116th Sitting 31/08/2016

We had the room setup as usual.

I did the opening prayer at 8.35pm, turned out the light and put the first tune on.

We did the Rainbow Bridge visualization exercise…

Liz started off by a river with a red brick humpback bridge to her left. It was all very simple like a nursery rhyme, blue sky with clouds, sheep going over the bridge and green meadows either side of the river. Liz walked over the bridge and the bricks felt warm. She felt very close with nature. Then it morphed into a bridge with iron bars up it like a grid cut off from the river, hemmed into the bridge. There were cars going over it and felt a bit like London, very busy and lots of people. The bridge kept morphing between being the metal bridge and the red brick bridge. Then some black and white swallows flew past and Liz followed them to the other side where they turned into monks with black and white gowns. They were leading people working the land in spiritual communities with complete harmony and contact with nature. The swallows build their nests in cliffs, eves or wherever, nature provides for them and Liz felt a sense of freedom and the importance of living within a community in touch with natural things. She felt that this technical age we now have has cut us off from nature. It’s now all greed and wanting more. The simplicity of life, working with nature, felt very important to Liz. She asked how do we get back to that and felt it was important that we should do whatever we can to re-establish it somehow within our life and it was still possible to do that…

I started off standing next to a swimming pool and felt like I was a child. I had an inflatable rubber ring on and arm bands. I was afraid to jump into the water, it felt like my first time and people were in the pool encouraging me to jump saying there was nothing to fear. Eventually I plucked up the courage to jump in and as I did so I turned into a dolphin and found I could swim really well. All the other people in the pool were also now dolphins and we were all swimming together in what had changed into the sea. We swam down to the sea bed and found a treasure chest which I opened with my beak to reveal hundreds of gold coins that glistened in the sun shining through the water. At first I thought this was a great find then it dawned on me that this was worth nothing compared to being able to lose the fear of water. Losing any fear seemed much more valuable to me now than monetary wealth so I put the lid down and swam with the other dolphins back to the surface. I looked up and saw seagulls flying and thought they too had lost a fear when they took their first flight and how precious that must be to them. I felt that losing fears made you want to help others and not to just think of yourself. The sea was now a swimming pool again and we had changed back to people. There was another child standing at the edge afraid to jump in so I joined the others encouraging him to jump and the whole process started over again…

I put the music back on and we continued the session.

I started to see bright blobs coming and going in front of me. I tried to become one with a blob and it got brighter. For about one minute I felt like I was floating and then it faded.

Liz began to speak…

‘I’ve got seven times seven over seven... Connection with Sphynx or Lynx... Take some steps…’

‘I’m looking at a landscape with a large lake in the middle, park land… It’s like I’m looking at it from above, from high up’

The music ended and Liz continued…

‘I’ve got the name Keith and a feeling there’s some people I haven’t got hold of but they came showing themselves briefly and then it’s like in a dream and they’ve gone again… I’m looking into this large lake like in America, looking from above, parkland… I’ve got the name Jeanie; I’m seeing a pewter tankard… I’m looking at the early people that landed, the Puritans that landed in America, dressed like that… moose’

‘I had a fleeting glimpse of an Indian village, reservation, ziadean, pollution of the rivers, countdown, terrible crisis, can’t go fishing, it’s like a yellow river, stevedore’

‘I’m looking at some writing like hairline scribbles, like hieroglyphics, writing on clay’

‘I’ve got the name Hephzibah… I have El Al Israeli Airlines’

‘I hear something musical… xylophone’

‘I have the waves of the sea, it is a forgiving sea, all the iniquities, the waves cancel them out, absorbed into the great sea of being, waves’

‘I am learning a new language, a universal language… Christmas’

‘I have this picture of all these ladies in headscarves like back in the war, in the factories, it’s like they are all pulling a rope, all tugging together, all joining forces, tug of war, but there’s great comradery’

‘Names, Edith, Natalie’

‘A positive outcome from the war was the mobilization of feminine power, of the women pulling together and we need that to restore the balance… that’s Hephzibah… I have a very beautiful woman looking into the future, over the horizon, a distant view, long term view of the renewal of the washing of the Earth. Women are washing away the tenebras, the shadows, the sins, sins of the fathers’

‘Daisy, what does Daisy say, she says do it, I think she’s talking about loving deeds. There is one never ending perpetual night, give me a thousand kisses’

‘Yes I think there’s a lot to be said for free swallows and dolphins. They’re the creatures that are attuned to the Earth energies, working in harmony with the natural environment’

‘I have a lot of women tonight and they wish to get their message across… it’s good to pull together and to be strong, to be in harmony as in the music of an orchestra, resonate, resonance, and we can overcome all the adversity by being in tune and attuned with each other, our lives in love and harmony, in the paradoxical fight for peace’

‘Have you got anything you would like to ask?’

Me… ‘I’ve got a question… Where do our thoughts come from?’

‘All our thoughts are in the mind of God, in the greater mind. Our thoughts are self-generated; the self is larger than the individual self so our thinking is within the larger mind, self-generating. When we become fully conscious of our thinking we can add to the pool of thought, the thinking becomes conscious and more original but for the majority the thinking is derived from the pool of thought, reiterative, the thought is common property of many minds interlinked’

Me… ‘So do we pick up thoughts from other people both from this side and those who have passed on?’

‘Yes, the more original thought, the more conscious thinking leaves a strong mark and modifies. The thinking leaves a deeper more inspirational type of impression and so will last longer and have greater power for influencing and for a deeper thinker, someone who is consciously thinking but the impressions of the group thinking will just drift, a bit like people being immersed in the sea, in the water that’s washing through them and thoughts drift in and out without them evaluating or causing much change or leaving a strong impression but the strong thoughts can shape thought form and the paradigms of the world reshape’

Me… ‘Sometimes I’m aware of… it’s almost like I’m hearing words in my head, sometimes it’s my name being called or just random words. I can never reply to them or get anything from them it’s just words and that’s as far as it goes. It’s not like it’s a start of a conversation or anything. I wonder sometimes if it’s coming from some other intelligence or if I’m just picking up random words in the atmosphere’

