133rd Sitting 14/03/2017

We had the room setup as usual.

I did the opening prayer at 7.10pm, turned out the light and put the music on.

We did the Rainbow Bridge visualisation exercise...

Liz found herself standing in front of a very fast flowing deep river watching the lights reflected on it from the moon and stars and surrounding buildings. She became aware of white stepping stones but they were deep down in the water and Liz wondered how she could cross the river without going under water. She then saw plastic fairy figures on the water and scooped them up throwing then across to the other side. Liz then decided she would try to cross on the stepping stones even though it would mean going under the water, she felt this was meant to happen and as she went deeper and deeper she became aware that she was in contact with all the roots of trees spreading out like being on a forest floor. Liz felt this was the level where you have contact with the universal unconscious, the Earth's unconscious and she was aware that around her were all these little creatures like elves, faries, knomes and butterflies and they all had their part to play. Liz then became aware of the importance of having feet on the Earth and the importance of cobblers in fairy stories making shoes because the feet are important, through them we feel the vibrations of the Earth. The faries were making music with panpipes and string instruments and this music was important as it was another connection with the Earth energies. We need to be in touch with that deep level of the elementals because they are at the elemental level, the deepest level of the Earth. Then Liz saw that the stepping stones were bending round to the right and as she followed them she saw in the distance a tall white tower like a temple stretching up out of the Earth, a spiritual accent...

I started off seeing a coach and black horses. It looked like a hearse, big glass windows and had glass steps at the back leading inside. I went in and there was one seat facing forward so I sat on that and then the horses started to move off along a twisty, narrow country road. There were people at the side throwing flowers that landed on the roof, like large daisies. The horses then changed colour to white and started to take off up into the sky. The scene then changed, I saw a toddler boy like what I had seen at the end of our Mercury Light session last Thursday. He had all the daisies in his arms and arranged them in a circle around us. Then a big glass bubble rose up from the daisy circle encasing us in this glass dome which then suddenly burst and we found ourselves in a cartoon reality full of children and cartoon characters playing and the toddler ran off with them. I then found myself looking at the reality as if it was on a TV screen and there were other people with me who seemed to be connected with the children. They told me this was the reality that children went to when they die, it had been created by them and they could stay there as long as they wanted until they were ready to move on...

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

It started to look flickery in the room to me and looked lighter each side of me.

I saw a few dim lights moving around.

I got an image of a pair of slippers and a toy dog.

Liz began to speak...

'I've got the word oval... made me think of Oval House near Brixton, an art centre for young people'

'I'm aware of a young man being sick in a bowl or wash basin'

'I have a sense of flat roofs like in Middle Eastern country. I'm aware of a long line of young men being asked their financial status, a sense of them being questioned. They were dressed like the young man that was being sick in the bowl'

'Sativa or Satvah'

'Got a large telegraph pole, lots of lines coming off it'

'Philip'

'Barbara of Seville'

'I asked for a message, I just got this image of a dove, bird of peace, with an olive branch in it's mouth, or mistletoe'

'Simeon'

'Telegraph pole, newspapers, the whole information network... I'm asking who's in charge of this information network and I got some nightmarish figures like in Marilyn Peake's novels, they look like trolls and a white sheep, a sinister sheep'

'I see this mirror spread out over the Earth, a mirror like in Snow White, the mirror the Queen looks in and says... Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all? The mirror does show the truth but not the truth that you want, not the truth that you believe but the truth that's maybe unwelcome because you may believe you are fair and beautiful but the mirror may show otherwise. I see a very fine line and it's going from the very bottom right up to the top, beyond the clouds, the fine line that takes you to truth. It's like a very strong but very fine line that you can follow like a discernment and that's the quality of what is true and not true. It's the spiritual quality of discernment, to be able to discern what is true and what is not true, the false from the truth. You have to have this connection with the beginning and the end like an overview. We're being shown a lot of untruths, a lot of images, a lot of unwelcome information that may not reflect the truth. To know what is true and what isn't requires this discernment, this fine connecting line between Heaven and Earth, between the mundane and the absolute, the differentiated and the undifferentiated, to know the beginnings and the ends, the opposites and the togethers, it's the fine line of wisdom. Wisdom is discernment, the judgment, it's a hair breadth, it's so fine, it's like Occam's razor, a knife edge, it's the in-between. You will be asked... Is it true that all men are born equal? And you begin with saying let's look at this, it may be and it may not be and you look at the assertion and you look for instances where men are not born equal, some have no legs, no mental faculties, no common sense and others have great gifts and intelligence and physical prowess and you say well that doesn't seem like equal but then you say in what sense? In what other sense could they be equal? So you go on looking. A fool might say oh yes that's true but that would be just a belief because has he really looked, has he used his mind to discern whether there is truth in that statement, what is the case? If you put your hand in this water at zero degrees centigrade your hand will be cold, will freeze. Is this true? And you have to check, you have to discern. It may be a case for a lot of people that there maybe anomalies, maybe there is someone who can put their hand in and it won't be cold, it won't have the same effect. We have the diamond wisdom and that's the many faceted aspect of truth like in a prism. You can split the light into many colours and each of them is an element of the white light, each of them is true but the whole truth is when they all come together, the whole truth can be split into many facets of the truth, to know the whole truth we have the whole diamond. We have partial knowledge, partial understanding and the wise man knows this, knows that he doesn't know. He has to fathom the truth, he has to discern, he has to sift the false beliefs from the actual experience of how it is. How it is shifts, it is not fixed, is there anything that is fixed? Knowledge itself is evolving so from the mortal point of view the truth may change, may evolve. What is true today may not be true tomorrow. A keen mind, a creative active mind moves with the times, is constantly reassessing, re-evaluating, refocusing, refiltering. It's not static or stagnant but the many minds in the world are fixed, they're holding on to old outmoded ideas and beliefs. They're not in the present, they're not vital, they're deadened, dull, content to be fed the false images from the mirror of the trolls without understanding, without interrogating. You have to interrogate the mirror, what is it I am seeing? Am I the fairest in the land? Is someone else fairer than me? That may or may not be true, the magic mirror may be lying. Test it, check it out, don't believe without evidence, without discernment. Trust your own ability to find the wire, the line, the tap, the infinitely fine line, the razor edge. Intuitive wisdom to see what is as opposed to mirage, reflections, mirror images, the face behind the mirror, the face behind the face, the space behind the space. Look for the gaps, the intrinsic properties, taste the full flavour, savour the full scent, appreciate the full touch, resonate with the full sound, see with the full vision, use all these faculties and the deep inner vision, the intuitive vision. Use what you are given and more will be given and if you don't use it you loose it and it withers and dies, you become dull. There are many that are born and it is as if they haven't been born at all, their lives are on hold, they have not fully incarnated, they haven't fully become human, they haven't grasped the full opportunity and they've wasted their time content to feed on lies, content to believe in the mirror images that are fed to them. So pause in your lives and take stock and ask yourself what is true in all this. Is there truth and what is it to me, what is my truth, what do I truly know and if you are asked a question is this the case? don't say yes, don't say no, say maybe and then look because if you jump to the yes or you jump to the no you have fixed that truth one way or the other before you have jumped to the in-between and looked from all angles, from all perspectives, all possibilities. So wiser to stay a while with maybe and consider and test and contemplate... That’s the beginning of wisdom' 

