195th sitting 29/05/2019

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

I did the opening prayer at 8.10pm, turned out the light and put the music on.

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

After about 15 minutes Liz began to speak...

‘Just saw the face of Miss Morris my old French teacher, she had this cap on, almost like a milk maid’s cap. She was sitting there like a cat, sitting and watching... and purring. We used to call her Moggy, maybe that’s why I've got the sense of a cat’

‘Just felt as if someone was there standing over me’

Me... ‘Do you have a feeling of who that might be?’

‘No... get the name Gerard... that’s a French connection, someone I know that died, connected with Moggy’

‘Aspirations... house of spirits, I think they’re saying stay firm with your aspirations, to hold on. When you are working with spirit you have to trust. Put your hands and feet in Jesus, in Jesus’s hands and feet, identify with the larger spiritual being that you are... I can feel as if hands are twisting me, moulding me. It's like being a mermaid, amphibious, feels as if I’ve got this shower of long curls like ringlets, a mop of hair going right down my back, dark brown, gingery, cork screw type curls. Somebody quite fiery, somebody who wants to order, to change things, to influence people. A cartographer, like a dressmaker making plans, making maps’

I felt a cool breeze going over my left hand and the room now looked lighter to me.

‘Got the name Iris... and Stephen’

‘Feel as if I want to calculate something, I'm not comfortable with it’

I felt a light touch on the back of my left hand.

‘I feel as if I'm in France and it’s to do with the court, in the time of Louis, the time of the French Revolution. I'm not happy. I feel you have to rise above the turmoil that’s going on and all these material plans, all the fine dresses, all the plans and the measurements and the ordering involved in every day. You go through it but don’t get too caught up in it, it’s easy to be completely consumed by it but there are bigger things going on, things I don’t understand that I find disturbing and they don’t fit in with my calculations of a balanced life, a measured life. It's as if the carpet’s been pulled from under my feet, like being caught in a whirlwind. In this sort of climate of political, social turmoil it’s hard to find your bearings, that’s when I reached up and grasped the hand of God, it was a spiritual connection. I looked to the saints, I looked to the master. I held that hand firmly and that rescued me from going under. I urge you to do the same. There are times when that connection is difficult but it’s always there it just feels like a physical hand you can grasp. The connection is that tangible, make it tangible for many of us have learnt by trial and error but once that connection has been made and trusted and confirmed it’s like a rock-solid pillar of support. Feel that rock-solid pillar of support’

‘Think of the apple. The soft flesh can be eaten or can fall away but the hard core maintains the seeds out of which a whole new apple tree will grow. Feel the core in yourself, the strength of the core, a connection with light that will continue, that caries within it all the essence, all that is essential. The surrounding fruit is like fluff, the surrounding ego, the persona that carries you through the world, that will rot or disperse, eaten by worms but the solid core, the seeds will germinate and grow. Think of the trunk of that tree rooted in the earth, the leaves and branches grow into the sky bearing more fruit’

‘When you grasp the hand of spirit, you’ll allow a charge of light, an electrical current to flow through you. It will illuminate your path, it will facilitate your path, that will clarify, that will potentiate. Without that connection you are like a lamp that isn’t switched on. Every day make that connection and your day will light up with power and will facilitate the natural flow of inspiration and energy to enable you to fulfill your goal. That is the first requirement to connect’

‘I’ve got a gentleman, looks like a captain of a boat, a skipper, got a sort of round, jolly face and a captain’s hat. The face is changing, it’s morphing. He's looking out through a telescope, looking out for land, looking into the distance’

‘I think... I don’t know if it was my dad...’

‘I’m sensing quite a lot of people that are semi-transparent... Got the feeling of being in a tent, people are pushing me forward, it feels like the Arctic, a failed exposition, not wanting to be here anymore. A sense of giving up when you lose the connection, you rely on failing human resources, you need to look up, you need to look beyond. Failure isn’t failure, it’s just another lesson to be learnt and the lesson being to rely purely on human resources, limited resources, they doom you to failure. Limited resources by their nature are very limited but the energy of the universe is unlimited. The resources of the greater spirit, trapped in this incarnation. I loathe to say that but it’s true. Just underestimate the truth. If you put your faith in human resources solely you will be weakened by that when the cold winds bite and the ground falls away from beneath you. When disaster strikes reach out to the unlimited resource of the universe, the universal spirit, trust in the almighty power. Drink from the well because water will never fail to quench your thirst... I feel like Shackleton’

The music CD ended.

‘Thank you friends I think that’s enough for now, thank you for sharing...’

Me... ‘Thank you friends’

We then recalled our Rainbow Bridge Exercises...

Liz had just reached out to spirit to those who had recently died, wanting to make contact and merge with those friends. She felt as if a mist was coming towards her and felt that she should sit still and just let them come to her...

I started off looking at a tree full of birds. Then I walked towards it and merged with it becoming part of the tree, my arms were like branches and my leg like roots. I wanted to get a sensation of what it felt like to be a tree. I got the sense that although I couldn’t go anywhere it was still an enjoyable, fulfilling life experiencing the sun, the rain and the wind, feeling the roots bringing up the goodness from the soil. I also felt that the birds were a part of me and I could share their experiences when they flew off to different places. So, life was good as a tree...

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

194th Sitting 21/05/2019

We had the room setup as usual with Liz wired up to the Mind Mirror.

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 ten minutes Liz began to speak...