‘Sometimes it can be your own larger self drawing your attention to your inner being, to your larger self, attracting your attention with a word, a little bit like a flag. That larger self may also be in touch with other loved ones, beings who may be thinking of you, resonating with you and you capture the calling of your name. Could be somebody incarnate or discarnate but to discern whether this is from the person alive or dead or just your own larger self alerting you the distinctions are small and at a higher level there is a blurring of the boundaries between the individual and the larger whole. So to determine at what level you’re receiving information you yourself can determine by becoming more aware, more conscious, but to take these things quite lightly, not to put too much certainty on these phenomena. If they are helpful to you, if they help you to feel connected that’s good but unless there is some particular beneficial message not to put too much weight on them’

‘Edgar Cayce is reported to have said if these things helped to make you a better husband or wife, father or son, mother or daughter or neighbour all well and good, go with them but if not leave them alone. We hope with growing awareness to be able to bridge the gap in understanding these things because there is a yearning for knowledge, for truth, for understanding, for information, for greater consciousness and this longing evokes a response in the greater self, so this request for greater understanding will be fulfilled. Slowly you grow towards, we grow towards enlightenment. It seems a painfully slow process but the lid can be lifted quite suddenly sometimes but to walk in faith in darkness with the certainty that the light will be switched on, that the light will come, that you will immerge into the light and that’s what we’re doing, we’re all to a certain extent walking in the darkness but with that faith, certainty and hope that sooner or later the mist will clear and we will see clearly and these little glimmerings, these voices, these little signs, they’re there to help keep alive the faith, the confidence, they’re the glimmerings. So treasure them but recognise that they are just the crumbs to keep you hungry, to keep you seeking, to keep you open and ready for the full feast, but the human mind because it’s so full of derivative thought and noise and clutter, semi-conscious, it’s very difficult to get a clear message or a clear thought form through. They vanish like dreams quite often because the noise drowns them out or the mind ignores them because it’s just listening to the background chatter. So the genuine focused thought that is being directed specifically for you may get swallowed up in a distracted mind, in your mind when it is distracted by the ambient noise levels, but sometimes it can leave it’s trail, leave a mark and when your mind is quite still or more attentive to those shooting stars of thoughts it will see the trace, it will pick it up, may even realise it’s a shooting star thought and see its colours, see its shape before it disappears and the burning impression of it may be strong enough so that you can read the message but that’s what we are doing now, we’re trying to train ourselves to be receptive to those messages, to that information, being very still and allowing. It has a similar quality to finding a quiet spot where there’s no light pollution and watching the sky for shooting stars. You have to keep focused in a wide scanning way because the shooting star can come from almost any direction. So it’s like a vacant but attentive scanning of the sky of the mind so that when the thought form appears it can be recognised, perceived and held long enough in that quite attentive space for it to unload its message, to reveal its meaning but sometimes it is too fast and disappears. That’s why it’s important to allow the opportunity like now for silent spacious attention’

‘I’m just getting it’s easy to pull the wool over your eyes with a cat’s cradle of mixed thoughts, threads, slightly tangled or maybe with a pattern that wasn’t quite intended but the burning meteor of a clear and lucid thought is often of a different quality like a burning coal it’ll leave its mark but just be patient. The work’s only beginning, just beginning, it’s a training and you are both being trained, you are training yourselves’

‘I get the sense we’ve got many with us who are delighted, who want to share this common delight with us, this community of seekers, of beings wanting enlightenment and the joy of communication. I sense their joy and gratitude and love to share and welcome fellow travellers. It’s those who wish to hold the flaming meteor of truth, we’re part of the diamond brand’

‘I have Hephzibah still but will say thank you to Hephzibah and all the truth seekers, the whole diamond, the brace of diamonds and to thank you all and thank you for your patience and thank us for our patience… I’ll say over and out now and God bless you all’

I put the music on for a while as Liz came fully back with it.

She had a strong feeling of Hephzibah Menuhin.

I’d had a vision of something connecting me to Liz at floor level. It was a bit like a shining oblong section metal rod. I felt myself sinking down and as I did so the rod became very bright as if reflecting the sun from above.

Once Liz was feeling fully back with it I did the healing exercise, closing prayer and our closing down exercise…

We are now taking a break and will resume sitting at the beginning of October...

115th Sitting 10/08/2016

We had the room setup as usual.

I did the opening prayer at 8.50pm, turned out the light and put the first tune on.

We did the Rainbow Bridge Visualisation Exercise…

Liz found herself in a tropical jungle, in a clearing with vines and creepers all around and a deep dark pool with water falls and springs flowing into it, a beautiful place and the pool was reflecting the stars in the night sky. Liz was aware of a little Indian girl with her, holding her hand, and Liz was superimposed on her, she saw her face on the girl’s face. Liz felt this was a very sacred space with a connection to another layer, another world. She felt there were lots of other beings in the clearing. Liz and the girl then began to climb a creeper into the trees up to the canopy way above looking down. The pool looked just like an eye and the girl who had now changed into an adult woman said it was to do with perspective. They were now seeing things at another level, the pool had been a vortex of energy for connecting with this other level but now they were in that other level and things seemed vaster and freer. They were waiting and Liz wondered what they were waiting for and then this space started changing and creating itself into a large dome or temple, a golden space around them. It was a learning space and they were creating it somehow…

I started off as part of a ring of dancers all holding hands. We were all coming together and then expanding back into a circle and each time we did this the circle got bigger as more dancers joined it. The circle continued to get bigger and bigger until it encircled the whole Earth. We all seemed to be floating a few feet from the surface still holding hands in this giant circle. I then noticed lots of what looked like volcanos forming on the surface of the Earth and they all started to erupt sending steam into the air. This continued for a while and then the volcanos disappeared and were replaced by flat fields of grass. I asked what had happened and was told that we were a healing circle for the Earth and had helped it release the pressure built up in it. This pressure had been created by us the human race as we continued to live with fear and negativity. We needed to live more with love and positivity to create more harmony in the Earth. The human race was influenced by both negativity and positivity and the balance could go either way so it was important that we all learn to live a more positive, loving life caring for others and the Earth…

I put the music back on and we continued our session…

The atmosphere started to look a deep purple colour to me.

I felt pressure on my forehead and right ear.

My knees became very cold.

I got a fleeting image of an old lady throwing seed on the ground for the birds.

The music CD finished and Liz began to speak…

‘I’ve got ladybird… Ladybird books…’

Then Liz fell asleep for about 20 minutes.

