200th Sitting 23/07/2019

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

I did the opening prayer at 7.55pm, turned out the light and put the music on...

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

After about 30 minutes Liz began to speak...

‘I have somebody here... India Rubber Company... tall gentleman, tanned, in a grey suit... experiencing some pain in the bottom of the lungs, small intestine area, pancreas he’s saying... sugar, yes, his complexion is very yellow, he died of pancreatic cancer... he’s showing me spiders, webs, webs of confusion... just directing me to the spider, how they trap their prey and package it in those gossamer threads, spin round and round to entrap and that is part of the confusion. And so his miasma... was prevented from seeing the truth by these webs of lies, of confusion and obfuscation surrounding a mental world so that people become paralysed, unable to act, unable to even bring forth their own opinions, their thoughts. They've been parcelled and packaged, so completely caught in this web of untruths and confusion. This is how the Machiavellian world of commerce, of politics, of so much that dominates and rules the world at the moment, how it ensnares and paralyses the ordinary person from acting, from developing his true character, his true ability to make decisions, to act in the world, cushioned and cocooned in a web of lies that’s spun around him, half-truths, confusion’ 

‘So, what do we do to break this spell? To break out of the trap? To free ourselves? We see it, we feel it, we become aware of it. We feel the stickiness around us, we call out, we ask for help. Wriggling and panicking while trapped in this web only makes the spiders spin more lies around us, entrap us further. The art is to stay very still and within this cocoon of lies, this cocoon in which we’ve become trapped is to use the power of the mind and imagination to dissolve it, to free ourselves, to become aware and using the power of the mind and imagination to develop that dark inner space, that central core within the coffin in which we live, the blackness within. To recognise there the dazzling light, in this blackness is light and to hold on to that light which has the power, to dissolve, to penetrate, to cut through the strings and the ties that bind us, to cut through the sticky web of deceit, of lies, of half-truths, of confusion. This penetrating light in the darkness deep inside us has the wisdom and the power, the authenticity to dissolve the sticky web around us and set us free to fly again, to extricate ourselves and set a new course, a new path, an alternate reality that is truer to the light within us and is able to see and perceive the degradation in which we have been forced to live lives of confusion, deceit and half-truths'

‘Imoralove is the name...’

‘I lived a very ivory tower life, concerned with the manufacturing world, the chimneys, the industrial concern until I found my liberation in the foothills of India, the Himalayas and extricated myself from the miasma and misinformation and the misdeeds that surrounded me and entrapped me. I found a better way by going within the dark space deep inside. That existential core of being. The darkness filled with light and that light is the strength to deliver, the strength of our salvation, of our deliverance’

‘Yes, I had tea with Nero, at the sweet excesses of my life, poisoned with and led to my relatively early death. I was filled with the deep and bitter distress of the struggle to disengage from the sticky trap, of the life in which I found myself for the most part but deliverance was mine from the foothills of the Himalayas and I would recommend to each and every one to find a spiritual path, a teacher or a method to help you probe in the deep inner darkness in which is light, the deep depths of your consciousness in which other tools lead a better life. Ask and you will receive. Seek and you will find’

‘No one need spend their life in a state of confinement and suffering and spiritual torment. There is a key to the locked door, there is a path to freedom. Seek and you will find. Ask and you will receive. It shall be given to you. Look within. Trust that he who laid the trap has the spring that will release you if you ask. Only know that you yourself are the creators of the trap in which you find yourself and you yourself have the key and the tool that will release you... thank you for listening’

‘I had a feeling someone called Michael Drury was here’

Me... ‘Is that somebody you know?’

‘Yes, in childhood’

‘I have the image of a man with a gun to his head... I just feel that the words that were spoken before, just for many people the life becomes so problematic and confused in a way that it feels impossible to resolve or extricate yourself from the material world and the problems, that an illness, death in a sense is the only way out. But I think the previous speaker, and I think Michael is concurring with this, was pointing to how there is a way out, the spiritual path helps to free you from this if you can trust sufficiently to engage with it, to look inside, to trust that there is a solution, a way to extricate yourself from the impossible situation that you find yourself in’

