212th Sitting 12/12/2019

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

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

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

After about 40 minutes Liz began to speak...

As she started, I saw large bright blobs in front of me, then I drifted off to sleep and when I woke the room looked very black and Liz was coming to the end of the communication.

‘Got an image of a barrel rolling... the name Doug... got a riot of images, sumo wrestlers, large people... I've got a strange smell of rubber, rubber burning... Doug’s taking me to the volcano... feeling of terror, souls being rescued, maybe by the Maori, wrestlers, sacred ground... can see a lot of boats... seeing my shoes are melting... It’s an angry mountain... keep getting the word canasta, sense of rivers, streams trickling down, cool water...’

‘Different indignities of the flesh at times... mortality... you can either live five feet under or five feet above, each way is a different perspective and the down under perspective drags you down into the level of the indignity of the flesh but the five feet above lifts you to a perspective where you observe without becoming attached. Gravity tends to pull us down, close to the Earth plane. Gravity holds things together, creates a sense of density, of mass, weight but the soul flies free as in dreams, it immerses itself in matter but it can levitate itself beyond and above and keep the bigger perspective, helps us to avoid the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune. And there never was a time when I was not and there ever is a time when I am. True relationship is soul to soul and that union, that bond can never be broken because souls can never die, souls continue, souls grow together, grow into something even more refined, even more amazing. The coming together of souls, that union of souls is the ultimate ecstasy of being. In your relationships don’t dwell on the trappings, on the personality, on the outward positions, relate to the soul. Hear the song of the soul, the vibration, look beyond the clothing, look beyond the flesh and blood, look beyond the deeds and words and confusion, tune in to the soul, the inner spark, that what gives humanity its humanity, the human being inside the shell, the human being in swaddling clothes waiting to be born. When you recognise another soul and you peer beneath the surface and make contact you become real and the other becomes real and in that shared reality you find union. The sharing of union is a gift but each has the capability of bestowing one another and many others and in each contact of soul to soul reality is enhanced, the realisation, the beginning of enlightenment, the beginning of becoming fully human. To become fully human is to fulfil our destiny on Earth, a fully realised human being. When the threshold of fully realised human beings is reached there will be a turning point in the evolution of the human race. In that day there will be no more hunger, no more war, and the lion will lie down with the lamb and the swords shall be turned into ploughshares and on that day humanity will become as one and a true reflection of the creator. The humanity that will inherit the Earth will understand the inner workings with the Earth and will respect and cherish the secret workings of the Earth, and the heavens will be known and will be honoured. It was prophesied that the child will be born, would lead man back to the Garden of Eden, the Garden of Eden that had been guarded by the fiery angels. That man came to show them love of one's neighbour as oneself, to reveal how man could find the love of the living God in his own soul, to realise the love of the living God in the soul of his neighbour. That teaching has spread in the Earth plane. Those who listen and hear the message of the child that is born, the soul is naked. Those who hear and who listen and who understand can transform themselves to become like the child again and grow into the full human and return through the fiery gates to the Garden of Eden. That was meant as your rightful heritage. The wise men followed the star. The sun, the moon, the stars are the luminaries that guide human existence in the Earth plane. Those lights dim as they are compared to the light of the communion of souls our reminders, faint reminders. Their brightness in the dark serves to beckon, to remind, to help us remember where we are heading, first to the crib of the child, the new born then following the child to re-inherit our heritage, the Garden of Eden, the Heaven on Earth, that is the true meaning of Christmas... thank you for listening, love and blessings to everyone’

Me... ‘Thank you’

Liz sat quietly for a while and had a feeling there were a lot of people that she knew who had died that loved what had been said, it was like it was for them and very important. A shared message, a communion of souls.

We then recalled our Rainbow Bridge Exercises...

Liz found herself in front of a brick wall and decided to walk through it into a water meadow of irises. It was beautiful and the water was pure and clear. She walked through it to a clear lake and swam to a boat and was then holding onto a rope cradle being pulled along by the boat. A woman in a blue cloak was steering the boat and she took Liz onto a grassy back where she was lifted up and embalmed like a mummy, cocooned in white bandages like a chrysalis that was going to immerge...

I found myself in front of a fence and it was as if I was painting it from right to left. To my right the fence looked new and fresh and to my left it was dark and lifeless. It was as if I was putting life into the fence. I wasn’t using paint but it was some sort of energy coming down my arm from my stomach onto the fence. I wondered where I was getting this life-giving energy from and looked up at the sun and saw a connection with that, then I saw a connection with the moon, and the Earth and some trees. I then saw my higher self and saw most of the energy was coming from that in huge bubbles, like bubbles of information, one at a time and I saw rainbow patterns on them. I tried to see more and saw my higher self merge into something bigger but I could see no further than that...

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

211th Sitting 05/12/2019

We had the room setup as usual.

Liz was wired up to the Mind Mirror EEG and we had the Magnetometer switched on.

I did the opening prayer at 8pm, turned out the light and put the music on.

