24th Sitting 01/09/2015


We had the room setup as usual.

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

I felt a pressure around my right ear and forehead.
Then I felt a burning itchy feeling on my forehead just above my right eye.

The room looked silvery/blue.

Liz began to speak…

‘I seem to have a lot of schoolgirls with me in uniform, grey and red uniform, stripy ties. Francesca, long brown curly hair, Francesca… She says somebody’s put something over her head like a mask or a hat…’

‘Girl, blonde fuzzy hair, larger girl, she seems to be brushing her teeth’

I felt a touch on my right knee and then my right leg felt fuzzy and remained so for several minutes.
My left foot felt fuzzy.

The room was looking brighter.

The left side of my face felt like it had been numbed, frozen.

Liz continued…

‘Building of a wooden structure, it’s like an ark, it’s got curves’

‘Sisters… sisters are surviving… Sonia’

‘Got the name Jeffery… seems to be building a pod… golden eye… something like a first edition coming to fruition’

‘It’s just like this big ocean liner, many decks… lots of stars, pole star, brilliant… promises…’

‘Naomi… persistence pays off… got a bunch of flowers with Naomi, look like blossom… Naomi’s talking about horse riding’

‘I’ve got school books… Test or testimonial… comfort’

‘Plumstead…’

‘I’ve got Rebeca… Muriel’

‘David… just saying who dares wins… he’s got a marigold’

‘Cathy came through earlier, just got it again, got an image of a wellington boot full of water’

Music ended.

I did closing prayer, sent out healing and did our closing down exercise…

23rd Sitting 28/07/2015


We had the room setup as usual.

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

About five minutes later I got the sense of the room filling up with people.
I had fleeting images of elderly people walking around the room looking as if they were not sure where they were. It reminded me of residents in an old people’s home.

Liz began to speak…

‘I’ve got an elephant, connection with Joan… and a sense of somebody who is blind’

‘I keep getting Pak… as in Packhorse or Pakistan… and something about the Ganges… it’s as if the Ganges is being fed off into large lakes and dry areas, catchment, large areas of bare earth becoming pools’

The room suddenly looked much lighter and misty to me with a few spiralling white dots.

Liz continued…

‘Got a sudden image of Abraham Lincoln… it’s as if he’s flying… a strange juxtaposition of images. Abraham Lincoln like a great bird, a great vulture flying over India, over the Ganges with sky burials in the sky. Then the vultures clean the bones of the dead, clearing away all the decay, all the corruption of the flesh, leaving the place pristine, only the white bones… Abraham Lincoln equality, all men are created equal and in death whatever cast, whatever the status has been in life, all that remains is identical bones… All men are born equal; no one has right to any more than any other’

‘My sense is there’s a great shake-up coming to India and it has a connection to these pools being taken off the Ganges… seismic activity’

‘I had the name Aloysius, I don’t know if Aloysius is a saint or a sinner… it’s a humble man, has a connection with salt’

My left leg was cold and fuzzy.

I got a buzzing sensation in my right ear. It felt like it went into my head. I visualised something like a pencil pushing into my ear and head.

Liz continued...

‘I seem to keep coming back to enormous wealth in the hands of a few in India, power, pictures of the army taking over and the suffering, the flushing out of all the old structures… I just get this strong sense of the shaking up of the old structures which is very resistant to change… like a great avalanche’

Liz was very cold.

She continued…

‘I seem to be in a large airport, waiting, it’s a control tower’

‘Christian… There’s something blue, I’ve interpreted it like the star of David, a prayer shawl, a flag… Nazarene… None of this is sustainable… I’ve got a fence around a lawn, fences can be taken down, fences are not permanent structures, they can be taken down’

‘I just got the words… “There is a green hill far away without a city wall” That should be Jerusalem… no walls, no fences…’

‘This image of lots of airmail letters, writing, Pan Am, the whole world encompassed with wings and airmail, the carrying of messages, the crossing of boundaries, the traversing of time lines, the whole Earth circumscribed by flight. Then shall the Earth be full of the knowledge of God as the waters cover the sea, all lands are one land, all times are one time, all is now’

The music ended.

I checked that Liz was okay then did the closing prayer, sent out healing and did our closing down exercise…

22nd Sitting 16/06/2015


We had the room setup as usual.

I did the opening prayer at 8.40pm, turned out the light and put on the music which we played at low volume.