‘I’m being shown this image, lifting off the roof of the world like a scab, releasing all the puss, all the putrefaction, washing it out with this pure water and allowing the ultraviolet light of the sun to then heal the wound so it becomes good flesh again, becomes whole, becomes healthy. But it’s opening up and allowing the light in, a metaphor for healing, and to help with the wound, cleansing it, all these worms, snakes, healing snakes that cleanse, that digest all the indigestible, all the toxins, these are often things that are seen as dangerous or things that we despise but they are the tools to help us to cleanse and purify. Many of the tools that can help us to dissolve and get rid of the sticky mess that entraps us, the toxic environment in which we find ourselves, the poisons, many of those tools like the snakes and the maggots that you apply to wounds to heal them, to cleanse them, they are tools that we regard as dangerous, to be avoided, the psychological discipline, the spiritual discipline, spiritual tools that have been considered dangerous or unnatural, looking into those dark areas, using these particular exercises or tools, but like the snakes and the maggots and earth worms these are tools of deliverance, tools that will digest and dissolve those sticky threads, those toxic ties and binds and problems and dilemmas, those doubts and confusions, those fears and disgusts and shames, all the baggage of a lifetime, conditioned responses. But these tools that might seem disgusting are in fact allies, helpers, tools of deliverance’

The music CD ended.

‘Feels like there’s a lot of people here, just like to thank them’

Liz felt back with it.

We recalled our Rainbow Bridge Exercises...

Liz found herself by a brown river, there were reflections of the sky and trees and rainbows in it. Liz decided to swim across and on the other side was a lady dressed in white who embraced her, a wonderful warm welcoming embrace. She took Liz to a pool of clear water which had the same reflections in it and there were the letter Ms in it for Munro or Mum and Liz became aware and felt the lady was her Mum which had an incredible emotional response. Liz had tears in her eyes as she felt the unconditional love of her mother and everything that goes with that and also the inter-generational problems that in many ways mothers haven’t always been allowed to express that love in the proper way and how that may lead to karmic stress...

I started off seeing a lot of white noise, speckles on an old TV set. I saw little bits of images come and go then it cleared to an image of a beautiful garden. I decided to walk into the TV set and into the garden where I felt the soft grass on my bare feet. I stood there enjoying all the colours and the sounds of the birds. The image kept blinking out and becoming white noise again then it changed to an image of a beach. I was standing on wet sand and then sat on a groyne with my feet in the sea as it ran up and down the beach. Next I was in a forest and I climbed a tree. I decided to jump to the ground as the scene changed back to the garden and I landed on the soft grass. I stood there for a while then backed out of the TV set as the white noise returned...

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

199th Sitting 05/07/2019

We had the room setup as usual with the Magnetometer on and Liz wired to the Mind Mirror EEG.

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

We did the Rainbow Bridge Exercise then continued on into the session...

Liz drifted in and out of sleep then about 70 minutes after the opening prayer, just as the music CD was finishing, Liz began to speak...

‘Got a Margret Rutherford... someone in a gym slip, looking like Ruby, the policewoman in St Trinians, I see Mills and Boon novels, romances...’

‘Get the feeling that everything today seems to be so pragmatic, the escapism, the development of the right side of the brain, the fantasy, the alternative reality, imagining, to construe the world as a fairy story with a meaning that suits you. The fantasy is taking charge of reality, engaging with it as an editor, a creator, building your castles in the air. This is very good practice for the imagination, acting out your deepest beliefs about how things should be, could be, how you would like them to be. Reality is a very fluid space, it’s what you make it. A photographer imagines that he has captured how things are but his eye has selected a scene, a part of a scene, a construct that in some way captures something within him, an idealism, an idea. We interact with the so-called real world in a creative way, we impose our own interpretations and expectations and desires, we select. When I am here in England in a country garden, I have selected this setting, this scene, I am not in a slum in Calcutta or in a sizzling sunbaked desert in Australia. There are other scenes being edited, acted out, imagined by other actors, participants, creators. If I bring the best in me into this incarnation, into this world I shall have achieved my purpose, but if I allow others to dictate, to manage my life for me I shall have frustrated my purpose and I shall leave dissatisfied. Take charge of your life, take charge of your dream, of your fantasy, allow your deepest inner desires, motivations, dreams to surface, to direct you. Model your reality according to your deepest paradigm, don't let others dictate for you. Some day you will have to give account of how you spent your time, how you engaged with this world, this opportunity. Have the courage to tread your path that is uniquely yours and no one else's, thank you’

‘Somebody is talking about a Pennyroyal and Black Tuesday... Findlay, Arthur Findlay...’ 