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

After about 40 minutes Liz began to speak...

‘I’m just seeing an old school teacher of mine, Mr Whare, Mrs Smith... just aware of dominos, children's games, being shown the value of those things as teaching and training aids that help the brain development... have the sensation of something golden in connection with Mrs Smith, golden opportunity, gold... we are here to help and facilitate the growth of others, sharing our experience, our knowledge and skills, recognising in others a potential and encouraging and teaching is a great blessing. We all benefit with our interaction with others, with the sharing and encouragement we give to others on their journey at any point in their life. Mrs Smith is showing me the white rabbit, it’s the encouragement to explore, to take a journey. Encouragement of imagination is very important, to learn, to recognise the unusual, the anomalies, the strangeness, to accept and not reject unusual experience, to follow the path less trodden. Too often out of fear you confine children and others into straitjackets to make them conform to expectations, common normality. We clip their wings, this causes distortion and unhappiness, of conflict. We need to cherish the uniqueness of every child, of every person even when they don’t fit in to our paradigm into our consensus reality view of what is good, what is valuable. The unruly boy may be a blessing in some particular pathway in life. He may not sit in the classroom tidily doing his sums, behaving, he may need adventure, stimulation beyond the conventional wisdom of the classroom setup. There are captains who have chased the whale, astronauts who have walked on the moon, mountaineers who have climbed Everest, divers who were sent to the bottom of seas, women who have won the Olympics, women who have died fighting for causes but further the interests of humanity. These maybe the ones who wriggle in their seats, who do not behave according to the norm. Cherish their individuality for they may have hidden depths, they may have a pathway to tread, it is not yours or mine, they may have gifts to give. Beware of our attachment to false idols. Arithmetic may be fine for the few but its value may be best appreciated on the race course. There has to be fun in learning, it has to be joyous, enjoyable, not a sedentary chore which children hate. Give me the man and I will show you the child in him who has suffered from wrong education, from the education of harms. Show me the child in the adult and I will show you how to set that child free. Liberty, equality, eternity not competition. Fun, but not competitive fun that boosts the winner and diminishes the looser. Everyone has value, everyone who reaches their full potential is the winner. Encourage everyone to reach their full potential so all may be winners in the game of life. Learn to stand independently, learn to stand in your own truth, the truth of who you are as an individual. Don't be afraid to stand alone for in your uniqueness you shine for the benefit of others... I thank Mrs Smith’

Me... ‘Yes, thank you Mrs Smith, a very interesting talk’

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

We recalled our Rainbow Bridge Exercises...

Liz found herself by a river with a bridge straight ahead, a steel bridge like Meccano and she reached out over it to those in spirit including the people responsible for the Mind Mirror, Max Dade and Geoffrey Blundell. She wanted to feel their presence and felt they were pleased with what we were doing. Liz also thought of Harry Edwards and realised that all of them had been involved in healing. It was the use of the Mind Mirror and biofeedback that was connected to hospitals and healing and Liz felt the importance of the spirit work we are doing is to do with healing...

I started off riding a push bike but I wasn’t moving, the ground beneath me was moving, I was stationary. I was on a large sphere, reddish colour with a surface like the moon. It turned beneath me and would spin in different directions as I turned the handle bars. I had a feeling I was surrounded by something else and rose up out of myself going through another sphere like frosted glass. I found myself on another bike on this sphere and could see my other self below me on the smaller sphere and whatever direction I turned the handle bars the other me did the same. I felt there was some sort of magnetic field connecting us. I again felt I was surrounded by something else and this time rose up and went through a third sphere like a straw net and found myself on another bike. I could see through the holes in the net and saw the other me’s below me both duplicating what I was doing and again felt a magnetic connection. I went to the side of myself and observed everything as a 2-dimensional diagram, three circles with a line connecting the three bikes which were drawn as triangles. I then saw what looked like an Einstein like professor sitting at a large wooden table looking at the diagram while writing down mathematical equations. Then I became the professor and I rubbed out the centre circle and put my head through the diagram. When I opened my eyes I saw a scene of chaos and confusion with different images and noise coming at me rapidly. I took my head out of the diagram and redrew the inner circle and everything felt calm and peaceful once more...

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

210th Sitting 21/11/2019

We had the room setup as usual but didn’t use the Mind Mirror EEG or Magnetometer.

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

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

After about 20 minutes Liz began to speak...

‘I’ve got the name Daphne again and a sense of delphinium blue connected with her. Daphne reminds me of a dragonfly, an ephemeral being with wings. It's as if I’m in the realm of fairy tales, like seeing a queen but with wings, webbed like a diaphanous... Another name comes to mind is Diane... This is like being in fairy land, the snow queen, I feel this is to do with the children, to be rescued, to be saved... She’s saying we have to save the children, save them from the hunters but who are the hunters? These are the large commercial interests, these hunters, they are the business men, the wealthy. They set up the schools and the academies, thought machines, human factories. The children have to be set free...’ 