'I have Simeon, he's dark haired, a large man, dark curly hair'

'I sense these lovely minds, these vital minds around, these people who are alive and full of enthusiasm and vitality, live minds. It's good to have them, when you meet those people you know you are in good hands, they have an inner light and it radiates'

'I come back to the Oval again, an art centre where people of all ages are encouraged to explore and create using imagination, dance, theatre, poetry, music... blessings'

Me... 'That was very interesting what you said about truth, it's something I often think about myself'

'Thank Simeon'

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

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

132nd Sitting 07/03/2017

We had the room setup as usual.

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

We did the Rainbow Bridge visualisation exercise...

Liz found herself with the moon in front of a choppy sea. She was then swimming through the waves towards a boat feeling excited. Liz pulled herself up onto the boat which had only one person on it. She wasn't sure if it was male or female but probably female with a triangular hairdo that reminded Liz of an Egyptian headdress. Then Liz was looking at this person from above who was looking up at her and Liz realised it was a person she knew, it was Sheila Routh who had done illustrations for one of Liz's books called Giliatorsin in the 1960s. Liz then became aware of all these Egyptian friezes, long horizontal bands of pictures but they were of childhood animals like the Beatrix Potter animals. Liz reached down and pulled Sheila up with her and they found themselves with patterns and mythological creatures. Then Liz found herself by a cupboard that was tightly closed like two intertwining claws but she managed to pull it open and out tumbled children's toys. It was like a memory of childhood juxtaposed with how we have left it all behind. The adult world is engaged in games but of a different nature, it was a sense of the innocence of children looking up to the adults. Liz felt it was a locked away part of ourselves but it needed opening up and readdressing. That time of play was very important for children and they should have that for as long as possible. Children that had been damaged or traumatised should have these toys to play and act out their dramas and hurts which was very important...

I started off in a tower block looking out of a window at the moon. It was bright and full and as I looked it seemed to be starting to boil like looking into a boiling, bubbling pot of porridge. Then I found myself moving towards it up into the sky and as I got closer I felt the heat coming from it as it boiled away and bits were shooting off it as it bubbled coating me it what appeared to be warm white blobs of porridge. As I got closer I turned so that my back got coated as well and I saw a giant gorilla looking at me. When it saw that I had seen it it turned and disappeared in another direction. The next thing I knew I was landing on my back on the moon and continuing through it. I was swimming through this hot thick porridge which got cooler as I went through then I popped out the other side which was dark and cold. It was the dark side of the moon but the white coating I had was still shining and producing light and as I hovered over the surface I lit it up and the baron surface started to become green with plants and trees. I was aware of dark coloured birds flying around me looking like prehistoric birds but they didn't like the light I was emitting and flew away to be replaced by colourful tropical birds that flew around and landed in the green trees...

Liz found my visualisation very interesting as it was very similar to one of the stories in her book Giliatorsin.

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

I had an image of a coin with the head of Silver Birch on it.

Liz had an image of a black swan.

Liz continued...

'I've got a strong image of Princess Diana. I'm looking at a necklace around her neck with cut jewels, not sure if they're diamonds... it's like I'm looking at a jig-saw puzzle'

Liz then fell asleep for about ten minutes.

Then she continued...

'I've still got this picture of Princess Diana and this diamond necklace... very gentle... just got Rupert Bear... I guess all those little children and toys would have been close to her heart... I had a feeling she was saying something about Tiggy the nanny with the boys. I just had a feeling of her, warm and encouraging, she played with the boys. Tiggy Legge-Bourke, I think that's her name, yes I think she had a soft spot for troubled kids. She recognised the value of toys and play... Almost like jaconda or jacinth, orange blossom, lilac, lovely flowers... yes don't forget Tiggy... I got the name Holly... terracotta...'