When she woke up she immediately started talking again…

‘I see cherries, cherry tree… They’re taking me back to Oxted, Mr Reuter-Callard, he was there at the beginning, a teacher at school… thank you… wheels within wheels… a connection showing the tenacity of these connections, of the links that we have with each other, but even with that old person and the young person, teacher and pupil, those connections endure and sometimes it’s the teacher that learns from the pupil’

‘I seem to be being shown something solid… it’s almost like our connection with everything, almost like a solid, a multidimensional, past, present, future… it’s like a solid… I think that’s too simplistic, something to do with the nature of reality, how it is, but it’s trying to describe something that’s outside our three dimensional construct... That might have been Mr Reuter-Callard who was a physicist’

‘There’s a sense that we’re very blessed with our perceived world, our experience of nature, of reality, it’s like a picture that we have, so clear and sharp and focused. It’s a very wonderful experience; it’s worth realizing how we should treasure it. It’s almost like I’m seeing our picture juxtaposed on the solid that’s so dense, so intricate. Our three dimensional reality, our picture is so tranquil, it’s like a photograph, a glimpse, a snapshot’

‘If you imagine being on the inside of a diamond, something dense and solid and dark because it’s so dense it’s almost impossible to see, to perceive, and then imagine you are able to take a snapshot of just a section through that and it lights up and it’s what we see, our world, that’s our world in all its intricacy and beauty before the lights go out again’

‘I think someone is trying to get something across but it’s not a very easy concept… I’m reminded of the very simplistic ways people used to understand our reality, our world, that it was supported on the backs of elephants… but then what was supporting the elephants? The fact is that there’s a long way to go still to understand the nature of reality and it’s still beyond comprehension even on the other side’

‘I have the name Sarah Jane; have the sense of a birthday party, children’s birthday party’

‘I get the feeling of this very rich sea but a confusion of so many associations, connections, almost mind boggling and can be lost in it without a sense of perspective, floundering, drowning in this rich sea of experience but the opportunity here in this reality facing a still picture, a very calm and focused appraisal of the sensory experience. A picture like a painting, a snapshot is such a blessing and I feel it’s like being urged to contemplate what we see, what we feel, what we picture, that presents itself to us of our world, our nature, to enjoy, to appreciate because this gift of such a slowed down still scene. It’s almost like an oasis of calm in a reality that can be like a maelstrom, like a storm, like a tempest, unimaginable depth and confusions, hold on to this rare opportunity. Living the experience of an incarnation on Earth is like a coming into an oasis of calm, a tranquil place compared with the seething power of the universe outside reality. Take this opportunity, drink deep of the well of life, from the oasis of calm. If you drink deep enough from the well of life here, that will sustain you when you enter into the larger universe, into the seething universe of infinite possibilities. It will help to stabilise you, to anchor you, to sustain you but don’t waste the opportunity, cherish the gift of incarnation… that’s all’

I played a tune to help Liz come back.

She got… ‘Kilda, St Kilda’ as she came back.

I did the healing exercise, closing prayer and our closing down exercise…

114th Sitting 03/08/2016

We had the room setup as usual but we now have a wooden table replacing the plastic one.

We sat half hour later than usual this week and I did the opening prayer at 9.05pm, turned out the light and put the first tune on.

We did the rainbow bridge visualisation exercise…

Liz found herself on a strand of hard sand with snaking sea water like an estuary. She was walking on the sand towards a Spanish galleon and as she got closer she saw lots of brightly coloured people on board, almost like Mother Hubbard’s Shoe. Liz went on board with them and they changed into a sort of drawing that was drawing itself, a very free-form flow like Felix Topolski used to do. It was as if Liz was looking at some of his drawings. Liz also felt she was still walking on the sand watching this boat keep disappearing into this drawing, like a Chinese drawing. She realised it was a bit like watching footsteps disappearing in the sand, the insubstantiality of things. It reminded her of dreams and one of the exercises of preparing to have lucid dreams. Then suddenly it was like she was looking at Nell Gwynn in a play with a basket of oranges back in Elizabethan times and it struck her the significance of oranges if you’re going on a long voyage in a galleon, they’d discovered that you needed oranges to prevent scurvy and keep healthy. Then she saw tomatoes, squashes and various fruit and veg that have vitamin C. Liz had the feeling that the message was if you’re going on this long journey into altered conscious states or lucid dreaming you’re going on a consciousness voyage into new unchartered territory and you have to be healthy, you have to prepare yourself…   

I started off on top of a huge slide so I slid down it and then realised I was sliding down the trunk of a giant elephant. When I got to the bottom I just sat there as the elephant walked slowly along a pathway lined with trees. Then a giant gorilla came out from the trees and picked me up in its hand, a bit like the film King Kong, and I was carried along the path until the gorilla stopped at a tall tree and deposited me on the top. I was wondering how I would get down when a giant heron flew down and picked me up in its foot then flew high into the sky. I noticed it had a blanket hanging from its beak with something in it. Then we started to descend towards a grassy field full of yellow flowers next to a lake. The heron let me go on the grass and gently placed the blanket by the side of the lake and I saw it had a baby in it and there were more babies in a line on blankets beside the lake. The heron then took off leaving me with all these babies that were crying out. Then an old lady appeared and tended to the babies so I asked her where I was. She told me I was at the start of a journey for all these babies and I was also starting this journey. She said that on this journey I was going to see and experience new things, it would be something to enjoy and not the force it, just let it happen naturally, there was no rush…

Interestingly we had both been at the start of an unchartered journey to experience new things this week.

I put the music back on and we continued the session…

The room soon started to flicker and looked wavy to me.

I felt pressure around my right ear.

Then I started to see bright blobs coming and going in front of me.

I tried to become one with a blob and felt it draw closer to me. I sensed a person in a purple hooded robe in front of me and they put their hands on my head. I tried to see a face but saw several different faces that kept changing. My arms started to feel fuzzy and then I fell asleep.

Liz also fell asleep about this time and we both woke up just before the music CD finished playing.

Neither of us brought back any dream experiences and Liz took a while to realise were she was.