After about two minutes my legs were cold.
It started to look darker to my right forming a kind of slope from right to left and then I saw blobs floating down the slope towards the cabinet.

A few minutes later I was aware of a white mist to my right and I felt pressure in my right ear.
The white mist became swirly and slowly moved from right to left.

I heard a click to my right and mentally asked for another.
After about one minute I heard another but not so loud.

Liz was getting very hot.

Liz got… ‘George’
Then she got… ‘David Hibbard’

Liz continued…

‘I had him here earlier and had a feeling he was making some misogynistic comments, I was trying to suggest there might be some kind loving people that he had in spirit and he could ask for help, he needed to sort himself out, anger management… and George and the caravan. I’m not sure what he wanted to say, I think he was saying sorry… I think he was saying sorry for the fighting, there seemed to have been a lot of fighting… I’m getting the word closure but whether closure means forgiveness or resolution… but if that’s what you want you can ask for help, there are helpers… I have the feeling that where there’s been unfinished business it’s quite difficult to get closure to rest… I get that sense of flames, it’s a sort of form of hell and of distress but we want the soothing waters of forgiveness… You just need to know that you can do better next time, that you have another chance, can always learn from mistakes and do better next time, always a next time’

‘Just have an image of white feather’

‘Just get the feeling someone wants to send kind thoughts now to everybody left behind’

‘I got the name or flower marigold… it’s like a little girl again with golden hair, she’s in a party dress, pale… I got this sense of party food like a chocolate log. I asked her what she wanted to say and I just got… “can I come in?” …of course you can, you’re very welcome. I ask if there’s anyone she’d like to talk to? It came immediately… “my mummy and daddy” …I asked who’s your mummy and daddy and the name “Lucy” came straight back… it’s like a darker haired child and she asked if she could play ball… I got the sense of her being on a boat’

‘Got the name Terrance, it comes with stamps, perhaps it’s a message, posting a message, what is the message? I just got long storks of grass, seeding something; I got the harvest, growing wild oats, sowing wild grasses’

‘I got Terrence Higgins Trust’

‘I have a bow and arrow; someone is shooting an arrow, stretching the bow…’

‘Just had an image of somebody in a wheelchair getting on a tube train, a waggon’

‘Sensing a helium balloon going up, being let go, rising up…’

‘Seth, the name Seth’

‘Sense of something quite turbulent’

‘Bangkok… all the way to Bangkok’

The music ended.

Liz had a sense of families with her… she saw a black bird, a connection with her dad… sing a song of sixpence… She had the sense of someone trying to hold it all together, keeping in touch; she sent them lots of love…

Once Liz was fully back I did the closing prayer, sent out healing and did our closing down exercise.

Liz had drifted off a few times and I had also drifted off briefly towards the end…  

21st Sitting 21/04/2015


We had the room set-up as usual.

At 8.30pm I did the opening prayer, turned out the light and put the music on.

A few minutes later I felt a pressure on my forehead and around my right ear which also picked up a few pressure pops and a slight hiss sound. This continued on and off throughout the session.

Liz started to speak…

‘I had the name Sean followed by Grinwaldi… G,R,I,N,W,A,L,D,I… Just had the concept of a telephone link… I got a dusting, I asked what they wanted to say, something to do with a dusting’

The atmosphere was looking very misty to me and it looked like dim lights were shining through it.
As I reported that I saw a bright light flash on and off above me.

‘I got a sensation of a baby being born, the conduit of the parent, the mother and the child and something beyond compelling that child, through the mother, a clear lineage or link… Springtime, the coming into bud, the bringing forth of the dormant buds after wintering when they’d gone back to refresh, to sleep, to consolidate their energies. The spring is bringing forth new life, it’s a continuity from source, but there’s a possibility of new form, new shape and colour, new invigoration and the whole tree, the whole plant can change its shape. The nurturing of the new buds with the new blooms. Every new child is an opportunity and the wise parent observes and nurtures but allows for change and origination for moving away from the parent stock, change of form, change of shape, of direction, which is good…’

My left leg became suddenly very warm just above the knee. It felt a bit as if a small person had sat on it. This feeling remained for most of the session.