‘There’s a tension between the left and the right but as you observe the possibility of shutting one down, shutting down the left... I think I'm looking at something evolutionary in which can be found a predominance of one hemisphere concerning the brain but as is being implied in modelling and selecting your version of reality you can choose to operate more from the right than the left cerebral hemisphere, from the part that is more intuitive and parallel processing. So, a genetic predisposition to one particular modality is only one facet and the operator of the brain can switch, can select, can train and can develop this biological machine according to preference, to suit. The left brain, that logical part and the right brain the more intuitive part will allow and for the medium allowing is a necessity, so the medium will develop or take charge of this aspect of brain function and attempt to shut off the more logical and censoring, filtering, aspect of brain function temporarily’

‘Iris is coming through, she’s here a lot, she’s trying to organise this stage, she’s very bright’ 

‘We have so many lovely friends and loved ones in spirit with us still but that critical left part of the brain finds it very difficult to accept or understand that that physical presence we knew and loved that has become no more than ashes or bones can still be with us, can still be the same without that physicality. It's very hard for us operating so much from our logical, critical, world educated paradigm to accept this other version of reality but these wonderful friends and loved ones are with us still, all of you and so very welcome still. Strange that in life we see the development and change of form from the infant to the adolescent, to the adult, to the elderly person and sometimes the physiology is vaguely recognisable throughout those changes but sometimes it’s radically different so that the face of the child, the adolescent, the adult, the elderly person are so different that if we did not believe that this was a continuing essence behind these changing forms we might believe them to be completely different people so we forget, but that is acceptable because it is still within the framework of a body and that critical part of our mind dismisses the idea that that same entity, that same inhabiting entity can continue in yet another form but without the physical body, without the flesh and blood body, with a refined body that is beyond our current sensory, our developed sensory apparatus, our limited sensory apparatus or our censored sensory apparatus because in truth our sensory apparatus if we wished to extend and develop it can be extended and developed to perceive this yet further change, this subtle body, this non-physical body of that entity that we have observed in various stages throughout physical life and that is the task of a medium or one who selects, who desires in that way, to extend the sensory apparatus, that task is to perceive and engage with this extended form of that same individual entity. So, by entertaining the reality in which that living form invisible to normal eyes is possible the medium then allows the possibility of communicating with that form, with that entity’

‘Spencer Davis has said our life is the lie we believe in; the truth is very different’

‘I think I've got Mary... Mary, Mary quite contrary how does your garden grow... but Mary has a beautiful garden... I have Brown, Mary Brown, she’s reminding me about prayer, thank you Mary... and that prayer is the way into the right brain, to the intuitive, the activation of the intuitive side of the brain which for some may be the left rather than the right... and Mary would like me to remember the wonderful Quaker way of holding the silence and allowing that intuitive voice from the greater truth to speak out of the silence, the still small voice. But the prayer is the asking to receive that massage, to receive the wisdom, the healing and the help. The prayer is an intention to engage with the very best of our true self, whatever that is, that unknown, the unknowable, the infinite possibilities to help us to engage with that desire to align ourselves with truth. The prayer is the asking for the shedding of light on our lie, on all our errors, our false assumptions to help us to clarify, to understand. The prayer is focusing, is putting into words, putting into ideation that willingness to be whole, to be with the whole which some call God but which is our home and our own true self. How could God or the creator be separate from the creation. So, when we pray, we are asking for the activation, for the realisation, for the response to all that is deepest in us, the questions the requests, those things that are even difficult to formulate, it is the attempt. Prayer is an evolving art of engaging with spirit, with what we truly are. Prayer is the calling of the child, the small portion, to the mother/father, to the larger part, to inform, to protect, to facilitate, to allow, to support, to contain. Prayer is an act of love, is part of love because it is the recognition of the connection between the small broken off part with the whole and the desire of that small broken off part to be enfolded and contained within the whole, to be nourished and fed by the whole, as the child reaches out to the mother so the praying, supplicant, reaches out in thought to the mother/father God, to the whole, to the source, to the truth, to life. When you pray don’t censor your words, allow your deepest wishes and desires to bubble through, ask to receive what you need to grow, what you need to know, what is important, like Joan of Ark. If I'm on the right path, if my understanding is correct let me keep on this path, but if I am wrong, if I am on the wrong path, if my understanding is imperfect, please put me on the right path and amend my understanding’

‘I can feel somebody's putting a feather in my hand... I'm hoping it might be Inge... I think she has promised to help me with the writing... and my cousin Jane Foreman, I see her so clearly. All truly beautiful people and still alive and well and with us still... I say goodbye, thank you all, thank you for the opportunity’

I played a tune to help Liz feel back with it.
We had gone on a lot longer this week.

We then recalled our Rainbow Bridge Exercises...

Liz started off in a hot air balloon which was going up and she was controlling it with strings like on a blind. She kept some ballast in it so the balloon didn’t go too high and saw a line of people in tall hats, black and white with white ruffs. Liz wasn’t sure where they were from but then thought they were Quakers and she got a message of the importance of prayer and there were connections to different lives and by going up she was getting into different realities, different lifetimes...