The music stopped playing and Liz began to speak…

‘I have an image of a starfish… Doreen or Dorothy… I seem to be looking at these fine spider webs but they’re plants and flower heads, like May blossom, intricate, grasses’

‘I’ve got Pegasus, flying horse’

‘I’ve got an image of a doily, a lace mat, table mat… Carol Clarke, the name of my Dad’s secretary… I have the sense of thick brown fur like a coat or a blanket… It’s taken me somehow to Regents Park so I’m in London, Bakers Street, the Planetarium, Madame Tussauds… Victoria and Albert museum, I think that was where Carol Clark took me. I’m coming back to embroidered hankies, very Victorian, intricate lace work. I think Carols wearing black, maybe it’s her own funeral or someone else’s funeral. I’d like to ask her what conditions she’s in now, just seem to be getting images of London, old red busses, these are memories Carol, so where are you now? Corinthians, speak with the tongues of angels but have not love, then it becomes a tinkling brass, faith hope and charity and the greatest of these is charity. I think Carol is thinking about love. I think she’s recognised the value of love. I wonder have you found love where you are now? I get the sense there’s a lot of love where she is now. She didn’t get to experience it before but her connection with me was a loving one. I think there was a difference between the artefacts and the woven doily, the objects and living things, natural world, flowers, intricate nature of the real blossoms, nature in the raw and the fine art fineries, manmade objects which are beautiful but they lack the vibrancy of the natural world and that’s become very alive in this new place. The values of living, that thick fur, textures. One can be too refined, too cultured, too caught up in the artificial world of man’s creation and overlook the delights of nature in the raw, of natural objects’

It now seemed like Carol had taken over and was speaking…

‘I would say that some have to pass over the threshold into a new life to appreciate the natural physical world. Seems paradoxical to leave the world in order to appreciate it but it’s come alive for me and the meaning of the poems, now it’s living in singing truth. I know what the love is now, I can feel the love force but it’s a wonder to me that the civilization being civilized can kill the natural appreciation, the real love that our society, our education, our values swart love, love of the living thing so it becomes less, too much fascination with artefacts in civilisation. I would say learn to fly, learn to sing, learn to love and unlearn all the rest. I’m sitting in a deckchair in the sun, just sunning myself. Now I can feel the sun, gentle, it’s like I’m on holiday. When I say holiday I mean holy day, my holiday is a holy day. So where I am I would say is a blessed place, a place of love and relaxation. I’m extremely happy in a way I didn’t know before or perhaps I always knew but it was hidden by the lace curtains, fascination with lace’

Liz then got the name Templeton or Temple Bar, London.

Carol continued…

‘We have places and times overlapping and I have the sense of this layered reality like layers of a sandwich, like looking through different layers of  tissue of grease proof paper, you can see the one though the other, it’s difficult to see which one you’re actually looking at and then there’s a sense of being pulled away, flowing away. It’s very hard to fix your view, your viewpoint. There’s a sense of freedom, travel, roaming, it’s like being a bird’

Liz got the name Diane, the Lion, Witch and the Wardrobe, Narnia.

Liz saw some words written on a slate…

‘I cry every morning, I water the world with my tears, charming the face of the lambkins, grey now with fears, startled by all around me, all is not as it appears’

Liz then got…

‘Droyless and Cressida were my allies, am I Sofraces?’

Carol continued…

‘I have an answer, we’ve all been each other, we’ve all been writing this great parody. You don’t have to worry who you are; you can be whoever you are, whoever you want, whoever you were, whoever you will be. You are who I am; I am who you are… Great scholars and thinkers alike puzzle at the edge of the abyss and then fall in. Puzzle not, jump feet first, we’re all fit for fun, we’re all suited to delight’

Liz felt Carol was dropping her lots of words, golden nuggets for her little nut tree.

Carol continued…

‘Is there anything you’d like to ask before we finish?’

Me… ‘When we try and think about the non-physical reality it’s very difficult to understand it because we have to think of it in terms of what we understand, i.e. the physical reality. I just wondered if there’s any easier way of understanding the non-physical reality without using physical objects to describe it’

‘Taste and see, enter into the experience, allow, allow yourself to swim in the sensations and the experience, the feeling of it, the quality. Goodness doesn’t have a form or a shape, these are qualities, these are feelings, they’re not fixed in a sense of a rock or a brick or a hat which is a shape and a form and an object you recognise but you say kindness, warmth, mercurial, shimmering, these are the sensory qualities. Do you understand what I’m saying?’

Me… ‘Yes that makes sense’

‘By these things you can know the shape and the sense of a non-physical reality without it being in bricks and mortar and then when you sense qualities, beauty for example, you can build up around it objects that you find beautiful but they have in common a quality of beauty. Beauty could be the face of a person you love, could be the wing of a bird, a feather, could be a rose, could be the Taj Mahal, a stain glass window, all these things may seem beautiful, have a quality of beauty. They all have a feeling about them that makes you think they’re beautiful but you could transpose a black bird’s egg for a diamond and still have beauty. The egg can smash, the diamond can be ground to powder but you still have the memory of beauty, it can’t disappear, it’s a constant throughout its changing forms. So in the non-physical reality it’s understood more, the nature of the impermanent objects that we regard as physical, the qualities speak more and have the lasting edge, they’re the more fundamental, it’s understood. So if you have appreciated the qualities of beauty, love, tenderness, clarity, the physical reality, or the objects you create in your whatever reality will contain, will resonate with those feelings. If the qualities you experience are depression, dismalness, disgust, distain, dislike, hatred, irritation, the objects that are created for you to manifest your reality will resonate with these feelings, sharp, jagged, ugly, dull, but all those objects are only transitory appearances of the underlying quality. So you will appreciate the non-physical reality according to the qualities that you appreciate, the qualities that you are able to attune to, those that you feel and those would describe for you a reality but it’s only a description of these qualities that you are resonating with but it’s all transitory, you can change it. So your question was how can you appreciate a non-physical reality without trying to make it concrete. The answer is you do appreciate it but it’s a natural tendency to try and make it concrete but the concreteness that you make it will be out of the qualities that you have appreciated and sensed. So your non-physical reality is with you all the time but you just need to tune in to what it is you’re sensing and feel more aware. To be aware of the qualities that you’re sensing in yourself, in your inner life and they underpin both your physical and your non-physical realities because he will see a beautiful world in this Earth of yours, of ours, or he will see a dreary, woebegone, hateful world, but it’s all one world… Does that answer make sense to you?’

Me… ‘Perfect sense yes, makes me think about it in a different way, thank you for that’

Liz was now back in control…

‘Perhaps we should finish now and thank Carol for sharing and we send our love and where you are is a good place I can tell, God bless you, thank you, thank you for your presence on Earth and for your contact, treasured memories we both shared and send my love to dad, the scribe’

I put the music on for a while as Liz came fully back with it.