Liz continued…

‘I have the image of an omelette, all the eggs have gone into it, a homogeneous mix, skilful cook, separate from the eggs, we’ve raised the chickens, all the lineages, there’s all varieties gone into this omelette’

‘I’ve got kites, the kites harnessing the winds, energy to fly but the string is still attached. The kite maker is letting out the string, shortening the line, pulling it back, letting it go, helping to harness the wind’

‘I have the diamond; it’s like a great multifaceted… each turning of the lathe. I have Diane, Diana and diamond separately. I have the image of a flower seller holding all these strands’

‘It’s the curator of the museum; he knows every artefact and its origins and its connection to the whole. He knows where it sits, he has a large building, a large enterprise to maintain more objects, artefacts are being brought in, others are being laid aside and rested and the great public comes and views, interest in a particular period, particular epoch. The curator holds it all in his mind and the information has been recorded into a data base, all can access it’  

‘I’ve got Brenda; Brenda is just showing me a basket’

‘I’m getting lots of images of carpets and tapestry, it’s the weaving and construction, the cross threads, spinning wheels’

‘For some reason I had the contact Muffin the Mule… It’s to do with television, Baird, the long road, winding road. It’s coloured, I see it in the science museum, the origin of television, all the history of the development, the chrome colour… Now there’s not a home without a television almost. The development is the work of many, many minds. One maybe brought forward the concept into fruition and then it became a reality… But the concept, where was it? Where is it? Spinning out in space here there everywhere was always there. It’s like number paintings, it’s the matrix that the artist is brushing one pixel at a time, brings it to life then turns the page and there’s a new painting to bring forth, to give birth again and again’

The music ended.
I asked Liz if she had any more to say…

‘I just want to thank Rosemary’

Liz then came back with an image of a magnificent magnolia tree in full bloom.

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

20th Sitting 24/03/2015


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…    

19th Sitting 24/02/2015


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 sensed energy to my right building up then moving towards the cabinet on my left in waves.
I felt the room was filling up with people and got a few images of faces flash on and off.

At the same time Liz began to speak…

‘I had a Mavis… Mavis or Mable… I think it was Mavis; I’m not sure what she wants to say… Something to do with spiders, it’s like a Spiderman costume’

I was now seeing thin strands of light zig-zagging around the room and a few pin-pricks of light.

Liz continued…

‘I sense someone wanting to sing Ten Green Bottles. Just letting you know he’s there, he wants to be master of ceremonies. He’ll have to use the direct voice approach… He’s trying, he’ll get there one day, he’s a cheeky chappie’

I said he was very welcome… We both guessed it was ‘Little One’ who used to communicate with us.

Liz continued…

‘Mavis that came through is a Mavis that I knew, a black lady, lovely lady; she mentioned ice cream and cappuccino. We’re all red under the skin, she was laughing, she was very sensitive… Not to worry about her son, he’s a clever boy…’

‘Many are called but few are chosen, I just got a sense of Winston… Heavy dude stuff, Comanche… don’t know if it’s an Indian tribe or football team? The Comanches, courageous… Something about peccadillos, who hasn’t got peccadillos… all good people… I get this river, brown river Thames going past the houses of parliament. Someone’s saying if they open their eyes and listen, funny thing to say… I’m hearing shaking things up a bit, seems to be to do with the Comanches, shaking things up, making a bit of a stir, don’t want to poke your ore in… There’s a reference to the Sermon on the Mount, I think it’s blessed are the peace makers… Can’t get much better than that’

‘Keep getting the sense of the Terrence Higgins Trust, then I get the image of a big flowering tree, to keep it flowering. I don’t know why but it’s a dominant message. Wants to come forward, just wants to keep pushing the name, to keep it alive, keep it blossoming… Just get the feeling of sunshine, sunny days, keep it alive and blossoming, enjoy… When you light a flame you have to keep it alight, it can be easily snuffed out, we have to monitor it, tend it, protect it, like an Olympic flame we see how that travels all over the world, carefully tendered, passed lovingly from hand to hand… It’s a big symbol that… So you can light a flame and kindle an awareness but you have to feed it and keep it alive and growing so it will eventually be apparent, be a great blaze, will never die, the light will continue, gets to a threshold of brightness and then it can never be extinguished but until that point it’s vulnerable. So for those that hear it’s important to fan it, to blow…’

‘Woshika, Woshika a little dancing boy, Woshika… this Woshika is looking at me with large eyes and is full of gratitude, he says even a short life can be blessed, is a source of joy and wonder. Everything that lives is holy. I feel there’s an old man too… ha, ha, looks a bit like Ghandi’

Liz was getting very hot in the cabinet.