I started off with a rainbow bridge, shiny metal with colours running through it surrounded by mist. As I walked over it, I found I too had colours running through me which was a nice relaxing feeling. Then the bridge faded away, it was dark and I saw rain coming down like sparks of light, full of colour and I just floated in this rain soaking it up...

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

198th Sitting 27/06/2019

We had the room setup as usual and used the Magnetometer but not the Mind Mirror.

I did the opening prayer at 7.35pm, turned out the light and put the music on...

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

After about 15 minutes Liz began to speak...

‘I have John Harbottle here, washing out my head with a bottle brush, he was a technical officer, he had bad arthritis... got a sense of spiders, cobwebs... savouring freedom... sense of a lion... Savanna, South Africa... getting the message of a new broom, sweep clean, cleaning the slate of everything, a new start, all wiped clean, all the cobwebs gone... sensing that freedom, getting the original roaring lion, Savanna, surveying vast territory, unbridled freedom, face the sun, the blaze... We shy away from the light, we are like creatures of darkness like the spiders building their webs in the corners, the dark corners, in the crevasses, afraid to look at too much light... now I see the unlimited, I see the light, not afraid to look now... I was John, I am John... but in some sense John is gone...’

‘Lesley Carson... talking about craving... incandescent, consumed, totally coloured and colour-blind, preposterous, presumptions... the confusion... very slow to heal, very slow like coming out of a treacle bath, still all sticky and just wanting to be washed clean of all the attachments, all the cravings sticking to me like glue... far reaching effects, you take them with you... snake slithering around, slipping in and out... far easier to deal with these when they are physical... settling, settling down, healing takes time, takes confession... if I don’t know that I am sick I just carry on, you have to want to be healed... while you are caught in the glue it’s very hard to come unstuck... but here I can just lie in the rain and let it wash it all away... in a sense dying is like the scissors that cut away all the... cuts you out of the gloom, cuts you out of the sticky bonds, the attachments, severed suddenly, it’s difficult at first, unfamiliar, like phantom limbs. If you have an amputation, but you still feel the leg, even when it’s not there, when the bonds are cut, even when they are cut and not there you can still feel the pull so I have to keep remembering that it’s phantom bonds now, I've been cut from them, there’s no physical state in these now, substance abuse... but as I lie in the rain and the rain washes me clean... it takes a lot of lying in the rain, a lot of realisation that I've been cut free. You see, the attachments became so much the norm, normalised, you don’t realise it’s a sickness, you don’t realise the drain in your energy, draining the life from you, consuming. So even when you’re cut free the emotional pull of them still like the phantom limb, but they’re helping me now, I do know I need the healing... to be washed clean, to be undressed of the world, to shed those remnants, those rags, to be well ridden, good riddance, I can say that now’

‘All healing is a form of dying, it’s a form of letting go the attachment to the sickness but it has become a habit, habit of spirit, habit of mind, habit of body... I craved so many things, fashion, publicity, fame, success, money, flowers, even solitude. I'm being cured of the craving, the craving that binds, that fetters, spiders' webs of the mind. I'm like a spider caught in my own trap, caught in my own web, become my own sticky food parcel, I've been eating myself... kick the habits, kick the habits of mind, kick the habits of craving so you can go free. My healing was forced on me by death... in the rain being washed of the sticky remains I can see how I could have done it while I was still in the old body if I wanted to and part of healing is the desire to heal and that’s taken a while to come and sometimes the desire to heal only comes with intense suffering because we’re afraid to heal, to let go, afraid to let go of the sticky attachment because that’s what keeps us going, that’s what fills the gap, that’s what creates the matrix, the physical reality in which we dwell, without it we think we’re lost, we’re afraid of falling into a vacuum, a pit within reality and that’s just an illusion, that is just a trap, a snare and the healing can only come when you let go of the fear, when you stop being afraid to let go and it took me dying, enforced letting go, it was like cut out of the web but the phantom limb, the memory of the web continued until my desire to heal became stronger than the fear of the loss of the phantom web. I realised it was a phantom, insubstantial because I knew there was no physical satisfaction anymore, I'd lost, there was no point in the fear, I gave up the fear and then the desire for healing began to form and the healers came and they surrounded me with beauty and the rain that washes me clean now I surrendered to the healing, I allow the healing and it takes time but you can do it now without the actual dying if you let go of the fear of letting go. Bit of a catch 22 to let go of the fear of letting go, ask for help. If you truly ask for help the help will come in the fullness of time’

‘I’ve got Gracie Fields... they’re all lending their support, we support one another, that’s what they’re saying. We’re all addicts in one way or another, that’s what they’re saying, great tolerance’

‘I’m asking what is the secret of healing and I'm told the secret of healing is the desire to heal and be healed, to be made whole, to be the whole of what you are, to make whole again and behind that is the healing of the hole, the H-O-L-E, that your separation from the whole, the W-H-O-L-E, has created. We talk of holism, of holistic healing. Holistic healing is the healing of the hole in the whole. Ask and you will receive, give and it will be given back to you in abundance, that is the teaching, that was the teaching of the master healer’

The music CD ended.