‘I see the moonshine and the sunshine and the starlight, the many natural forms of light that are being hidden by the separation. These daily and nightly diaphane forms of light, not just pretty objects, they’re essential for human development, they’re guiding lights. We have made a travesty of natural light by introducing too much artificial light into our lives which operates at a frequency which isn’t conducive to the human frame’

‘I have the colour yellow... when children play with buttercups, shining the buttercup under the chin, do you like butter? That yellow is an important colour of the spectrum, the colour of sunlight, essential for growth...’ 

‘We are holding our children to ransom, slave labour and they pay the ransom for their education, in order to enslave them for the rest of their lives to pay for it. It's a consumer driven child rearing practice. Children being turned into a commodity to maintain the standard of living, the social framework, the economic framework which is in many ways unnatural and contraindicated for the proper evolution of the human soul. In order to grow the child has to liberate himself from this bondage, this ransom which cannot be paid except in blood and toil’

‘Isis is weeping tears for her children of the sun... she says set my children free...’

‘I’m seeing a spotted dog like a dalmatian, slightly puppyish, quite big... keep getting the feeling of a Walt Disney type film... I think the connection with Walt Disney and the fairy tales and stories is the need to feed the children with fantasy, with imaginative stories, the creativity and magic of storytelling’

‘Jamie... said the name Jamie Hamilton...’

‘It’s almost as if I was driving in a tractor... a long brown tube open at the top like a silo... what I was seeing was almost like a ribbed, brown medicine bottle... an L like in an L plate’

‘Got the name Elsie’

‘Casandra... Casandra has a connection with the camels and the three wise men and the star on the way to Bethlehem, the babe in the manger. It’s the Christmas story. Pointing to the new birth, I see the Christmas holly, the tree, the evergreen. There is a longing on the old gnarled faces of the shepherds, of the old men, like carved out of wood, for the birth of this new being, for the child. It is a mystery in the heart of creation, the embryo, the creation of something new, the development of new life, new possibility, new potential. Out of the old gnarled wood comes a new shoot... I have the letter Y for yellow. They brought yellow gold; the child must have gold’

‘Wherever two of three are gathered in my name I am there in the midst of them. That was the Christ promise, the child promise. We battled against many demons, many odds, many oppressors. They fortified ourselves to yield to the child in the centre. Is not easy for the embattled man, for the warrior, gnarled, battle hardened like the old trees in the wood to yield, to allow the new growth, to kneel before the birth of the tender child. Is not easy for the wizen, battle hardened warrior. He must lay down is sword, his fears, his trident. He must kneel before the child, must embrace this naked mewling being. This is not easy for the battle-hardened warrior. He knows he must give up his lance and his sword, his points of view, his direction. He must become a soft lap for the child. To give up the struggle, to give up adversity, to give up transgressions, to give up pain, to give up survival is not easy. If it were easy, we would have won by now, we would have reformed. But for those who wish to recapture the innocence of childhood, for those who wish to approach the child, wish to kneel before the babe, that wish, that longing for innocence, for reform, will initiate with the pathway, progress of those changes necessary in laying down the arms, laying down the weapons, laying down the obstructions, the fortress gates, the barriers to approach. Life's lessons will begin and one by one the armour will be torn away. Embrace these lessons for they are there to enable, to aid path of return, of reform. In order to progress there has to be a measure of destruction of the old defences, destruction of all that obscures and prevents the return, the turning around, the ability to become a soft lap for the child, to yield. It is not easy for the warrior to lay down his arms but the desire for change, the desire to be rid of the fight, the desire to approach the new life, the desire to worship at the crib of the new born will initiate the path and the way for laying down the arms for armistice, for surrender’

‘The roots of the tree grow deep into the earth and the sap that is drawn into the old edifices, into the old gnarled trees is still sufficient to facilitate the new green growth and the tender shoots growing green will feed new sap into the old gnarled trees and the old gnarled trees will turn into the fresh young tree growing and all is one and all is as it should be and this is all the cycle of life, the cycle of growth, all is as it should be. Allow the path that has been set for you are truly already on that path’

‘I think this was from Mary and I say thank you... She jokingly addressed herself as Mary Queen of Scots... Scottish Mary’

Liz was now back with it and we recalled our Rainbow Bridge Exercises...

Liz found herself in a wood of bluebells and ransoms with lots of shining water around like a marsh. She was aware of gossamer winged beings like angels or dragonflies coming down towards her through the trees and felt they had rainbows in their wings. They danced around her and Liz wanted to join them and felt herself doing backward somersaults. They were going faster and faster and Liz felt she was being encouraged to increase her vibrational rate. Then they all took off and it was like ice skating over the trees, going into a fairy land. Liz asked these beings what she should do and found herself sitting on a very plain wooden chair but sitting back to front...