‘Got the name Joan... I’ve just seen Travis in my mind... get that feeling of being in a circus tent with a circus master taming the animals... the name David, Davey... that word corruptible again, corruptible... it’s like a great Grecian arena with columns and the sense of a game being played, a tournament and the protagonists are caught up in this, seeing from the outside, like all games it’s corruptible, it’s not to be taken too seriously but the circus master with his whip can keep order, dealing with savage animals, dealing with competitors who want to win, all playing their parts, their roles but detached from it, don’t take it too seriously. And their posturings and dramas in which people learn, ultimately humility because the puffed-up self-importance is very transitory, temporary state of being and the goals when they are achieved or lost don’t ultimately mean much, vanity of vanities. Observe and note but don’t get caught up’

Liz had a sensation as if someone was touching the back of her head.

Me... ‘Do you get a sense of who that might be?’

‘I was hoping that Inge might come through’

I saw a few flickery lights in the room then got the image of lots of green leaves around where Liz was sitting like an evergreen bush.

'I’ve got a sense of a school... earlier I thought the Joan I had was Joan Walsh, who was a headmistress of a school that my daughter went to when she was very young in London. The image of a school has come back again... She’s showing me the importance of order and organisation. Got this sense of the colour brown, it’s giving that strong earth connection in the sense of solidity, reliability, core values. When many children have turbulent lives with a lot of insecurity a well-run school can provide stability, solidity, a sense of security. I see all these cups and spoons; the children want to be fed at the most basic level. If that has been missing school can provide that and should provide that as more important than the reading and writing and other learning. It's that basic learning to trust in the provision of the basic appetites. Many children are malnourished, many children don’t have the security of safe play, protected space where their activities are preserved, regulated. A strong and secure sense of self needs to be developed in order for learning to be effective and to proceed for the child to grow and function efficiently in the world. To learn, to develop, this fundamental sense of order and security must be present otherwise the personality becomes like loose knitting and can unravel at the first snag, at the first pull, the first assault, the first difficulty. To develop that solid sense of self, continuity, trust, and a routine in basic needs being met provides a foundation on which the house can be built, the house of personality, the house of a strong ego which is essential to be able to survive the stresses and strains of adolescence, early adulthood. Many schools are failing the young children by not recognising the need for the fundamental security and the schools become a bedlam, chaotic and unregulated struggle for place, for attainment, without that foundation for the children will come asunder, will fail, will not thrive. A good primary school needs to be like a second home, a real home, a place where the child can feel assured and relaxed and comfortable, where they know that their needs will be met’

‘Being shown the Corinthians... though you speak with the voice of angels and have not charity, the sounds as tinkling brass, charity, love... that is the secret ingredient in all good education. Without the presence of love in the schools the lessons to be learnt are tinkling brass, hollow’

‘Somebody was saying elocution earlier, elocution, I'm being given that tongue twister, red leather yellow leather red leather yellow leather... to be able to enunciate clearly, to be able to speak clearly. I felt I was being urged to be more eloquent. When you consider even the small bird from its tiny throat can emit such a penetrating call that reverberates’

‘I have Alan... seems to come with what looks like football gear, stripy, yellow and black or is it yellow and red?’

‘I’ve got a little girl with golden curls, she must be about 7 or 8, maybe younger, she’s tall. I feel a touch on my hair, she’s got a dolly, she’s quite serious. Claire... 

Me... ‘Has she got a message?’

‘I think she feels a bit lost; I think she wants to go home; she’s waiting for someone to find her’

Me... ‘Can she see any light?’

‘I think she knows someone’s coming. I'm seeing little lambs. I think she can see someone, a lady... I think her grandma has got her’

I felt something cold and tingly on my left leg.

‘I’ve got the name Michael... Michael is writing SOS, save our souls, he’s talking about children, there are lots of children who need support. I see the organisations like the NSF, many displaced children, Pestalozzi Villages helped... it seems there’s a lot of concern in spirit for the children who are not getting secure foundations at present in the world through many different problem areas, through war, famine, neglect, ignorance, poor social management, bad policies... welfare of children must be prioritised because they are the future of the human race... feed my lambs, that’s a message that’s being reiterated. And this food is the basic physical food as well as the spiritual food. The physical needs must be met for the child to survive as a strong individual in the world’

The music CD ended.

‘I’m seeing a picture of a bird’s nest and how you see that the mother and father bird instinctively spend all their time feeding their chicks till they are strong enough and developed enough to fledge, to leave the nest, and to begin to live independently’

‘I’m being shown armour plating, again going back to the Olympians in Greece, the competitors in the arena, the sports, the game playing and this is a problem that we are so caught up in this competitive society and the game of earning a living, the cut throat living of daily life, that we neglect the basics, neglect to build on that fundamental need for security, for constancy, for nourishment, for love. Too many people are caught up in the rat race, the competitive society and the job market and the thrust for ever newer distractions, possessions, cloths, pursuits, having got away from the very simple basic requirements for the foundation of a secure personality, a secure and happy life. The fireside hearth, the stories around the hearth, the warm soups, the nourishment of the secure and stable home’

Liz got an image of someone who looked like Barry Humphreys.

Liz thanked everyone for coming and I played a tune to help her feel back with it.

We then recalled our Rainbow Bridge Exercises...

Liz was walking across a rainbow bridge. It started off as a curve like a rainbow then became a long straight bridge. It went on further through a white mist mingling with other people but Liz couldn’t remember any more...

I started off walking along Eastbourne seafront. There were many other people about, some cycling, some on skate boards, some walking dogs, all happy and smiling. To my right was the sea with the waves coming up and down the beach and as they drew back, I felt a pulling towards the sea. I stopped and faced the sea and felt myself being pulled into it and started swimming towards a large dome of white light and I saw that others were doing this also. We all came to an island where this dome of white light was and walked up to it. It wasn’t a physical building just a white dome of light like mist and we all walked into it. In the centre was a thread reaching up into the sky made up of thousands of smaller threads and I walked into it becoming one of the threads. I looked up and it seemed to be never ending and I felt myself as a single thread but also a part of all the individual threads at the same time...

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