'Just looking at a children's dish with a Beatrix Potter animal on it'

I asked if she knew which animal it was?

'I don't know if it's a fox or a dog... looks like a collection... squirrel nutkin and the wise owl'

'Just got the name Alice Nuttley, I think she did some books, little grey rabbit'

I played a tune to help Liz come back then did the healing exercise, closing prayer and our closing down exercise...

131st Sitting 28/02/2017

We had the room setup as usual.

I did the opening prayer at 7.20pm, turned out the light and put the music on.

We did the Rainbow Bridge visualisation exercise...

Liz started off with multicoloured tulips growing either side of her. It was as if she was going backwards through them on a canal boat laying on her back. It gave her a sense of being in Holland. She saw a penetrating blue sky above her and then it was as if a silk rope was dangling down, urging her to climb up it and Liz found herself climbing this cream, white, silk rope up into the clouds. She then found herself lying above the clouds and there were also layers of clouds above her with rainbows of light coming through them. In the blue sky Liz saw a glass escalator and found herself going up it. When she got to the end she was back with the tulips and wondered what the significance was with these tulips so she paused and let the tulips speak to her. She was aware of the connection with Holland and the book 'The Black Tulip' As Liz looked into a tulip it had this black eye in the centre. She thought why would somebody want to create a black flower and was aware that all the light around her was going into this blackness and saw how a black flower absorbs all this radiation and became aware of the significance of this. When all the colours are absorbed then you have black, this denseness and the dense creatures on the Earth were all absorbing all this light so that we became almost negative, completely concentrated and heavy. Then Liz realised that all that light was in the body and it now needed to radiate out. All the creatures and flowers of the Earth were radiating this light outwards from this dense state of the Earth having become an absorbing lump of rock. Our role on the Earth was to begin to radiate out this light that was concentrated inwards in the density of out bone structure. We were black but we were rainbow people...

I saw what looked like a man in a wheelchair but he was shining and transparent as if made out of glass. He started to move away from me and I felt I was connected to him somehow as I got pulled along behind him into a wooded area and as we went through the trees many more people joined us also being pulled along. We came to an opening in the trees where there was a huge round pond and the man in the wheelchair continued into the middle of it, floating on the water, while the rest of us spread out around the outside of the pond. I then noticed that everybody including myself were dressed as sailors in white. As we watched the man seemed to melt into the water and became a long shaft of bright white light coming out of the water and then what looked like a church tower or steeple began rising out of the water with the shaft of light like a spire on top. As it came up the water level dropped until there was no water just dry sand with this church steeple in the centre. We all then ran across the sand picking up handfuls and throwing it over ourselves as we made our way to the tower and through the doors and inside where it was pitch black and then we were all floating. Then the spire came down into the steeple and we all became pulled towards it and were absorbed into it as we all became this light in the darkness... 

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

Liz had a strong sense of an elephant.

The front of my legs felt cold.

It started to look light and misty then became blobby in the room to me.

I got a brief image of a man with dark longish hair and a polar neck shirt looking very 1960s.

Liz got an image of beatles and it made her think of the pop group, she thought maybe George Harrison was with her. She also got images of lions and circus animals.

Liz continued...

'I've got an image of a key board, black and white, ebony and ivory. Drums come to mind'

'I'm being shown children's books, thought it was Kenneth Grahame's 'Wind in the Willows' might have been 'The Piper at the Gates of Dawn''

'Keep getting all these animals, lion with it's long tail, black panther, exotic birds'

'Just have the words I received a long time ago... 'The Earth is a roosting place for the most marvelous birds' and it's true, every creature is miraculous, and the rainbow magic, the magical mystery tour'

'I see the paradox of trying to fit it all into a zoo, behind bars. We've imprisoned a magical thing, a mythical thing, imprisoned it in a cage, tamed a free beast, tried to subdue that what was alive and holy and miraculous, submerged and repressed. It needs to break free like the parrots that have freed themselves and are breeding in the wild parks of London'

'All our illnesses come from a deep repression of the resistible forces, the velvet underground, the sensory aspect of the unconscious urges of life. We've been born from the velvet underground, a deep cavern of the womb and our connection with that space, with that flesh and blood is then denied a natural connection of flesh with flesh, of earth with earth imprisoned to the detriment of human development, to the detriment of the human becoming human, denial of the entry into mortality. To become fully human, fully incarnate, fully mortal is to connect with the velvet underground at a holy space'

'The church denied the connection by embracing a story of immaculate conception. God did not want the womb, flesh was to be denied and Mary had to be a virgin, immaculate. There are great lies that have been told'

'Man has the vestiges of a tail and it is not to his shame, his detriment, it is his supporting root into the Earth. It is part of his heritage, his proud connection to the creatures of the Earth and his denial has fed that lie. There is no barrier between animal and spirit, spirit is present in everything, every living creature partakes of the one spirit. There is a tale to be told of the human ape with no tail who rose to radiance, insublimating and fulfilling his Earthly connection along with all creatures of the Earth with harmony, a rainbow creature among many rainbow creatures, spearheading the evolution of the Earth, becoming the eyes of the Earth, containing the consciousness of the Earth, accessing the memories of the Earth, helping the evolution of the Earth and the human became a magician, circus master of the magical mystery tour'