I started off swimming in a black void and then became a baby still swimming in this void. Then I was myself again sitting in a chair at the top of a grassy hill. The chair had wheels and started rolling down the hill and then I was on skis skating across snow on the hill to a frozen lake and continued skating across that. The ice melted as the hot sun came out and I was now back to swimming coming to the edge of the lake where I climbed out and continued walking in the same direction in a straight line. I had the impression there were people behind me and looked round to see hundreds of images of me retracing my path so far, like stills from a film. I decided to walk backwards to see what would happen and the images began appearing in front of me but they were translucent and when I looked beyond where I had stopped they continued in that straight line but there were also others going off from that point in different directions but these were less clear. I got the impression I was seeing my probable futures and actuated past events...

Once again we noticed a few similarities between our experiences and with some of what came through later.

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

209th Sitting 25/10/2019

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

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

I felt a fuzzy touch on the top of my head during the opening prayer and this continued on and off during the session.

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

After about 25 minutes Liz reported seeing eyes looking at her then after another 15 minutes started to speak...

‘I got this strong impression of grey like a velour fabric and I've just been holding on to it, feel the connection with Grey Wolf and another grey who is with me. I feel the connection in this sense because the grey came through with a feminine, a sense of a female presence, but I think what I am wanting to say... the male and the female are one, two parts of a pod, two parts of a psyche separating out into the different genders, they are united peas in a pod. At the higher levels differentiation doesn't exist in the same way, the whole being incorporates both, it’s gender neutral in the sense that the male and the female don’t separate out they are part and parcel of the same being in which all those fragments are united, one whole and this is the significance of the right and the left brain two different ways of being in the world, two different perspectives. At a higher level they come together into the one, the holographic image, every part contains the whole. This polarisation in the physical world is a fabrication of the divided self by the way the incarnating spirit decided to differentiate, a fabrication allowing a particular form of generation, an idea for the creative production of further beings. One pathway chosen excessively and leading to an entrapment in two identities differentiated for the purpose of generation but an artifice, an artifice of the creative mind but leading to entrapment because of the limitation and the developing brain. When the function of the brain predominates and this way of viewing the world, this way of creating identity leads to dysfunction and consciousness lies beyond the brain for it is only a mediator but the conscious life becomes entrapped in the being that is functioning purely from the chemistry of the brain and losing touch with the whole of its conscious being. This leads to great battles and wars and dissonance between the sexes and within the individual, embattlement, leading to the many fairy tales, the many fantasies, the many stories, the many archetypal tales, Grimm’s fairy tales, the sleeping beauty, the witches, the crones, the giants, the wizards, the wicked witches, the star children, the demonic deformed males, Rumpelstiltskin, the frog prince, all aspects of the human psyche in one male or female predominant role, these fantastic figures play out, act out from the historical, political planes within the social framework, they externalise into human society, into the terrible and transgressive models that predominate in human society and discriminate unfairly and empower one sex over another and create tyranny until these errors in the human psyche are corrected. Until consciousness within each human expands to beyond these confines there will be no healing of human society. These errors in thinking, defining self, stand in the way of integration, stand in the way of evolving the evolution of the individual, stand in the way of the evolution of human society, the civilisation. The present civilisation is based on a false apprehension of the human self, it has to be understood that the body, the physical body is borrowed from the earth, nothing on the physical plane belongs to the individual entity, it’s all transitory, passing, the consciousness incorporates and goes beyond and the phenomena of the physical world like dreams or illusions dissolve, including the human body, including the human misapprehending identity. The true being, the soul, consciousness goes way beyond. The opportunity to access this totality is given moment by moment but bypassed and at death this opportunity opens up but is most often bypassed, familiarity with the totality of being has to be cultivated, has to be reconnected with here and now in order to be secured, in order to be stabilised with the totality of our conscious being to stabilise in full consciousness requires the exercise of attention, requires the exercise of patient persistence because the habit of self-deception and the illusory nature of false identity has predominated for so long and with such consensus but only an act of will or an act of grace can liberate the human being from the falsehood of gender identity. Great mystics and saints spoke of our mother-father God and our sweet mother Jesus because they recognised that the totality of being contained both male and female, beyond archetypes, containing all archetypes but beyond the beyond. Grey Wolf shows me the vastness of heaven, the vastness of the psyche that goes beyond, the great wild spaces for exploration, for being. True love goes beyond the male or female, goes beyond attachment to the human form. Great love lies in the realms of great consciousness, the ultimate creative act in which the one divides to become two. This mystery is beyond human conception and the posing of it in binary form, again is the manipulation of the human psyche, the binary brain, an attempt to comprehend, but is as yet incomprehensible to the divided brain. For those grappling with truth it may often have to be taken on faith but the many are one and the one is the many’

‘I have the image of a can of worms and the picture of a fisherman. He uses the can of worms to catch the fish. I feel I have opened a can of worms’

‘Somebody’s repeating again that many are called, few are chosen’

‘It has to be noted in the evolutionary principle that there is often overproduction. We notice it in the generation of seed, in the surplus DNA, the genetic medium, an overproduction of base pairs, surplus material. We call this hedging our bets. There is purpose in this design, it is a natural outcome of chaos which allows that flexibility to be creative, to develop, to adapt, to change, to evolve. An element of randomness, of random generation is inherent in the evolutionary design principle in which we operate, the probability window, the plasticity of consciousness. Every nook and cranny is filled, is tested, developed in the fullness of time. There will come a time when the fully developed human will be a true creator in turn, when true knowledge will supersede understanding then you will stand over and not under creation, until such a time you will continue in the fallacy of the differentiation of the sexes and the divided brain... thank you for listening’

‘Lupus, lupus, lupus, is that the name for wolf?’