‘I have with me a Rabbi or a learned man with a beard’

‘Thank you... we’re in the presence of great teachers... thank you all... Sefira, he who’s face shines like the sun, and dear Leslie Carson, thank you... and my friend Mary Whitehead and John thank you all’

We recalled our Rainbow Bridge Exercises...

Liz got Iris again, she came with the flower iris and was leading Liz to the one who’s face shines like the sun, this being of light, the great light...

I started off being wrapped in a soft blanket and placed in a pram then pushed down a busy street full of people rushing around. I had the sense that I wasn’t really there, the pram seemed real but the street didn’t. Then I was going downhill getting faster and faster, out of control. It felt like a roller-coaster and as I thought that I found I was on a roller-coaster going up and down and round then through some water which made me think of a power boat and then I was on the sea in a power boat heading towards an island. The boat went up onto the sand and stopped. Suddenly everything went quiet and I got out the boat and sat on a rock. I just sat there enjoying the quiet knowing that I could go back if I wanted to by just thinking about it...

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

I noticed a lot of bright light when doing the healing and Liz thought there were a lot of healers with us...

197th Sitting 13/06/2019

We had the room setup as usual.

Liz decide not to use the Mind Mirror EEG this week but we still had the Magnetometer working as usual outside the seance room.

I did the opening prayer at 7.35pm, turned out the light and put the music on.

We did the Rainbow Bridge exercise then continued on into the session...

After 20 minutes Liz began to speak...

‘I’m feeling this presence with me... Naomi... It’s a very gentle feminine presence, she brings with her the memory of a grand piano, piano playing, dancing, very gentle feminine energy. But I have a sense she was blown up by a bomb, but her whole experiences of the feminine... she showed me a white shawl made of cream coloured silk, just a large white shawl, could have been like a head scarf... slim, very light... I see her like a shepherdess... she’s showing a line of cars, travelling with a convoy, nose to tail... she’s telling me there are schools now, places of learning, she’s teaching, she’s learning, going on a long journey... it’s quite beautiful, it’s like she can create whatever she wants, like lavender fields, it’s like she loves the creative arts, beautiful patterns, pictures... she’s talking about being sensitive to the needs of others... soft cushions... she’s trying to convey a sense of exquisite embroidery, the delicate nature of these arts and crafts, the delicate beauty of the perfection, the colours, the texture, all these wonderful facets of crafts to delight, they are the expression of a desire to bring beauty, to bring that spiritual beauty into the physical environment, into the environment of the home and the inhabited spaces in which we live, to grace them with the expressions of the inner seeing of the spiritual realms, the colours and the light and they are all art when it is a genuine expression of inspired spirit, the memory, the inner seeing, it’s a gift to help to stimulate the memory, the remembrance, the attunement to spirit. True art is shining with that light, a special subtle flavour, a taste of spirit. Divas, earth spirits have created the wonderful manifestations on the Earth plane, the flowers, the trees, the insects, the animals, the creatures, all exquisite, wonderful creations and for the human creations are as yet limited but they are the artistic creations of music, of theatre, of dance, of art, painting, sculpture, the crafts, the weaving, the sowing, the embroidery, the patterning, the decorating, the inventions, the architecture, the buildings, the furnishings, the gardens, the toys, all these, creations of the human mind and imagination are imbued with spirit. Now the beginning of the human being, learning to create, developing that ability to manifest. The humans are a manifestation of the creative power and as manifestations they too can manifest creation and as they grow in strength and wisdom and power, they too can become creators. The creative aspect permeates all manifestation and like an echo it continues, rebounds, getting weaker and weaker until the new impulse sounds again. Creation does not stop with the created but the created become creators, creation continues and continues to its endless permutations. We find ourselves like magicians with the magic wand practising creation but it’s only with the refinement of spirit that the finest creations can occur. You can turn from the very bold strident dominant creations imbued with power with the more delicate subtle intricate creations that have their own intents, intern power. These two different types of creations operate in much the way of the male and female, both are essential in the building blocks of life, where you see the great icebergs with their magnificent structure, form and shape like mountains but within the structure, the delicate crystalline formations such as you get in snowflakes, both are intricately involved in manifestation, both have their part to play. So, the female form and the female mind and way in creation is different and essential to the male way with its more powerful and dominant and outward display' 