She got the Courtauld Institute of Art and the Huguenots as she came back.

I did the healing exercise, closing prayer and our closing down exercise…

113th Sitting 27/07/2016

We had the room set up as usual but now have the addition of two pine wardrobes at the far end of the room after asking the team if that would be okay at the last MLC on 22/07/2016.

I had my chair between these wardrobes.

I did the opening prayer at 8.40pm, turned out the light and put the first tune on.

We did the Rainbow Bridge visualisation exercise…

Liz started off by an enormous water fall coming down tiers of rocks with rainbows in it. Fairies, elves and nature spirits were playing in it and Liz wanted to join them as it felt so happy. She asked them where they came from, who created them. They pointed towards the sun and Liz saw a great sun being, a yellow presence like an angel with large sleeves enfolding all of us and then this sun being became an enormous sheet spread out and Liz was shown how every layer of reality was like a sheet. She was shown the owls and the owl reality had its own sheet and the oak trees had their own sheet. Liz asked if human beings also had their own sheet and the reply was yes they have their own sheet but these sheets intermingled. Liz saw it like different parts of an orchestra, all the instruments had their different musical score but they all came together to form this one music. It was like all these separate sheets on which each different species was inscribed or created were also all interacting but over and above it all were all the colours of light that came together to make white light. Liz was shown that at the higher level in the white light you can be aware of all the other colours of the spectrum and can enter into each one but at the same time maintaining the awareness of the whole of the white light that unites everything whereas where we are, we inhabit one level and it’s very hard for us to see the other levels, the other sheets…

I started off with a wire fence in front of me. I wanted to go through it but couldn’t think how. Then when I touched it it felt very soft and fragile, I found I could pull it apart and make a doorway. I then felt a bit fearful of going through it as it was pitch black on the other side but built up the courage and jumped through. I then found myself plummeting downwards and below me I saw clusters of light like looking down on cities from an airplane at night. I was heading towards one of these light clusters and when I landed I saw that the lights were candles. They were being held by people in long dark hooded robes who were slowly walking around me in a circle. I held my arms out each side of me and saw silvery threads coming off my fingers and connecting to each person. I had to turn round with then to prevent the threads getting tangled up. Then these people all turned into American Indians and were dancing around me as everything became lighter and they blew out the candles. Then they changed again into morris dancers and then into ballet dancers and finally into human butterflies. They took off into the sky taking me with then until we reached the hole I had made in the fence. I went back through it and was welcomed back by a group of people some of which I recognised as friends and family who had died…

I put the music back on and we continued our session.

It soon started to look flickery in the room to me, it was darker to my right and I felt pressure on my forehead and right ear.

I started to see bright blobs coming and going in front of me and decided to try and become one with the bright blob and as I did so it seemed to come closed and appeared to have arms that were outstretched to me and held my hands. I felt a wonderful feeling of love and just felt very happy and appreciative to be in this place and able to sit in these séances like this. I could just make out a human form in the blob which reminded me of Ghandi and after about a minute I asked it to go over to the other side of the room and hold Liz’s hands which it did. Then it moved to the centre of the room and the form within it seemed to be looking at both me and Liz at the same time.

After a few minutes Liz started to speak…

‘Teresa, Teresa… lots of messages… alderman, messages from the aldermen… something to do with create space and that reminds me of the Amazon self-publishing’

‘I seem to be looking at the folds of a large dragon’

‘Naomi, Higgins, Felix, William… I think they’re just introducing themselves; it’s like a community, a congregation. I’m asking is there a speaker or a priest…’

‘It’s Roger… I’ve got the name Pettigrew, just got a sense of smooth pebbles, I’m just asking if Roger is going to talk, what’s the subject?’

‘Smooth surface like well-worn pebbles, all the edges smoothed… smoothing away, well-worn. I get the feeling that it’s to do with the purpose of our… we’re becoming like smooth well rounded pebbles worn by all our experiences so we’re perfectly smooth, no harsh, sharp edges. Ultimately all those well rounded pebbles become like the grains of sand, become uniform, dissolve. So the nature of reality, it’s a little bit like melting the icebergs back to water, back to the medium that they grew out of… does the pebble mind disappearing? No, it rediscovers its true nature. It can be both the infinite and the infinitesimal; it can be both the pebble and the sand. It’s this ability to transform, to live, to be both one and many. It starts with shifting position, shifting centres and each pebble has its centre of gravity. It can shift into another centre of gravity, that’s the first step to transpose the being into another, shift perspective, to be able to simultaneously experience different states of being, different realities. Start by shifting the centre of gravity, slipping sideways, falling. You do that when you fall asleep and you can do that consciously. This is for those who wish to know the truth, one of the ways… The pebbles on the beach and the precious gem stones on the neckless, circle of stones, string of stones, pebbles like stepping stones, being like a neckless the beginning and ending coming together, all is one… it’s Clive telling me this…’

‘To pass through the halls of mirrors into the full mansion, that exploration into infinity, we each have our unique and precious place and our part to play in the harmony of the whole. I have the word heart, the heart of creation, it’s a name, heart, the opening of the heart, open your hearts’

‘I’ve got William and Leslie’

‘There’s just the final word… how beautiful are the feet of those who tread the path of the lord. Feed my sheep… That will be all for now’

‘I get the feeling that the food is ambrosia and it’s the nectar of truth’

The music had finished and Liz asked me to put a tune back on while she came back with it.

She continued…

‘I’m still getting all these names… Silvia, Terrance… I just feel like there’s a community around, wonderful people, soul mates. Look forward to being with them and spending time with them. Privileged to be in their presence, so good to know they are there’

‘Got the name Sheila, she’s staying in contact, something to do with Sophie’s sister; perhaps her sister will need a helping hand?’

Liz came back with it.

She had been in a sort of parallel state. She didn’t go to sleep but it was like she was coming out of sleep, coming back as if she had fallen sideways, a strange sensation to start with.

I remained awake but my thoughts had momentarily drifted into dreams at times.

I did the healing exercise, closing prayer and our closing down exercise…

112th Sitting 13/07/2016

We had the room setup as usual.

I did the opening prayer at 8.40pm turned out the light and put the first tune on.

We did the Rainbow Bridge visualisation exercise.