'Those who live in darkness will see a great light and the light will shine through their darkness illuminating the path ahead and the third eye and then I shall see as I am seeing and I shall be fully human. But many are still living in cages, they need to be set free and the first step in that freedom is to undo the lie, to clear the lies, to take away the false beliefs, the false indoctrinations, the false moralities, to clear the slate. We do it by teaching people to think for themselves, to teach children to teach themselves, to think for themselves, to see what is, what is there without indoctrination, to use the senses, all of the senses and to begin to use the third eye, to awaken, to question, until the teacher becomes the facilitator, a mentor, an awakener. The teacher becomes one who awakens each child, each adult's inner teacher, encourages the latent human to become their own teacher and guide, to listen to their inner voice and to see with their own inner eye, to have the courage and confidence to do this without fear of reprisal or repression. The human tale is the lion's tale and the lion is courage, courage to take this tale further. I'm telling the tale, that is my tale to be told, call it the testimony of George'

'I see these two bookends carved in ebony and between them is a rainbow and a strong sense of electrical current passing between these bookends. The bookends are African. The books have disappeared and in their place is this electrical current creating rainbows which seems to represent inner knowing, the rainbow of the kundalini, a knowledge of the inner planes, authentic knowledge, not book learning'

'I just had the image of the snake that has shed it's skin and slithered away... thank you Mr Snake'

'Just had Terrance Stamp and a sense we're all good friends here, Abbey Road, continuity'

'Keep coming back to this deep velvet blue, velvet underground, Gordon, cordon bleu, pipe cleaners...'e, to 

I played some music as Liz came back.

She got an image of gold rings.

When she was speaking I had an image of the face of a black and white minstrel and then saw a river full of plastic ducks.

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

130th Sitting 21/02/2017

We had the room setup as usual.

I did the opening prayer at 7.20pm, turned out the light and put the music on.

We did the Rainbow Bridge visualisation exercise...

Liz found herself in front of a large brick wall on a moonlit night. There was a black cat with green eyes leaning over the wall grinning at her but hissing at the same time so friendly and not friendly. Liz wanted to get over the wall and join the cat so jumped up and over the wall just like the cat had done and they both landed on the other side where there was a wonderful deep green field with small moss covered mole hills. Liz was now surrounded by many wonderful animals and felt she had to swim through them and changed into a fish swimming through rainbow water. She felt like she should have an ark and take all the animals with her but Liz wanted to go on and felt a hand reaching down and pulling her up. She became a chain of mermaids and fairies reaching up into the sky. Liz then found herself sitting next to an elderly gentleman with white hair who was very loving and felt like a mother rather than a father. He looked a bit like Einstein or Mr Pastry, he was like the epitome of all knowledge and Liz felt he was feeding her with all this knowledge. Suddenly Liz felt like she was in a womb and then was born to be with this man. There was an egg that had split open into two halves and he told Liz to go in the egg and closed it around her. It felt like a space capsule and in it Liz knew she was going to be fed and would absorb all the knowledge. The capsule then became more and more layered, Liz was in the middle developing while around her all these different layers were building up like other bodies, a bit like a Russian doll and Liz was the kernel in the middle and knew she had to feed this knowledge outwards. The living germ in the middle had to grow out bringing the other bodies to life with all this knowledge making them living things, living bodies...

I started off in the séance room with the glass dome in the centre and Liz sitting on the other side. Inside the dome I could see a little man dressed in black dancing around and as I watched I noticed the dome was getting bigger and bigger until it engulfed the room. We were now sitting in this huge dome like a capsule and the black man was still dancing around. Then a rope ladder came down to him and he climbed to the top of the dome where he started to adjust something like an aerial and as he did so waves of energy like radio waves came down in two streams, one to me and one to Liz and I got the feeling they were feeding us with knowledge. Then two television sets appeared in front of each of us and the screen was just white noise with flickers of light and shapes as if not tuned in properly. Then I started to see images flash up on the screen, I saw World War 2 scenes then the face of Leslie Flint, then Colin Fry, then Magnus and then Joan who became clearer and three dimensional and held out her arms towards me. I grabbed hold of her arms and pulled her out of the TV set. She walked around the room and was saying what a wonderful room it was and how lucky we were to have a permanent purpose built séance room to use each week. The Mercury Circle had had to move from place to place and set up the rooms each week. She told me that all the mediums and guides I had seen flash up on the screen had a part of themselves connected to this and many other developing circles and were helping us all with our development. She sat down and closed her eyes and I saw waves coming from her to Liz and to me much like I had seen coming from the aerial and then she slowly disappeared...

As often happens there were a few similarities in our two visualisations.

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

The room started to look light and misty to me, then I started to see bright blobs coming and going in front of me.

The front of my legs got cold.

Liz drifted off into a kind of mind awake, body asleep state then began to speak as the last tune was playing...

'I thought I heard a very tiny voice, I think it said Dominic... It's like I'm looking at an arch, different colour bricks, red, white, grey... I had Susan... Someone running along like a swan on a river, flowing along with the current. The image has changed to a toboggan racing down a slope of snow, feeling of something moving gracefully without resistance, swiftly and smoothly, smooth transfer, coupling, receiving. It's like a window of opportunity I'm being given... fortitude...'