'I Naomi celebrate the feminine but I recognise the beauty and the power of the masculine, and I celebrate the difference and enjoy the difference. I enjoy and embrace the feminine but respect the right of the male to enjoy and embrace the masculine. Both polarities have been woven into the manifestations of the physical world and both are intricately intertwined in each and every portion of the manifestations but just as the tree bears male and female so the whole of life manifests in proportion of male and female. This balance of the male and female manifests in the human consciousness, in the human form of the brain, the right and left sidedness of the brain so within each human is that capacity for a predominance of male and female. But though one proclivity may dominate, both aspects must be treasured, expressed and nurtured because to express and nurture within the one organism the two proclivities of the male and female this enables the respect and the understanding for the dominance of one form or the other in each individual, so a female can best understand a male by experiencing within herself that male component of the psyche and similarly the male can best understand the female by recognising within himself the feminine proclivity within his own psyche, so although the mental mechanism of the male may be dominant as male, the presence of the female within him allowing the expression and the sense of that will enable him to understand and respect the feminine in the female in whom feminine expression is dominant. When this becomes true for all human beings there will no longer be the inequality between the sexes, there will no longer be conflict between the sexes, there will be cooperation and heightened creativity and a far deeper spirituality in humanity in general. The mother-father god that is spoken of by mystics is a reality not to be ignored for the creator is a mother-father god and the true human will only become creator when the mother-father god is manifest in each and every one’

‘I Naomi, operating in the feminine principle have been blown up by bombs from a masculine force that was out of balance in the world at present. I celebrate the feminine and I urge the masculine to also celebrate the feminine, so there will be no more bombs, no more killing fields and the principle of the masculine will be transmuted from the blood bath of the stags fighting to the building of heaven on earth, to the building of temples, to the building of living things, to creation and the feminine principle will embrace this transmutation waving the wonderful white flag of peace and truth and surrender’

‘I have shone the mirror on my life and recognised how many incarnations I have had as male and female and the powerful lessons of the immaturity of those forms in me has begun to mature so my understanding has grown. We all have learned through millennia, through multitudinous lives, in one form or another of male and female, we have learned to begin to transcend from the animal form that dominates in us, in the physical memories of our DNA of our brain stem, we have learned to transmute, to transform, to transpose’

‘James Kicoldy... coming from the churches... the animals still manifested, the primeval forms still dominated the spirituality, latent within those structures but a new age is upon us so the form of the churches must change for the old spirituality dominated by the animal forces has to be surpassed. The churches have acted like rampant roe deer bucks, like dinosaurs, like walruses dominating, waring, fighting, claiming territory and that is the old animal way, and that is not the refined spirituality that was essential in the teaching of the masters and the saints, that is the corrupted version spelled out by the priests and teachers who did not have the refined understanding of the evolved human but were operating still from the animal which they projected on a demonic form called the devil. And the old religions are being replaced by a new spirituality and that is informed by the higher principles and in part is mediated by the deeper understanding of the male and the female elements in our psyche’

The music CD ended.

‘Ah, feel as if there’s many nuns and priests around me, they are all intoning to the mother-father god as if that breath is being breathed out over the world, a new understanding’

‘Thank you to Naomi and Iris who was there and Peter and James Kicoldy’

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

Liz felt there was somebody overshadowing her quite strongly towards the later part of the communications. She felt a tingling over her head.

Liz thought Naomi could be someone she knew in Israel many years ago.

We recalled our Rainbow Bridge exercises...

Liz started off walking through large banks of irises towards an enormous river, fast flowing and wide. A long rainbow bridge spanned it and Liz began walking across reaching out to spirit, allowing them to come towards her. She became aware of a girl in a long dress who looked like her and Liz identified with her, a lovely feminine presence. She was dancing and had a beautiful shawl she had made and led Liz to a woodland where there were many more women and stags with antlers. Liz thought they might be men dressed up as stags, she couldn’t make head or tail of it. The women seemed to be very at ease with this space and had an incredible connection with nature. The stags we dancing and intertwining with the women, it was if it was a celebration of each other. Then Liz was aware of everybody in a separate rainbow bubble and they were all different, they were all dancing and creating within their own bubble but interconnected somehow. They were sharing the same world but each seeing it differently, creating it differently...