Long pause...

‘I was just asking for a message for you Nick and someone came and wanted to put a school scarf round your neck, I tried to see what colour it was and it seemed like it was an orangy yellow and red stripes and a school cap, then the same person wanted to put some slippers on your feet and they were like fluffy ducks, ha, ha... I don’t know if it was your grandmother but it was somebody who wanted to look after you... as if you were still a school boy’

Me... ‘I did get an image of my mum earlier on, could have been her possibly?

‘Yes, perhaps she was there, it felt like a nurturing presence, wanted to wrap you up...’

Liz now felt back with it.

We recalled our Rainbow Bridge Exercise...

Liz started off with tulips, a Dutch connection. It was a muddy area with a red brick wall and took Liz to a river bank. Across the river was a wonderful landscape, trees, shrubs and hills that went on and on, expansive, something to explore. Liz wanted to get over there and saw a silver metal bridge that turned into a rainbow but she knew she could fly across and turned into a brown speckled bird like a hawk or owl. She flew over the landscape, on and on, a wonderful sense of freedom. Then she came to a place that connected her with men that had passed over, she felt their powerful presence, many men that had been in her life and had loved but some of them hadn’t known Liz completely as she was and it felt like it was an acceptance now. They were in a circle and beyond that Liz was drawn to the women in her life that had passed over. There was a particular woman she didn’t know who seemed to be from a fairy tale and she led Liz to a castle where she was shown fairy tales in which women have appeared and men have appeared, those two archetypes, the male and the female, situations like when the woman is locked in a tower and the man has to climb up by her hair and the wicked step mothers and the sleeping beauty who was awaken by a prince. Liz was taken to a castle like an astronomer's tower or a lighthouse with a diamond multifaceted light that contained all the rainbow colours, all the facets, like a hologram where the whole is there but every part of it contains the image of the whole. Looking out over this landscape Liz could see the overview, she saw everything all contained in the one, she saw all the parts and acknowledged them but at the same time could see they were all parts of the one. This was where Liz wanted to stay, this point of true seeing where you see many in the one and the one in many...

I started off seeing a red door so opened it and went through. I found myself going down a spiral staircase. It was very dark at first then lightened up and I saw I was in a giant glass test tube making my way to the bottom on this glass spiral staircase. I tried to see out and saw I was in a huge laboratory and was being held by a mad professor who looked like Einstein. He said how did you get in there? And I told him about the red door. Then he asked did I close the door behind me? And I told him I'd left it open. He didn’t seem very pleased and said he needed to do some experiments then poured some liquid into the test tube. I thought I was going to drown but the liquid was like a cool mist. Then he lit a Bunsen Burner and held the test tube in the flame. I thought I was going to be burned alive but again it felt OK just a bit warm. Suddenly I found myself outside the test tube with the professor who was now the same size as me. He asked me what had I learnt from this experience? I said I'd learnt not to go through red doors and he said no you haven’t, what you have learnt is when you are exploring and see something like a door you should always go through it and know that you will never get hurt however scary things may look while you are in other realities because you are not part of that reality, you are just exploring and experiencing it and can always go back to your physical reality. It’s always good to explore and to learn new things wherever you are so if you see a door or a portal go through it and engage with all that you discover with no fear...

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

208th Sitting 17/10/2019

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

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

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

I experienced a few light touches during the session.

About 20 minutes after the opening prayer Liz began to speak...

‘I have a feeling I have Grey Wolf with me, I can feel his claws in my hands. Grey Wolf is overshadowing me’

Me... ‘He’s very welcome...’

‘Covers vast territory, keeps in touch with the vastness, it’s that sense of perspective, seeing the larger picture, the woods, the trees... He’s saying we’re lost in the morass, the everyday... go for the blue sky, go for the wilderness, go for the vast space, get in touch with that... He’s grappling around, reminding me of how he grappled, the thorny problems, knots... being forced to face the great night sky with the stars, the vast wilderness of snow, forest, ice mountains, released in the morass. The insignificant mental toil that so absorbs the human mind, the stories, the justifications, the intrigue. Howling the wolves, howling my song to the stars, to the moon. My whole heart sings and this is a different noise... the song of the heart, feeling, centring that song. There is your lifeline, the lifeline that takes you to where you belong, to your meaning, to your soul’s purpose in this life beyond the story telling and trivia. When you howl to the moon and sing your song you listen for the echo, the reverberation. The heavens sing back to you. You join in cacophony, laughing with all of creation, not alone, never alone though alone. The loneliness is what we feel but the loneliness brings you to your community and belonging, the choir of creation, the whole heart, the healing of the heart. Mine was a wounded heart, my heart burst and only then did my heart learn to sing... I learnt the meaning of forgiveness; I learnt the meaning of atonement and atunement. I could acknowledge my transgressions without self-loathing, I could see the larger framework, the whole field in which my journey began and continues still. No obligation to finish or end, just a continuing journey full of wild joy...’