'It looks like a lady getting off a train, my cousin Judy at the station, climbing up some stairs, it's like I'm looking at a great flower opening'

'I get an old fashioned baby's pram, black and white, got the name George, all these hands around this baby'

'I've got this strange image of all these people being hung on hooks like old coats, as if they've hung up their coats and are fading into a mist, a rainbow mist, waving goodbye'

Me... 'Sounds like people leaving the Earth plane'

'I've got this fog all around, it's like looking through a mist catching glimpses suddenly, like looking at a beautiful landscape or painting through a key hole into this enchanted light filled landscape. You want to go there, it's just swimming in light and without seeing the details you just know all the details are there, every little leaf, it's all vibrant with light, like looking at dew drops on a plant that are lit by the sun, full of rainbows. I've got a wise old owl, ticking away the clock, an alarm clock, a question of time, like the dream and the shock of an alarm that wakes you out of this glimpse of another territory and brings you back into this more stark concrete fixed time ridden reality, much more black and white, darker with hard edges'

'I'm watching feet, keep walking along a path, treading, progressing, lots of brown, a line of workers like a labour exchange, lots of laborious work. There's a glimpse of this idyllic place of ease and beauty. The value of this waking reality, the one step at a time it's like looking slowly at a shiny conker in your hand, the firmness, the rotundity, the brownness, the fixedness of the high definition just like coming bang up against a wall, forcing your focus, forcing your presence in this reality and a glimpse of the colours all flowing, mixing, very fluid but back to here, to the chestnut, the chestnut tree, strong fixed sharp lines, contrast, step by step by step, plodding, patience, learn the patience...'

'I feel as if I'm in a robin's nest and the intricacy of the weaving of the nest and the patience of the bird sitting on the egg. Things take time and that time is eked out, hours minutes seconds, days nights weeks, very little changes in that time but very slowly there are transformations. There's a possibility of being a witness to the smallest changes and then you slip into the other reality, the bubble, the effervescence, fluid, quick silver, where things are changing so fast, flowing into each other, very little definition, almost no time to hold onto anything, like reflections in a lake that are changing and shifting with the light so it's constant movement, subtle shifting, a great beauty and phantasmagoria, tantalizing and then back to the slow ponderous world, patience, one step at a time, one second, one minute, one hour, one day, one week, one month, one year, seven years, a span, seven years to change'

'Come back after fifty years and not a lot has changed. See the eye, the eye that records and the diarist who records with patience and the artist who tries to paint, to immortalize a scene with great love. The opportunity to flesh out and embody, to deepen the experience of the physical plane with five fingers, five toes, two eyes, two ears, a nose and a mouth. We are given the portals, the senses, the ways of recording, testing, tasting, fixed and transfixed and the spirit part of us wants to fly above the speed of light to its home but it's learning, leaning to be patient, to be born, to immerse itself in a new phase, slowed down in treacle, crystalized, like being frozen, going from steam to water to ice and then suddenly melting again and freezing again and melting again. The transition from one state to another is making us wise, is making us co-creators, participants in the phase changes, in the magic, in the mathematics of the universal mind'

'When we become adept at shape shifting, living slow and living fast, moving between one reality and the next, then we become masters of change and transformation, then we can begin to truly grow into what we will become and into everything that there is to know as if we will finally fill out the whole picture, the whole of what we really are. There are parts of us in shadows still, parts of us that are not realised, parts of us like a dark room that's not yet been illuminated. We are still in our little corner but slowly as our eyes accustom more and more is seen until the whole becomes clearer and clearer and then we will know as we are known but for now one step at a time, second by second, minute by minute, hour by hour, with patience we fulfill our part of the picture'

'I have an image now of a great table, it's like the images of the last supper, the table at which we are invited to share the feast, to participate, to take on the majesty, we are invited with love to share in the feast and the great mystery of the Christ and the baptism, the crucifixion and the resurrection and to join with the whole creative plan to share in the feast with love and I see the swan again swimming down the river, spreading its wings. It's content to flow down the river but it's also content to spread its wings and fly into the air'

'I feel as if I'm a bird flying through the blue sky, soring. I'm alone but I also know that the sky is full of birds and when I am content to be one and many simultaneously I will know I've come home'

'I have a sense of a figure standing in front of me, a gentleman in what's like Elizabethan dress, somebody like Francis Bacon in front of a grate, a hearth and the coals seem to have almost burnt out, it's not a glowing fire. This man is dressed in black and white, he has a poker in his hand, I'm not sure if he's trying to rekindle the fire or is content to see it go cold'

I asked Liz if she had anything else about Susan who she mentioned at the beginning.

She got an image of glass Pyrex dishes upside down and flowery birthday cards.

I then put a tune on to help Liz come completely back before I did the healing exercise, closing prayer and our closing down exercise...

129th Sitting 14/02/2017

We had the room setup as usual.

I did the opening prayer at 7.10pm, turned out the light and put the music on.

We did the Rainbow Bridge visualisation exercise...

Liz found herself in a midnight blue scene with a full moon at the roots of an enormous shining silver birch tree. She had followed a girl with a hood on into this wooded glade and there was a large pool there. Liz thought of the spirit guide Silver Birch and the emphasis was on Silver. She then found herself with an Indian Chief who then turned into a Tibetan, quite rotund, with a moustache. Liz wanted to be in the pool, in the water and he told her that was fine as it was easier for spirit to make contact when we are earthed in water. The water was silver and felt like velvet as the moon reflected on it. Liz was aware of dragonflies and other insects and was shown the larvae and the dragonflies immerging from their nymphs. Liz then saw a group of Aboriginal people eating the roots of bulrushes or lily stems and was shown that this lifestyle was very important, the contact with the Earth, living with nature. She saw the seed of the bulrushes, the germ of the seed and the new plant coming out of it. It was the teaching of the creative process that goes on iterating, repeating the process and evolving as a pattern and in every single bit of it is a whole, a whole new beginning. Liz was made aware of this. By just sitting in the pool in this one place the whole richness of the creative tapestry was revealed, was seen in its developing intricacy and Liz realised that the chaos theory somehow explained that process mathematically...

