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…