‘I can feel my Auntie Sophie...’

Liz was feeling cold.

‘I had the name Richard...’

‘I seem to be in a dream with lots of people, different people, faces...’

Me... ‘Anybody you recognise?’

‘No...’

‘Somebody’s telling me he’s annoyed; he would have changed the date for his appointment if he’d known... he says... would have done something different if I’d have known...’

The music CD ended.

‘I feel this creeping feeling over my hair... strong electrical feeling, top of my head...’ 

‘Sense of a tortoise, a turtle...’

‘I was going into a dream then, someone wanted to pull a curtain across, felt like somebody in a hospital bed’

‘Got an image of a wheelbarrow, somebody in an allotment’

‘Somebody coming through on a unique radio band, loud and clear... getting a sense of wind generators... alternative technology... seeing tectonic plates, explosions, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions... they’re saying it’s not too late, someone’s trying to hold on to the larger picture... Got Grey Wolf again... not too late’

‘Seem to be some army types, air force... a fish’s tail, amphibian, amphibian vehicle, sea serpent...’

‘I was concerned, wondering if I should hold on to the woods and I sense there’s a larger picture, to hold on to it, be patient, there’s a reason for it’

‘Experiencing a bit of pain in my left thigh...’

‘Cleverly disguising the true origin of what’s being said... I'm asking why?... too controversial... bellicose being, bellicose...’

Liz kept yawning.

‘I think I’ll say goodbye to everyone, it’s too slow’

‘Got the name Terence Rattigan’ 

We thanked everybody for coming and I noticed the room then went very dark.

We recalled our Rainbow Bridge Exercises...

Liz started off walking in silver sand going towards a hot air balloon. Somebody helped her in and encouraged her to throw out all the ballast as it rose up in the air and into the stars. The ballast was all Liz’s current concerns. The balloon landed on green grass and Liz was watching all sorts of people going past, different people all doing the best they could with what they had. Liz was being told that we all have our imperfections and blemishes but we’re all doing the best we can and that we have to learn to accept and not to judge one another but to encourage them...

I was floating in mist and my hands were held by two people either side of me. As the mist cleared, I saw that I was part of a huge circle of people looking like silhouettes all linking hands. I noticed the people were merging into one another as the circle got smaller and finally the two people either side of me merged into me. I was now standing on a mountain looking down on a busy city. There were thousands of cars and people rushing around which seemed such a contrast to me on this mountain in the clean air on my own and the crowds of people in all those car fumes rushing around trying to make a living. I wondered why they did this every day and realised they were all living with fear and believed they had to work like this to look after themselves and survive whereas if they lived with love they could care for one another and share with each other and everybody would benefit...

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

207th Sitting 10/10/2019

We had the room setup as usual. Liz wasn’t wired to the Mind Mirror EEG but we had the Magnetometer working.

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...

I felt light touches on my right hand, then a pressure on my palm and it later felt like my hand was gently squeezed.

I felt a pressure on my left arm near the elbow.

I suddenly felt very cold from the waist up.

Liz was getting hot and then getting cold.
She was feeling her mum and dad around.

Liz was in and out of sleep for about one hour then began to talk...

‘I’m seeing a bird, pink and blue, a small bird. It's identifying itself; I think it’s just showing me that birds have meaning, they inhabit the spaces in our consciousness, between the worlds, they bridge two worlds, a multiverse. I asked how it can be true that the dead can appear sometimes in the form of birds... they can project their consciousness into the small apparatus, a virtual bird. It's a well-known trick in the Shamanic world for a dreamer to move his consciousness into a bird form’

‘I sensed... connecting with the magnetometer...’

‘You are not to dismiss these signs that come to us from the other world into this world, fleeting though they may be, it behoves us to credit them with a meaning, a meaning unique to our self. Colours are also important; colours indicate our connection where in our consciousness they lodge these birds. Hold on to these fleeting symbols that vanish almost with the rapidity of dream disappearance but don’t get too hooked up on them, let them speak to you, listen and hold them in that reservoir of mind space, allowing them to connect you with your own significant experience, memories. Hold their significance in a special place in your mind, they are not to act on, they are not to believe or disbelieve, their importance is for you uniquely and they connect you with the numinous worlds, the internal worlds. They project into the outer world of the physical to remind you, they are reminders of your connectiveness with those other episodes, those other vibrational levels in you. They are not intended to influence your pathways in the physical world, your choices, your experiences, they are merely resonances that help you to connect with your own larger consciousness and those in spirit who are close to you. They want to remind you of their closeness of their continued presence in your life, in your manifold lives’