I saw a young girl dancing like a ballet dancer and as she danced strands of silvery web were trailing from her and building up on the ground. She started circulating round and round me building up a wall higher and higher then closing in at the top like a dome. I was now encased in this silvery dome. It wasn't dark as light was getting in and I could see shadows of things moving around outside it. Then it started to split open as if two hands were pulling it apart. I looked out and saw a huge bird like a crow in a nest. It was as if I was immerging from an egg and I saw other eggs in the nest with people crawling out of them. The bird then started to feed us, not with food but with thoughts saying the only thing it couldn't feed us was experiences, these we had to have ourselves but it was feeding us all the tools and information needed to help us experience and it was up to us whether we used them or not. We then all took off into a cloud to begin a new life...

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

It started to look misty and light in the room to me.

I had a pressure in my right ear.

Then it became blobby in front of me and I saw a few pin prick lights.

My left leg went fuzzy for a few seconds from the knee to the foot.

Liz started...

'I seem to be looking at a cake doily, a lace table mat. I have my old friend Susie Buckridge with me and she's brought along another friend Alice'

'It's like I'm going into a doorway and there's a big lion or creature in it, it's okay I'll go through. It's turned into a big wicker basket getting deeper and deeper, going down a long way... seems to be going round a corner... going round a spiral like a cork screw. Crown, an image of a king on a throne, old King Cole was a merry old soul. Got a sense of a very radiant smiling presence, jolly, like a cockerel, iridescent feathers, tail feathers turning in, cantilever, sort of joint... feel as if I'm in a racing car at the wheel... I've got somebody who looks like Spike Milligan, a thumbs up sign, sense of a boat, now seem to be on a toboggan or sledge racing down a slope, Christina, get a sense that name is like a female Christ, got a kinetic sense of drumming like being inside a vehicle, being inside a floatation tank'

'Coming back to these doilies, got a girl with long flaxen hair and a cap... a long line of people pushing each other along, they are in wheelchairs... a space seems to be forming, got the name Simon'

'Got somebody that looks like my Uncle Bill, got my dad with him, they're looking around a bit, they're being a bit irreverent, they've got something that looks like it could be a religious symbol connected with the Torah, making a bit of a joke of it, gooning around, they look happy, perhaps they decided that all those religious fetishes and rituals were just paraphernalia, didn't do a lot to tell you about the real life, a life that continues, a life that's full of fun, a lot of exploring to do'

'Something about snowballs...'

'Got a picture of Aunty Binky, she's alright now, she had dementia, it's like a photo album, a lot of my family... I'm wondering if they are all pleased because of these babies that have been born, yes there's three new babies in the family, on both sides of the family'

'I've come back to cats... unless it's Kate... Pricilla, Prudence, yes the doilies could be Pricilla, Wolfie... and the cat, she loved cats... that could be the connection with royal, Wolfie used to be a royal seamstress and she worked with people in wheelchairs, people with disabilities'

'Georgian, sense of pedigree... like a large umbrella, parasol, parachute... Pinewood Studios, Coventry'

'Something to do with Alice, a headband, a scarf tied around the head... She's turned into a rabbit'

'I'm asking is there anything for Nick... you haven't got an Aunt Fanny?'

Me... 'No I don't think so'

'Funny... looks like violet, picture of an iris in a clear glass of water... now seems to be in a large top hat... got a sense of pebbles, connection with Pevensey Castle, I can see the tea rooms... now towards Hooe to Battle. I'm looking at lining material, brownish gold heavy material, looks like the lining material inside a top hat or a hat band... a strange small man like Popeye... connection with a funeral, lining material of a coffin... got the sense of the stitch around my midriff... ducks in water... Dorothy'

There were quite a few things in what Liz said that had something to do with my family and friends. Some may have been coincidence but I felt she did have a connection at times.

Liz then asked for a tune to be played as she came back.

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

128th Sitting 31/01/2017

Just before we sat Liz was feeling herself being moved sideways and had an image of Leslie Flint.

We had the room setup as normal.

I did the opening prayer at 7.10pm, put the music on and turned out the light.

We did the Rainbow Bridge visualisation exercise...

Liz started off on boggy dark ground full of water with bluebells and wild garlic. Her feet were in the water. In the distance Liz could see an aqueduct with many arches and she was drawn towards it. She turned into a blackbird and flew up and on top of it looking down at all the water courses below. She then saw lots of telephone wires around her forming an intricate net. Liz didn't know which one to look at and wondered if there was one ringing for her or lit up. She then got the idea to look for a rainbow and saw one stretching out from her towards one of the wires then found herself pulled towards it. She suddenly found herself going up and up on an upward spiral, like a multicoloured kaleidoscope. At the top Liz found herself coming out onto a platform which was all white light and she felt there were hands lifting her up. A group of people were there who felt like royalty, they seemed like jewels but Liz couldn't focus as the light was too blinding. They told Liz she would get used to the light and then she became aware of a fountain like a dolphin's mouth forming rainbows and through these rainbows Liz caught a glimpse of a wonderful garden that looked like it was full of jewels shining bright but she still couldn't focus on it...

I started off on top of what appeared to be the Eiffel Tower in Paris looking down and seeing all the life below me as sparks of light moving around in different directions creating trails of light like headlamps on moving cars. Then the top of the tower started to sway and changed into a dinosaur with a small head, long thin neck, large body and thin tail, a bit like a sauropod. I was sitting on its head and the ground below looked baron with very little life apart from the odd stationary spark. I sensed that the dinosaur was hungry and felt lonely. I imagined some plants and soon the baron ground was full of lush green foliage which pleased the dinosaur and it started eating. Then other similar dinosaurs arrived to share the food and it no longer felt lonely. It then changed back into the Eiffel Tower and I was back at the top again looking down at the life below and got the same feeling that it was hungry and lonely. I sensed the hunger was for more knowledge, everyone had become bored with the day to day physical life and felt lonely because inside they knew that there was much more to life but couldn't break out of their day to day routines. I felt that a spark of interest was now needed to put people on a path to greater knowledge and understanding and that spark was happening now, coming from many different sources...

