We had the room set-up as usual.
I did the opening prayer at 8.40pm, turned out the red light
and put the music on.
About five minutes later I was sensing energy building up to
my right then moving like waves towards the cabinet to my left.
Then after another three minutes I saw what looked like a
giant zip going across the room being zipped up from right to left.
After a few more minutes Liz began to speak…
‘I’ve got the Balkan Sobranie tobacco and I’ve got the Terrence Higgins Trust and a postcard, a
sort of stamp, stamp of approval… I think there’s some work on protection going
on, get rid of all the mental gremlins, working hard to clear and protect this
space…’
‘I had the moon in
Aries, I don’t know whether it is or not?’
‘I got the name Clive’
‘I get the feeling
like Jonah in the belly of a whale, there’s this group of people looking down
at us, like bonneted ladies, Salvation Army. It’s the whole world in their
hands, to save or to be midwives to the birth of bringing Jonah forth out of
the whale. Giving birth to the world, they’re midwives, midwives of the future,
Mary, Miriam, Martha, the bonneted ladies…’
‘Keep getting nursery,
there’s this nursery, we’re being schooled, infants… most of us haven’t yet
been born’
‘Amazon…’
‘Getting the word
Tellurian, an epoch Tellurian… distance, this epoch… don’t know if that’s where
the switch was made, change, change of clothes, Tellurian… I got this feeling of this slate
grey shiny like graphite, like metal, silvery grey dark, something to do with
communication… concerned… concertinaed… I got a picture like an accordion,
layers finely folded… Now I’ve got an image of a seal, sea lion, sea creature,
very sleek, completely at home, completely adapted, happy… I’ve got this
strange hybrid creature like a mixture of all creatures, parrot head, claws, a
bizarre concoction, try to do everything, this is a travesty, a lot of
miss-fits. I get wipe the slate clean, back to the drawing board, this thread
of steel, the thread running through it, it’s pulling us forward…‘
‘I have the feeling of
an embryonic form, like a chrysalis in a cocoon, all these permutations going
on like a great alchemic melting pot for centuries, eons, the transformation,
this is where the ignorance, it doesn’t know what it’s going to be, it can’t…
it’s multi-potential, there are many interested parties, parents you might call
them, which way is it going to go, from within there are brief flashes of
inspiration, there’s knowing, there’s consciousness there, illumination. There
is a self, initial intention, there is a beginning of a self-creating entity,
cells, units, and they’re focusing. That energy is forming a nucleus of
knowledge and it’s determining a form, a shape of things to come… and the
parents are watching, waiting, how will it evolve? How will it emerge? They can
wish, they can encourage with their thoughts and the illuminated cells are
receptive, they intuit, they feel the urge, the pull to draw them to a
particular form, a particular way of being. There are many embryonic forces…’
‘Think of the story of
Sleeping Beauty and the fairies that were called at her birth and the fairy
that was not noted and his intention was slighted so there was some disharmony
but the ill effects were mitigated, the result was a delay, was a stasis, time
asleep, delay in the awakening, it’s the prince of peace who gave the kiss,
this is the Christos. The prince he woke the sleeping beauty and it was the
marriage of heaven and earth… Time, time is now… he is there… daughters of
earth and the sons… the sons of space…’
‘Agnes… Sheila…
Tellurian…’
‘This chrysalis
spinning on its stalk, spinning faster and faster, its vibrational rate
increasing as the metamorphosis are completing, spinning increases and the
creature is wriggling, restless, perturbed, writhing. A lot of disturbance as
it breaks open, there’s a break through, splits asunder, this new form emerges’
‘I have the head of a
lion, the talent of an eagle, the wings of a dove and the heart of a saviour… a
new man… sweep the yard clean to prepare a place, to prepare for the birth, the
emergence of the new man depends on the preparation, the clearing of the
ground, of the old ways, the purging, take a new broom and sweep clean… prepare
the way’
The music finished.
Liz got the name Diane and still felt she was in a clearing
with white beings around her… she thanked them.
When Liz was feeling back with it I did the closing prayer,
sent out healing and did our closing down exercise…