‘I have Candace Pert who I think wrote the book Molecules of Emotion... The connection with the birds is the importance of the emotions in our quality of being and that birds have an uplifting effect often on our emotional state and that those in spirit who love us and are connected with us and wish to uplift us, bring us happiness, lift our mood, bring us joy, impinge on our emotions, may choose to manifest in the form of a bird who captures our attention by imposing their presence on us in a physical world in a seemingly meaningful way. This is a natural way for our dear ones in spirit to try and raise our spirits, to bring us happiness, to convey their care for us. The bonds of love survive multiple lifetimes, multiple experiences in the Earth plane, they continue through many dimensions, they are part of our orchestral being and it’s natural that those bonds of love should be twanged to resonate, keeping us tuned in to our greater reality, our greater community of loving beings and love. Love is in a bunch of flowers, love is in a bird, love is where you look for it, those beautiful things that capture your attention, twang those resonant threads and bonds of love that glue you in the matrix of being that connects you to your totality’

‘Glory be to dappled things as the poet Gerard Manley Hopkins wrote, for a thatch is the Kingdom of Heaven made and our life on Earth is also the Kingdom of Heaven’

‘I’ve got the name John Le Mesurier, and mellitot... an image of daisies... get a strong sense my dad is there’

‘I’ve got a strong sense of the cross, reaching up, the vertical connecting us to our Heaven and our Earth and the horizontal reaching out of that energy, that healing into the world, those two directions, that cross of light is an important stabilising symbol to connect with, a light from Heaven down through our crown centre right down through our legs and feet into the Earth and then the horizontal bit of that energy in us then reaching out through our arms spread either side, extending out into the world, that light then breathes out into the world. Breathe in, draw that light from the Heaven down, down into the ground through our feet, we breathe out extending our arms out the side like a bird, that light spreads out at the left and right equally. Perfect balance of energies. In-breath you draw the vertical, out-breath the horizontal. On that symbol of the cross we should end...’

Liz was now feeling back with it.

We recalled our Rainbow Bridge Exercise...

Liz started off walking in beautiful soft, powdery sand, so soft that her footsteps filled up again as she walked. She was walking towards a familiar sea with islands in it and felt there was a person either side of her, she felt it was her mum and dad. There was a large boat like a galleon and Liz’s mum and dad were leading her up a wide gang plank. The boat now looked more like an ocean liner and seemed empty. They set off in it and found themselves at Arran looking at Holy Island. This was where Liz was conceived and her mum and dad were very happy there, it was a place that connected them all. Liz stretched over to Holy Island and the cave with her mum and dad. There was great significance with this as Liz felt they had all had a lifetime that connected them with that cave. Liz saw a coin with a Roman head on it and there was a connection with a spring, with water, she remembered there was a healing spring by the cave. She had slept in the cave and had dreamt about looking for it. Liz felt that in the spiritual life her mum and dad could now see the bigger picture and appreciated her direction and wanted to help now...

I was sitting in the séance room and noticed a kind of mist coming into the room through the walls, floor and ceiling. Within this mist I could see glimpses of people, I saw arms coming through the walls and shapes like people walking round the room. The glass dome in the centre of the room started glowing, lighting up the room and the people formed a circle around it, linking hands and seemed to dance round it. I noticed I had risen above them and was viewing all this from the ceiling. I looked towards where Liz sat and saw changing coloured lights coming from her, blues, purples and greens. I stayed there watching this for a while then sunk back down into my chair...

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

206th Sitting 19/09/2019

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

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

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

About 20 minutes after the opening prayer Liz began to speak...

‘I have this shape like a ziggurat, a pyramid with steps... white birds flying around... it’s like a light bulb going on... layers of an onion peeling off and every layer is a layer of mystery, a mystery at every layer, every step of the path, like the heart of the onion, even there you come to no end, a series of layers, of steps with no end in sight, endless questioning, endless mystery unfolding one layer at a time, one step at a time, like looking through a microscope, the resolution changes with the magnification, but the limitations of the microscope and determined by the wavelength of light. With your frail sensory apparatus, you do not know the ultimate resolution of light. Beyond the onion of your physical reality is yet another larger onion in which it is contained and beyond that yet another onion in which that is contained, an infinite succession and an infinite regression. For you the knowing is one step at a time, one layer of the onion at a time and patience is the key, enjoy the journey, enjoy the progression, allow yourself to be entertained by the universe of infinite probabilities’

‘Everything speaks to you, every small thing you encounter is a mystery, the stone, the pebble, the butterfly’s wing, the hair on your head, dust in the air, the clouds in the sky. Each and everything you encounter contains endless mysteries. Enjoy, allow those mysteries to talk to you, to teach you. Each has a tale to tell, a story, the story-line comes from the voice of the infinite into finite time. Remember it is not the flute that makes the music but the player who plays it, the musician who breathes into it, who breathes into it the breath of life. When you receive your stories, when you allow the object of your contemplation to speak to you, to tell you its story and you tell that story and know it is the voice of the infinite, it is the voice of the creator revealing to you one mystery at a time and in the human realm the story is a vehicle for the expression, the out breathing of the infinite into time, into your temporal space. Be still and listen, be still and know the mystery that I am’

‘I seem to have Agnus and Ouspensky...’