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

Liz got Krakow, Poland.

I was seeing flicker effects in the room a bit like a flickering candle flame.

It started looking lighter to my left.

Then I saw big bright blobs coming and going.

Liz got an image of the father in Steptoe and Son.

She continued...

'A delicate matter, somebody's washing their arms, stretching their arms out like an embrace'

'Charlie'

'Diminish, distance... forest... follow in father's footsteps... valediction'

'Bernie... Pat Burn... Paddy... tiles, like in a bathroom... a cat's whiskers... Bernadette'

'Majority, Margery, Medjugorje'

'David... Ellis... constructive criticism'

'Sign pointing to Croydon'

Liz got a strange picture of a rather distorted parrot... She felt she was being told to just repeat whatever she got parrot fashion.

Liz then felt she had been sent to Croydon where there was a connection with a medium called Leslie who she met there a long time ago.

Liz continued...

'Bernie, crossroads, squeezing a tube of toothpaste'

'I'm being sent down a tunnel, a sort of direction, someone is pointing, a bit like a conjurer, magic wand, a conjurer's wand pointing in that direction, to my right... table, tabling a motion in parliament... testing, walking stick... Christchurch... I'm being led to someone to shake their hand'

'Pebbles or pueblo'

'The direction was westwards'

'Earlier I had seen a gentleman with a short white beard and spectacles who had a sort of sea captain look, proper, neat, well groomed'

'Fuller or Fulborough'

'I was asking where am I being led and am being told to just be patient and get the words right... I got Margate but I resisted that as it's a different direction'

'Midwich cuckoos... sense of a spiral going round and round in my head'

'Frank, Frank Waters... Mississippi blues... image of a boat, canal barge'

'Corinthians... Plummer, plummet'

'Got the song... The Taylor and the Mouse'

'Strange image of somebody juggling lights from a film set... Somebody is saying imagine you are on a film set and I am the prompt and you just have to repeat what I'm saying'

'Gladiator... country cousins... fishnet... sitcom...testimony... storm in a teacup... censorship, censorial'

'Got a sense of a hot air balloon with a basket under it... humbug'

'I've got the sense of the Eiffel Tower... Timotei shampoo, not Timothy, to do with hearing, French'

'George... talking about a garden, digging a garden, cultivating a garden'

'Gordon Higginson... Prudence'

'Got this funny cap like a knotted handkerchief, a sense of fun, chill out... Imogine, lemonade'

'Got the word rosebud which turns into an image, a symbol of something that's still tightly closed, not opened up yet, but a hopeful image too, a rosebud can blossom and open up, just needs the right conditions or the right gardener. That's a true point to end on, that mediumship within us has many possibilities like a tight bud, with patience and the correct tendering and nurturing it can open. It will open in due course to full flower but you have to create the right conditions. For a good rose to open you have to cut away a lot of debris, you need a well pruned bush so that all that energy is going into that one bloom, if not you get a lot of inferior blooms'

Me... 'Yes that's like all the noise in your mind, cut away that noise and you get the true message'

'and of course the rose depends on the gardener too, you have to link with the gardener, have to learn to trust, let the gardener work, trust that the pruning will be good, not to resist... I was told in Croydon not to have too many irons in the fire, be much more effective to focus on one, one strong connection'

Liz was now feeling back with it.

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

127th Sitting 24/01/2017

We had the room setup as usual.

Brian joined us this week as a guest sitter.

I did the opening prayer at 7.10pm, turned out the light and put the music on.

We did the Rainbow Bridge Visualisation Exercise...

Liz found herself sitting by a trickle of water through ferns into a well. As she watched it, it seemed to turn into a beetle, a ladybird and then Liz became the ladybird and flew off with the words 'Ladybird ladybird fly away home...' She was flying over a patchwork of fields going on and on, eventually coming to a corn field where there were teenagers sitting on haystacks. Liz became one of them and then found she was an Indian elder and the teenagers wanted instruction from her, they wanted to learn how to live off the land and survival skills. They were trying to transduce the energy from the sun by doing various exercises. They formed a circle and lay down like a clock. They were meditating and controlling the rain, tuning into the sun and the seasons and the Earth. They seemed to be drawing energy from the sun and the Earth and using it in specific ways. It was like there were caves or caverns under the Earth, under the trees and these were safe zones. These teenagers were mastering the skills of how to survive and how to utilise natural energies and they were protecting themselves with these energies and using them to direct the natural forces...

Brian visualised a rainbow bridge and tried to step onto it but found himself sitting underneath it by the river. The music playing reminded him of being by a river in Portugal and he saw the little fish swimming about in the water. Then when the music changed he was seeing the birds of prey, eagles and buzzards and when the music changed again he saw small birds and butterflies and bees...

I started off in a room following a mouse around the skirting board until we came to a mouse hole and the mouse disappeared through it. I followed it through and found myself in the dark, then saw the start of a sunrise as the scene lit up. I saw a tree and decided to sit against it as I watched the sun move across the sky. It wasn't too bright and I found I could look straight at it without hurting my eyes. Then I saw the mouse in the sun running round like it was in a wheel. When the sun went down I saw a full moon come up and watched that move across the sky. I sensed there was somebody sitting against the tree behind me and then heard this person ask me to stand up and turn round. I saw it was a dark skinned man in white robes and he asked me to follow him across some fields and down some steps towards an enormous sandy beach full of thousands of people as far as I could see. He told me that when we connect with spirit we can interact with all these entities who can speak as one mind or as individuals. Each one has a wealth of information but it was our responsibility to ask specific questions if we want to receive the information we want. If we just ask general questions we will only get general answers...

