are always gifts to be given. Our life should be a gift to others...

I started off floating above and watching a roundabout in a children’s playground going round and round, then I saw the swings swinging and sand being thrown about in the sand pit but I could see no children there. I then came to a busy road and landed on the pavement. I watched the cars go by but could see no people driving them, I couldn’t see anybody. I went into a newsagent to buy a magazine and heard a voice say £3.50 but could see anyone. I held out a fiver which was taken from me and change put back in my hand. Then I went back outside and looked through the magazine which had no pictures of people. I looked up and saw thousands of bright discs in the sky then floated up to them where I saw they were all connected to people down below who I could now see. I saw myself and realised I was now a bright disc connected to myself. I wanted to know what was beyond these bright discs and turned round to see a blob of light which got bigger and bigger engulfing everything, everything was now just light...

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