Liz found herself by a little stream and there were children paddling and playing with coloured stones and gems. She was with them holding onto some of these stones and suddenly realised the nature of the colours in the stones, it was like a code, they were inherent in everything, the same sequence of colours like a repeating pattern, a key that was in all phenomena. It was like suddenly she saw the mathematics behind everything, behind the children and the stream, it was like a dream reality, insubstantial, held together by a mathematical code, an algorithm that was repeated in everything. Liz felt the weight of it, the connections; it was both very light and insubstantial but terrifying in some way. She wanted to close her eyes and sleep on it then found herself in darkness. She could shut it out but knew that the multiple realities were there and she could open her eyes again and then the children were there with bubbles, all the colours had turned into bubbles that were growing and breaking. The whole universe was like a great bubble; it appeared in all its intricate colours and forms and then disappeared again. Liz wanted to go back into the darkness to contemplate, to just be with the underlying reality in the darkness. She felt this tiny thread appearing like a spiral and it seemed to turn round and round and become more intricate, this thread was leading to everything again. Liz realised she could open her eyes and make anything appear like a kaleidoscope, any phenomenal shape or dimensional reality. She could close her eyes again and open them to bring another one into being. They were all there according to what Liz was looking at and she could also cut them out by going to sleep. It was like a sleeping and awakening, it was a troubling existential experience of realising she didn’t know anything somehow, it was all too much, she wanted to sleep on it but it was all still there to ponder on, she could create or uncreate it at will…    

I started off in a children’s playground and decided to go on the roundabout so pushed it round and sat on it looking out at everything spinning past as I went round and round forming a blurry repeating pattern which became quite hypnotic and almost like I was seeing a different reality or looking at this reality in a different way. Then somebody stopped the roundabout, helped me off and walked with me out of the playground. I couldn’t see who it was but had a feeling they were in hooded robes. As we walked we seemed to get bigger, taller and when I looked down it was like a model village beneath me. We kept growing until eventually the Earth was the size of a football and then it disappeared altogether and I found myself in a black void. It was suggested I sit down which I did and then found myself sitting on a wooden chair in a candle lit cave. There were other creatures in their like large cats roaming around. I was given a mirror and asked to look into it. At first I couldn’t see anything it just looked dark then I started to see a succession of different faces coming and going one after the other. I was told that this was how different people perceived me, we think we know what we look like but really everybody sees things in their own way. Even though we are all in the same reality we all perceive it differently…

Once again our two visualisations had many similarities.

I put the music back on and we continued the session…

I soon started to see bright blobs coming and going in front of me.

I had a tickly sensation in my right hand and left foot for about two minutes.

Liz was very hot.

I felt cool and then suddenly felt very cold in my knees.

Liz began to speak…

‘Aeroplanes, turbulence… canvas, canvas bag, there’s shoes in the bag’

The music CD ended and Liz continued…

‘Seem to have airmen talking… they are discussing something, a black box recorder, they’ll find it… taken to a place’

‘Got the name Clive again’

‘Shoebox’

‘The wings of the morning, seems to be a lot about flight and the Pacific Ocean’

‘Graham’

‘It’s like looking through a viewfinder on a rifle, it’s got a cross piece’

‘Watching people on the ground’

‘Caliphate, kangaroo court, shoebox, testimony’

‘I’m just asking who’s there to interpret what’s going on, take me up a notch… Gandalf, Gadolfi’

‘Somebody wants to hold the world in the palm of their hand, it’s like going on the fast train, it’s a bird’s eye view. Just like broken pieces of an aeroplane, testimony, tabarinth, monocle, mojo, muppet. Got a uniform with stripes on the arm, aircraft personnel.  I just like to ask what it’s all about, what I’m being shown, some clear information to… light bulb, illuminate, shed some light on the matter, it’s like looking at a map, it’s like a jigsaw all in pieces, terra gold’

‘Somebody wanted to say sorry… very upset’

‘Records, fragments of a letter, looking at a ration book, a licence, getting the word sorry, sorry, sorry… I just want to hold all this in my heart, I don’t know what it is, there are greater understandings, greater beings in whom all these happenings and events are seen and understood and it’s imperative to go to the greater understanding, see beyond tragedies, events, the madness of Earth. These are little dramas, lessons to be learnt, there are ways to realign with the higher purpose and greater understanding. There are those who love and who see and who understand, who hold all in the palm of their hand, in wisdom, in love and in gratitude we align ourselves with them, they are us, they are the greater part of us, be with them, there’s nothing to forgive, in a world in which everything is allowed all is also forgiven, live and let live, that’s all for now’

‘Feel like I’m coming down from a tree of golden apples, I’m coming back to the roots, I’m sitting on the ground and if an apple falls on my head I’ll discover the laws of gravity’

Me… ‘And you’ll have a bump on your head’

‘Got the name Ozymandias from the poem Ozymandias King of Kings…’

Liz slowly came back with it and then I did the healing exercise, closing prayer and our closing down exercise.

Liz was picking up fragments this evening and gave them out as she got them trying not to put her own interpretation on them.

She had remained awake throughout but despite trying to stay with it I had drifted off several times…

111th Sitting 06/07/2016

We had the room setup as usual.

I did the opening prayer at 8.40pm, turned out the light and put the first tune on for our Rainbow Bridge visualization exercise…

Liz started off looking into some deep, dark water like a bottomless well. There seemed to be a reflection on it of a tower, like the Tower of Pisa. Liz then saw the tower outside of her in the outer world and she started to climb it and at the same time saw in the sky galaxies and rainbows and lights, like the Northern Lights. The tower was leading to light that was calling her. It was like a spiral as she went up with honeysuckle, going round and round and when she got to the top it had an enormous platform flooded with this light looking out over an enormous landscape. Liz had a sense of perspective being able to see wide and far encompassing everything. Liz was encircled with other beings holding hands; she was part of this circle dancing in the air above the tower and this vast panoramic landscape. There were threads connecting Liz and all the other beings and each were part of another circle, it seemed to go on and on, interconnected. At the same time Liz realised there were more towers and more levels, a sense of never ending ascent. Liz also realised there was nowhere to go, this was all here and now, it was just a question of the mind opening up to the reality of the whole, the whole of us, a feeling of completeness and journeying at the same time, infinite regression and infinite expansion like a fractalization going on and on, all held within a single unity…