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

It started to look lighter in the room to me with a few bright blobs moving around.

Liz got the name Edith

Brian was seeing some white light followed by purple.

He briefly saw a lady sitting in a chair with her head down.

Liz got a surname Howell.

Brian started to be controlled and soon began to speak...

'Welcome friends...'

Me... 'Hello to you, good to hear you again'

'For those of you who find your spiritual pathway it can be a very rich experience'

Me... 'Yes that's true'

'But it takes commitment, continued commitment for sadly there are those who are one foot on and one foot off and they cannot hope to fulfil their potential, but the more you commit, the more you put in, the more you can receive. For it is about building up trust, it is a partnership between yourselves and your guides and the trust works both ways. For an ability may be developed, then the medium has to trust that they can use it but it can only go further when the guides can see you are trusting them for they would not wish to put you in situations where your trust could dissolve. It is important to keep your development simply because no medium can know how far the development will reach'

Me... 'No... I suppose you're never truly fully developed are you'

'That would be rare to be for it not to be. There have been a few who have reached shall we say all the objectives that were set but it is not very common and many is the medium who has returned to spirit and had pangs of regrets where they realise what they might have achieved but if you are regularly linking with your guides they will encourage you and of course the main motivation for development must be to benefit others'

Me... 'Yes it's all about others isn't it'

'Working for the higher good. Egos must be squashed for what is it that might make a medium good and have a certain ability? It is only their connection and the trust they have built...'

Brian came back.

He saw an image of a left ear.

I suggested it may be a message for him to listen to spirit.

Liz got the names Halliwell and Francis.

Liz got a picture of a face of someone she used to work with at university... Carol.

Liz got a sense of a ladder and then a blue sky with linnet birds in it.

Brian was getting very cold.

I felt warm but then suddenly felt very cold around the front of my legs.

Liz started to speak...

'I've got Rupert Bear again with his Chinese friend'

'Maylynn'

'Got a connection with ruins, ancient civilisations, steps, a discovery of porcelain, some sort of material'

Brian saw some white numbers... 1, 7, 227 and 511.

Liz continued...

'Got a Welsh word like clluid... sense of a buttercup field like Louise Malecot, pictures of children, children's books, Beatrix Potter type scenes. A natural life, a country life, a connection with the imagination, the children's reality of the world, the ideal world holding the vision of that pristine natural connection with nature, that innocence and our history, repeating civilisations that have been lost and buried, we've been there before, children in this paradise, I had Adam and Eve, paradise lost and gained, many developments and destruction can be the visionary children and the forces that out of the rape of the Earth the desire for dominance and riches it's twisted and the vision gets buried and the destruction on the brink again and there's a big consensus to not make the same mistakes, not to let the vision fade, the children holding onto that, the young people, paradise gained and lost. I get the feeling that there is a big consensus to help to avoid the same pattern repeating like a record that's got stuck. I want to ask how to avoid the pitfall... Something will come from China, a wakeup call, Francis, saying countdown, it's a clock and countdown, torn in the sense of time running out, there's infinite time, a sense of a river flowing past, rather turbulent waters flowing through roots of the trees, a very convoluted path but it's inevitable, it will get to the sea, it has to, only one way to flow. Focusing on the pools of hope, the sunny fields, fields of buttercups, the innocence, the child vision, to encourage, to foster, not to loose that. It's almost as if in this modern world that innocent childhood vision like Rupert Bear and his chums and Beatrix Potter and all of that is almost seen as outmoded, as if there's no place for it anymore and that's the real darkness of the age that's trying to block out the sunlight, to steal the vision from the children. They need to have that to remind them, not to have it blotted out'

'I sense there's many people about... Mary. There are many people inspired to protect and foster in the young generation, that's a pathway, the festivals, festival activities, communal celebration, they have an importance, the sacredness of gathering, holding the vision and sharing, music, drama, art, creativity, nature... holidays, they are holy days, days for reconnecting'

'The name Prudence, I sense Prudence approves, just wants to affirm that these are all efforts to hold onto the vision to reinstate the values, life affirming, a sense of lots of safety valves, ways of safely navigating the waves, support and protect'

'I'm almost seeing as if there's a resurgence of the 60s and 70s, that spiritual awakening, the hippy era, a slightly different form but there is a big push, big effort coming our way, going to take off big time soon, reinstate the vision. I guess this is all part of it too, people's renewed interest in things spiritual, not religion they are done for but just the spiritual pathway, the Shaman pathway. A realisation of the inner vision, individual for each one but shared community, the sun dance, it's the sun dance, yes the sun dance, it is, it is, it is the sun dance, that's what it is, it is, it is... it's reconnecting with the sun energy, the sun dance... Ah Felix... Thank you'

Liz felt she had her old friend the expressionist painter Feliks Topolski with her.

I saw a face that looked like the 70s DJ Tony Blackburn. Possibly a connection with what Liz had been saying.

Liz got some numbers... 4x4x4.

She got the name Iris.

She sensed herself by a slate quarry, a centre of alternative technology, a dry stone wall of slate.

Brian had been cold for some time but the cold was leaving him now.

Liz asked me to play some music to help her come back.

She got the name Teressa.

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