‘There’s a story of the sailor, he set out in his boat on the sea looking for land and overhead there flew a flock of wild birds, they were ducks and they were flying in a direction opposite to where he was heading so he turned his boat and followed them because he thought that the ducks would be making their way to land where they could feed, if he followed the ducks he would find his way. So he turned his boat and followed the ducks and sure enough he came to land at the reed beds, the singing reed beds where the ducks fed and he was safe, unlike the mariner who shot the albatross, who shot those symbols in the sky that could guide, he respected and followed the birds and the moral of the story is respect and honour those guides that are sent to you, those symbols, those signs and don’t shoot them down, don’t despise them and don’t reject them. Honour them using your logic to determine what they mean, unravel their meaning and let them lead you home, lead you to where you want to go. The ducks for this sailor are metaphors, dream images, signs, tokens, synchronicities, phenomena but come from deep in the universal consciousness to answer his questions, to guide him, to unpeel that next layer of mystery, that next step he should take, the way home. Pay attention, pay heed to the ducks’

‘Silver... like in a chess game, like the light of a steed, of a lance playing a game of warfare, of power, supremacy. Learning the lessons of war, of conquest. Daisy strewn turf, each daisy a life plucked, conquistadors...’

‘That’s it, the Salvation Army, that’s the one that counts, those are the battles worth fighting, the battles for the human soul. Those are the ones I'm fighting now. I learnt my lessons’

‘When we said many are called but few are chosen, this is the story of those who hear the true battle cry and there are many that fight in the wars of the Earth and the human wars. Many soldiers, many who take up arms, many who follow the crowd, but the true trumpet is playing a rally to the true army of spirit. Many are called, that trumpet sounds for many, for all but few respond, few hear it, most ears are attuned to the Earthly trumpet call, to the drums and the banners and the slogans, the cannon fire, they do not hear the heavenly choirs calling you to the work of spirit, to the salvation of souls. Few there are who hear the call, even after many lifetimes of fighting in the folly of Earth battles but when those who hear respond, we call them the chosen ones because we can draw them closer to us, we can summon them at will, we can inspire them with the spirit, with the holy spirit. We can raise them up, we can set them on the path which is onwards, the path of progression. Once they are chosen there is no turning back’

‘I had Marilyn Monroe, the name, and I just felt she wanted to say that what she wanted was love, she didn’t really want to be an icon. She didn’t really care about her face, she wanted to be loved for the face she had before the world of fame. She didn’t want to be on a chocolate box’

‘Earlier I had a face that looked like Mrs Thatcher, she was gesticulating... I think she wanted me to tell Boris something... I said she should tell him herself...’

‘Just got the Yeoman of the Guard which I think is a Gilbert and Sullivan opera...’

‘Muswell Hill, the May story-line, song of the nightingale... I think it’s Mum and Dad there... showing a pathway strewn with petals... I think they are just letting us know that those who love us are always there, protecting us, wanting our path to be sweet’

The music CD ended.

‘I’ve got Brenda again... and Davis’

Liz sat for a few minutes with her mind empty... she got a sense of being in Spain, mountains, Catalonia, the Billy Goats Gruff, on the hillside over the river, the greener grass, get to the greener grass. The rocks in the mountain had deep black and purple lines in them.

Liz was back with it and thanked everyone for being there.

We recalled our Rainbow Bridge Exercises...

Liz started off with tulips. She was reaching out over the bridge and sensed her Mum and Dad there. There was a loving white horse that came towards her and Liz wanted to ride it and for it to take her to higher levels. It was a bit like Pegasus and took Liz to a reed bed where there was someone Liz knew who had died, Claude with white hair, a bit like a wizard and he was welcoming her to the world of art and poetry and stories. He told her it wasn’t the reed that made the music, it was the player. He said everything you look at has a mystery, and the importance of stories, they are our connection to the great mystery, a way of conveying a layer of mystery that was beyond us...

I started off hearing the words ‘tread carefully’ and then saw stepping stones in shallow water. I carefully walked over them not wanting to look up and felt quite wobbly and out of balance. I sensed a person each side of me and they took my arms steadying me as I walked. Then it went dark, I couldn’t see anything so stopped but they still urged me forward and I found I could still step on the stepping stones without seeing them. I had started with shoes on but was now barefooted and could feel the stones which were warm and then they turned to warm sand and I noticed the people each side of me had disappeared but I now felt more stable. I could hear children running around and sensed one coming up to me so I held out my hands and a pair of glasses were placed in them which I put on and could then see again. I was on a sandy beach and I saw an open chest full of gold coins and a pirate ship out at sea but the pirates were returning to the ship having put the chest on the beach. I then saw a line of people walking past the chest. They looked poor with tattered clothes and each person took one coin from the chest and smiled...

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