All I could see at first was green felt-like material everywhere then I suddenly realized I was on a snooker table and I was one of the balls. It felt like I was inside the ball and I remained upright as it rolled across the table. I could make the ball go in any direction and hit other balls if I wanted to. Then another ball hit me from behind and I went speeding across the table towards the corner pocket and down the hole finding myself plunged into darkness going down and down until I slowly came to a halt and then started going up. As I went up I seemed to be spiralling round and up, I felt I was passing people and events as I ascended but I wasn’t sure what they were. Then I stopped and found myself hovering in mid-air. Looking around I saw some of the other balls also hovering but some were higher than me and others lower. Those that were on the same level as me drew closer and soon I was surrounded by a mass of balls at the same level and then all the balls disappeared leaving us all standing on a flat piece of land and I noticed we were all holding maps with routes marked out on them. We looked at each other’s maps and saw some of us had similar routes as if we would meet up at points along the route while some were quite different. Suddenly everything went very dark and then light again and I found myself as a new born baby in a cot. It felt like my memory was fading then I noticed a string of coloured balls stretched on a string in the cot above me which gave me a reminder of the snooker balls and where I had come from. The feeling I got was that as I lived out my new life I would sometimes get brief reminders of where I had come from presented to me…

Our two visualisations had several similarities this week.

I put the music back on and we continued the session…

The atmosphere looked charged and flashy to me.

Liz got the name Carol, something to do with clemency or the bells of St Clement.

I felt something tickling my right ear.

I started to see silvery blobs coming and going in front of me.

Liz continued…

‘I get the name Debi or Deborah. I had the name Deborah Mairesse and a silver nutmeg’

‘It’s like I’m looking at a bible, it’s open at Ezekiel, it’s the chariots, wheels within wheels, wings, wings of the morning’

‘It’s the words of the poem…

“How beautiful they are, the lordly ones

Who dwell in the hills

In the hollow hills.

They have faces like flowers

And their breath is wind that stirs amid the grasses

Filled with white clover.

Their limbs are more white than shafts of moonshine.

They are more fleet than the March wind.

They laugh and are glad and are terrible:

When their lances shake, every green reed quivers.

How beautiful they are

How beautiful the lordly ones

In the hollow hills.”

 ‘The message is to stabilise’

‘Got the sense of long corridors, like a honey comb, they all seem to… like a labyrinth, very perplexing, seems to be some dead ends, the larva trying to find its way, feels a bit lost but it will find its way instinctively, it will immerge at the right time, just keep eating, hope there’s an answer’

‘Salvador Dali, he’s a painter, his paintings are bizarre dream images, a bit scary, the landscape of the unconscious can be quite scary but it’s safe when you know that the self instinctively knows the way home, where to immerge. The self instinctively treads the right pathway through the maze, through the images, it’s just a journey, just trust the right way will be found and the butterfly will immerge from the caterpillar at the right time, or the adult from the embryo, from the immature form, trust, perceiver. The images are instructive, they’re puzzles but they can reveal some of the knots to untangle, the problems that need to be solved, the dilemmas, the lessons to be learned, questions to ponder. Don’t dwell too long at each landmark, trust that it will resolve, note and allow a resolution to happen in its own good time. Tell it like it is’

‘I got the words of various lullabies, they’re the words of comfort, lullabies of childhood, like…

“The October winds lament

around the castle of Dromore

Yet peace is in her lofty halls

My loving treasure store

Though Autumn leaves may droop and die

a bud of spring are you sing hush-a-by

loo,la-lo,la lan

sing hush-a-by loo la lo”

'Somewhere a voice calling William, came with the words Sevenoaks, Sissinghurst’

The music CD finished and Liz continued…

‘I had, how old are you, 94, I don’t know if that’s correct. I have this picture of a man, brown face, very mild with spectacles, thin rimmed. Before that I had a globe or pot, I thought a chamber pot but it was pink and blue, lovely colours, seemed a quite treasured friendly object’

‘Wilkinson or wilkinton… Norfolk, Norfolk farmers, large arable fields… I get sand, Sandhurst, Sandie, little terrier dog. Something is either colossal or collapsible or calamity. Got the feeling of a large crash of people, they’re all welcome but it’s hard to disentangle. Cybil, Cherry, Rudolf’

‘Edith again, Edith Cavell’

‘I come back to a nutshell, something in a nutshell, I started off with a silver nutmeg… What’s in a nutshell? Truth? The truth in a nutshell, what shall we do with it? Crack it open? Swallow it whole? It’s the kernel in a nutshell, you have to crack it open to get to the kernel and the kernel has to germinate, has to grow, it becomes a tree of knowledge, a tree of life, so we have the question, do we have to have a nut to get a tree or do we have a tree to get a nut? What came first nut or tree? They both came together, the tree is in the nut and the nut is in the tree. No separation, it’s an illusion of time, one comes out of the other, they are both inextricably together, all one…’

‘Any questions?’

Me… ‘Yes, what is a good way to explain to somebody who is reaching the end of their life and are worried about dying, what’s a good thing to say to them to relieve their fear?’

‘Trust… trust the process. It’s part of life, happens to everyone, the greater part of you knows what to do, it will all be alright, just trust. Your body knew how to grow from a seed, knew how to develop, carried you through this and that, knew how to sleep, knew how to wake up, knows how to die. Just let it happen, just let go and trust, your body knows, you know, it’s alright, you are safe. We are held in a wisdom, a loving knowing and we are all at home in this knowing although we don’t always know it or that the knowing knows… allow’

‘I had May, just a feeling she wanted me to tell Kate that she loves her’

‘No spectacles needed here… keeps repeating gypsy… just keep getting more and more names, Thomasin, keep getting stabilize and table turning’

‘The name Roger just came… a connection with Sandie and the shelter, a sense of something purple and green… sugar… knead… something velvet like a cloak… monks wood’

Once Liz was feeling back with it I did the healing exercise, closing prayer and our closing down exercise.

Liz had remained awake this week whereas I had drifted off several times during the session.

110th Sitting 29/06/2016

We had the room setup as usual.

I did the opening prayer at 8.40pm, turned out the light and put the music on.