‘Somebody’s shouting William Waldegrave… I think somebody is quite angry… the fact that they’re not listening… I got the image of the leopard not changing it’s spots…’

‘It’s almost like there’s another voice there that’s reminding that blessed are the peace makers and sensitives. It’s almost like there’s two different voices, two different aspects…’

‘I got the name Smith… I got Christmas and then Smith… I got the image of a bottle…’

‘A strong sense of snow, pristine snow and snow leopard, something moving gracefully through the snow, just get a feeling of great love for this place, this snowy place, wilderness… it was home’

‘I’ve got this image of a coat rack, coat stand and a hat being hung on a peg. Little bit like a trilby or bowler hat. Somebody’s hanging their hat… but I get the sense of someone who’s quite frustrated, battling. I’ve got the name Christina, I thought of the hat and it reminds me of a book… The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat…’

The music ended.

I checked that Liz was okay then did the closing prayer, sent out healing and did our closing down exercise.

Liz had had a strong sense of a man with a cigar during the session and had felt overshadowed by him at times.

18th Sitting 27/01/2015

The room was setup as usual.
Liz sat with the cabinet closed.

At 8.30pm I did the opening prayer, turned out the red light and put the music on.

After about two minutes I saw some bright yellow and blue blobs coming and going in front of me.
A few minutes later the room appeared lighter.

After about 20 minutes I saw an image like a blue light at the end of a tunnel.
It was bright and like an arch with a flat bottom.
I saw it for about 30 seconds both with my eyes open and closed.

At the same time Liz began to speak…

‘I keep getting G… Guildford, Gifford and Strangeways Prison… Glad or Gladys… I have a picture of somebody in a car with goggles, maybe a racing car… Witherspoon...’

I saw a light flash on and off to my right near the ceiling.

‘Shane, Shane… just got the name Shane Wallis and tears. It’s like an image of a diamond necklace, the tears, a necklace of tears… Shane or Shehla… Great buckets of water, trying to wash away, iniquity… Now it’s like I’ve got a fresh packet of seeds, flower seeds, a fresh start… This image of a chain link fence…’

‘Terrence, I’ve got Terrence again, Terrence Higgins… He’s saying a big thank you’

‘Monks Hood…’

‘Streamlined, I get the feeling all this is streamlined information, not padded out’

‘Kestrel, kestrel, something to do with Cathleen and Cyril. Kestrel, just want some more information’

‘It’s like on the telephone, careful not to put too much information’

Liz asked me to turn the music down and I turned it off.

A strange noise came out on the recording just as Liz starts to speak…

‘God, it’s to do with the Christian God, it’s an orthodox, orthodoxy, Islama… it’s a mathematical, statistical, wants to correct it, dogma… come back to Terrence Higgins… I’ve got like a salve or a balm, some sort of healing ointment, some blistering, some sore, unease… Bones, just get this image of the sebucah, white on the outside but full of dead men’s bones. That was the Christianity, the analogy, somebody’s, I don’t know if somebody’s trying to get home something they were mistaken about… I’m asking for something evidential, this person is wanting me, wanting to communicate with… telling me things I already know… I’ve got snow drops… The only bit of evidence, there’s some words but it keeps coming back to the kestrel, doesn’t mean anything to me… Potiphar… something to do with the story of Joseph in the bible Potiphar… Just the word conundrum, it’s a conundrum. I was just asking for some sign if it’s really who I think it is, maybe is, maybe isn’t… Well… all I have to say is be at peace, look to the light… and there’s plenty of time now for reflection, for enlightenment, you can leave it behind’


Liz asked for the music back on.

‘I just asked Harry Edwards to help, sort out if there was anything that needed help’

The music ended.

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

This session had felt different for Liz. Several times she felt someone coming close and taking over. She thought some of the things that came through were metaphors.

Liz had been deliberately holding back on elaborating, she was concerned that she could have been intuiting who it was and what it was but by the clues she had been given. She felt there was someone there and it was a person she knew whose son was gay. This person was a staunch Catholic and had made things very difficult for his son and now in the afterlife was remorseful and needed help. She spoke to the person and tried to help then asked Harry Edwards to help in any way.

Liz got the feeling that many people who may have very strong views or convictions, when they pass over realise they could have been making a prison for themselves and other people by holding those views and creating guilt and pain…