I started off walking down a tunnel like a mining tunnel with light bulbs hanging off wires. Then I saw a lady’s face, it was black and white like an actress in an old movie, she had blond curly hair. The mining tunnel was still there and it was as if I was swaying between the two images. Both images then disappeared and I was aware of curtains on a stage opening and the stage was full of white light and at the same time I saw black witches flying around on broom sticks in the dark then all that disappeared and I was a postman walking up a path to a house. I started posting letters through the door, some were black and some white and it felt like the house was eating the letters and I had to keep feeding it. Then I heard people talking and laughing behind the door so I opened it and saw Liz with her friend who had two babies in her arms which is what I saw when I had entered Liz’s house earlier...

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

196th Sitting 06/06/2019

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

I did the opening prayer at 7.55pm, turned out the light and put the music on.

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

After about ten minutes Liz began...

‘I have the name Iris again; she often seems to come... and Susanne...’

‘Have this feeling of a large amphibious creature like a frog looking at me, big frog eyes... I had the sense of being a deep-sea diver with the idea you have to plumb the depths before you can rise to the heights, you have to be able to swim deep into the lava less but also murky waters, the unconscious, and that will be necessary to be able to retrieve the baggage, all those impediments, all the blockages, all the debris, the weights, that you need to discharge, that you need to unload, that you need to acknowledge but let go of like old clutter, old luggage you no longer need in order to be able to rise up, to rise up through the waters into the clear air, into the universe, into the higher levels, higher vibrational levels of consciousness, that that is the work to be done in order to be able to engage completely with the higher spiritual realms. Being Earth bound means more than having your feet on the ground, your body always has its feet on the ground, you always have that Earth connection as long as you are in your physical body but for the consciousness to be able to leave the body, to be able to soar and reunite with its larger aspects, those patterns and habits that have been created into the mental body which is a non-physical aspect over millennia of incarnations hold that mental body to the memories in the Earth plane, to many negativities, to many fears, to many traumas deeply buried, hidden but still holding, chaining you to a limited mental set. To be free, to expand, to rise beyond limitation it is necessary to plumb the depths, to open those psychic stores of trauma to acknowledge, to recognise those fetters, invisible fetters that are holding your mental body back. These latent memories lurk in the shadows and like bruises create the pain, tension, depression and negative thoughts, doubts, lack of confidence, fear that overshadows you regularly for no apparent reason but they are triggered by the environment by occurrences in the current life story that trigger these old wounds which have not really been properly discharged’

Me... ‘How can we discharge these old wounds?’

‘This is the deep work of spiritual psychoanalysis which is a rare occupation nowadays can help but you yourself can work with this and by monitoring your dreams, by asking for your deep inner psyche through dreams, through lucid dreaming, through imagination, through journeying, asking to expose, to reveal those burdens that you need to discharge, those areas of holding, bring them to the light. For some it is safer to work with another, to work with a teacher, to work with a spiritual friend but for some who are well grounded and balanced within this life framework and emotionally stable, it is possible to work on one's own, recording, writing, reenacting, there are many methods using psychodrama to reenact your dreams, to reenact your imaginary experiences or fantasies, exploring, becoming more aware of incidences that trigger negative emotional responses, that trigger mood changes, mood swings, not distracting yourself from this but viewing it, observing it like a scientist might. What you are viewing and observing is fleeting emotional states that can give a clue to buried trauma, to buried patterns, holding patterns that hold your mind in fetters preventing it from flowing freely into the field of all probabilities, all possibilities into the open-ended field of infinite possibility. If you hold firm to that desire to be free, to be truly free, to reach your true home, your full nature, that will give you the courage to honestly explore these difficult areas, these clouds that you would rather brush aside but the work needs patience because too much inner exploration, too much introversion can also be a fetter and a bind because your true nature needs to delight, needs to appreciate, needs to enjoy the beauty and the wonderful opportunity of this incredible creative physical reality, a unique and wonderful opportunity to engage with so it is also important to be present in the physical reality in which you have been incarnated and to have plenty of moments of happy relaxed tranquil appreciation of the beauty, of the wonder. So balance is essential in this journey of spiritual growth and inner exploration and to remember always that you are a spiritual being in a temporary physical body and you are in that physical body for a reason and part of that reason is to enjoy as well as learn because learning without enjoyment, without joy becomes duress, stress and a chore. True learning is a delight, it is not difficult, it is a slow and steady assent, so be measured, be easy on yourself, imagine you have all the time in the world knowing at the same time that your life, this opportunity in the world could be taken from you by chance at any time. So, delight in it every day because every day could be your last day but also know that you have the infinite possibilities of continuing, of returning, so hold both perspectives of infinite time and now is the only time. To live with paradox in this physical world is the sign of the master’

‘I had a name just before, Dagda...’