We started with the Rainbow Bridge visualisation exercise…

Liz found herself standing in a great expanse of golden water. The sun was making it golden like an early morning sun. Liz knew she didn’t have to go anywhere as she was connected with this sun and at the same time was connected to an island which was the centre of everything. She was also at the same time in her woods where the marsh marigolds were. It was if she was in a number of places and the connection was the sun, and Jove, Jupiter and Jehovah were all one. It was like she was taken up into the sun’s energy and the sun became a being. She was introduced to the being which was an elderly man, pink cheeked with golden white hair and spectacles, very jolly and smiley. A jovial Jupiter he reminded Liz of someone she knew, joviality was the key. The whole feeling was not to be too serious, not to take oneself too seriously, it was all a game and fun and that was okay. Liz questioned why she was seeing this being like this and realised it was just her archetypal interpretation, it could have been anything. The being then showed Liz the lambs and they were frolicking around, having fun and then Liz saw a Godlike being surrounded by monkeys and the message was that we human beings in our present stage were like monkeys and the being looked benignly at the antics and the squabbling and chaos and devastation these monkeys were causing with their mischievousness. We think of ourselves as evolved but to these higher beings we’re just like monkeys but it’s okay they have us under control. The importance is keeping the connection of this sun energy because that’s the source of our strength. It’s a very small part of a much larger puzzle, the picture is much larger, we’re unaware of the extent but the sun is our connection to it…

I started off remembering a dream I’d had a few nights ago where I’d been sitting at a desk in front of a mirror which had a small red light shining out from the centre and I’d noticed how the reality I was in kept changing each time I moved in front of the light. This was as much as I could remember from the dream so I decided to continue it and stared directly into the red light to see what would happen next. I then found myself getting sucked into the mirror and going down a tube at great speed head first. It was a bit like lying on a toboggan and I seemed to be passing historical events as I went. Suddenly I stopped, the tube disappeared and I found myself standing on the ground. I tried to see where I was but my eyes wouldn’t focus on anything at first, then slowly I started to see things and noticed a strange looking tree that reached up into the sky out of sight, it had no leaves, just twisted trunks. Then I saw a pyramid about one metre tall and as I watched, it disappeared into the sandy ground. Next I saw a silver stream flowing with liquid mercury. I put one foot in it and it felt cold. When I took my foot out it had a coating of mercury which had set making my foot look like it was chrome plated. I was pleased with the look so dipped the other foot in too. I then jumped over the stream and found myself on a surface like the sides of a matchbox, my feet making sparks as I ran across it. I had to stop when I came to some curtains hanging down in front of me. There was a gap in the middle which I peered through to see people sitting looking up at me like an audience in a theatre. I was drawn towards a lady with a big hat and she held some old fashioned glasses to her eyes to see me and said… ‘What are you doing here, we’re not ready for you yet, go back immediately’ With that I felt myself shooting backwards past all the things I’d seen and ended up back at the desk in front of the mirror but I was pleased to see I still had silver feet…

I put the music back on and we continued the session…

Once again I soon noticed flashes behind my closed eyes but I didn’t see them with my eyes open, instead I saw wavy white images moving around the room followed by bright blobs coming and going.

I felt a strong pulling from my forehead towards Liz and this made me feel very tired. I then struggled to stay awake for the rest of the session, drifting off several times.

Liz started to speak…

‘Mrs Edith Gaskell just popped into my mind and a connection with Ealey in Cambridgeshire, Cambridge cathedral. She says she was something to do with politics… a connection with cough mixture… Drummond Smith, Anglican Church wardens, they looked after their gurks’

The music ended.

Liz continued…

‘A signpost pointing to Sudbury… restoration drama, kettle drum, coming of age, considerable expense, gravel, grey, I have all these lovely colours, they’re all sun-washed like happy colours, stripy deck chair material like a faded rainbow, Mrs Gaskell, craft, Crowborough. A sense of their being a family… happy family dramas, settings, the sort of family like Virginia Woolf wished to depict in her novels, just a faded age gone by, just like the stuff of dreams. Just get a sense of the impermanence and fleeting nature of all these things we take very seriously, very involved in them but they’re like fading dreams. It's a bit of an effort to disentangle, like undoing knitting, the stiches just slip off the needles, it all unravels, just get the unravelled yarn, it can be made into a new garment. It’s of little consequence, all seems to be big drama, big issue at the time… don’t dwell on it, so what’s the message? It’s just like painting pictures, you’ve got a canvas and you paint a picture but you can then just white it out, start all over again. You can remember the first picture and maybe some of the others, some of them are good and some not so good, the point is you don’t have to go on painting, there’s other things to be done, the sort of things you don’t even think about while you’re painting these pictures because it’s like you’ve just been shown to paint in one way, it’s a rather narrow genre, style, well you can try different styles but it’s all just based around the canvas and paints, you don’t think that there may be lots of other types of ways of expressing, other ways of creating, of delineating, other ways of behaving, being. You don’t think about it at the time, now it’s suddenly like a song, music you’ve never heard, a whole new arena, whole new experience, whole new way of being. You never thought, never crossed your mind but it’s wonderful, it’s like a lid that’s been taken off, like as if you’re a pressed flower and suddenly the juices have been put back and you’re whole again, the juices of life and you’ve become a flower where you were desiccated, dried up, pressed, compressed, one dimensional, suddenly you’re filled and whole and what you really are. How can you convey the fullness? It’s as if someone’s never sung before, suddenly found a voice, a song and the octaves; it’s not just one octave it’s hundreds and thousands soring in this song and shadows what we thought was love, pale insignificance compared with the vastness of the arms of the universe, of the universal. They spoke of God’s love but whoever on Earth experienced even a fraction, a spoonful of the true nature, the taste. So the message is don’t believe what you are told, what you think, don’t put too much weight on your imperfect understandings, tread lightly, let go and all will be revealed in the fullness of time, not of this Earth but this Earth is a launch pad, a train, a space rocket, into such unheard wealth adventure, don’t be afraid to step off the train and into that landscape in the fullness of time… Thank you Edith, is that all? It’s enough for now…’

‘I’ve got a lot of ladies here, Mary… another time maybe… I think I’ll call them ladies of the ladder, they’ve climbed… I’ve been trying to climb up to them… They say behind every great man there’s a good lady and many of these ladies have been hidden in convents or in house wifely rolls, knitting circles, hidden but their true nature can only be known after… Francesca, Deirdre… It’s a sort of sisterhood. You wouldn’t think that they can have such influence but I think we have to thank them for coming because they carry us still… It’s a good feeling… People that are quietly praying for us, that are supporting us hidden behind the scenes but their strength and their inner wisdom is guiding, subtly infolding us, trying to help, hidden help so thank you all…’

Once Liz was feeling back with it I did the healing exercise, closing prayer and our closing down exercise…