‘Just kept getting the word sad... and I felt like I was blind’

‘I’ve got Brenda... knitting... almost like seeing a shell, the skin of a pumpkin or butternut squash, hard shiny skin... showing me piano keys, not very clear, maybe trying to play the piano, she’s in charge of sweets, stiffness in her fingers... cats, don’t know if they’re real cats or soft toys... now I have Sheila, wants to say sorry to Sheila... it’s almost like a village hall, want to engage with village life... not sure if I'm in a wheelchair’

‘Muddy Waters... is that the name of a person?’

Me... ‘Yes it is’

‘Was he a jazz musician?’

Me... ‘No blues I think’

‘Got a lot of green around me... feel as if I want to blow a trumpet to awaken the dead, rise up out of the slumber, shake off the slime, the old pond weed. You can cry out for a trumpet or saxophone, you can really cry... I feel as if I still want to cry out that old tune, I want to wake people up out of their slumber, I want to shake their souls... it’s like I'm still crazy with grief for being buried in the dark, blind, spiritually blind... it’s like I'm rising out of the slime, out of the muddy waters, becoming something, want to shake off, wanna bathe in the clear water, let that soul be renewed like a new born baby, shining... I feel like I gotta heavy cloak weighing me down but I can rise up out of it and that’s what I want to say, it’s like I'm a monster in the deep but I can rise up like the Loch Ness monster and then I can... (Liz sneezed) all that weed got caught in my breathing apparatus, smoked too much, drank too much, breathed in a lotta bad stuff, gotta get it out of the system but it’s a wonderful feeling to rise up out of it, so I say blow the trumpet, raise the dead from their slumber, the living dead, stuck in the mire, shake it all up baby, shake it all up, shake it all off, sneeze it out of the system, and I'm still waiting to transform. Now I don’t know what I'm going to become but I'm waiting to be touched by the hand of the healer and my soul will be saved’

The music CD ended.

I got an image of a large heavy door opening to the right of Liz, then a strong wind coming through it into the room, spinning round it a few times then going back out of the door which then shut.

‘I feel like I've changed my coat, that green slime for a rainbow coat, coat of many colours, now my transformation into a rainbow being and I can fly... well thank you, I’m seeing a face here, I'll have to check it out, I want to hug this person, a good man, blessings...’

Liz felt back with it.

We then recalled our Rainbow Bridge Exercises...

Liz started walking along a path with a brick wall and tulips, all different colours. Then coming towards her was Max Cade in a tweed jacket who had developed the Mind Mirror EEG. Max was delighted and hugged Liz giving her encouragement. He invited Liz into a hot air balloon and as they went up got Liz to throw out the sand bags sending them higher and higher. He knew Liz was questioning how will they get back down to Earth and he told her she didn’t need to worry as her physical body was always attached to the Earth because it was an Earth body but this was the spiritual body that needed to rise up and in order to rise up you needed to get rid of all the Earth links, the weight, the burdens of the Earth they had to be thrown over because keeping them was holding you down. Max knew that Liz wanted to rise to the heights and told her she could do that, she just needed to throw all these weights out and she didn’t need to be afraid because her physical body was still planted in the Earth, this was just a spirit body that was letting go...

I started off sitting in the room and becoming aware of a strong wind circling round and could see a vortex in the middle of the room. It seemed to go up forever and I decided to take off leaving my physical body in the chair as I wanted to see what was at the top of this vortex of wind. I eventually came to a giant hand palm down above this vortex and I saw a lady’s face and a second hand came up below me to sit on. The face looked like a huge marble statue and I asked who are you? She replied Jennifer so I asked what are you doing here? And she replied I'm waiting. I said what are you waiting for and she said she was waiting for the Earth to evolve and went on to explain that the Earth only existed in the minds of those who inhabited it and it was up to each one of them to raise the quality of their consciousness and become love then the Earth would evolve to a place of peace and harmony...

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

195th sitting 29/05/2019

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

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

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

After about 15 minutes Liz began to speak...

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

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

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

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

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

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

‘Got the name Iris... and Stephen’

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The music CD ended.

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

Me... ‘Thank you friends’

We then recalled our Rainbow Bridge Exercises...

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

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

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

194th Sitting 21/05/2019

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

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

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

After about ten minutes Liz began to speak...

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

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

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

‘I was hoping that Inge might come through’

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

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

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

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

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

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

Me... ‘Has she got a message?’

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

Me... ‘Can she see any light?’

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

I felt something cold and tingly on my left leg.

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

The music CD ended.

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

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

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

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

We then recalled our Rainbow Bridge Exercises...

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

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

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