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…          

17th Sitting 16/12/2014


We had the room set up as usual but Liz decided to sit with the cabinet closed this time.

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

About five minutes later I had a tickly nose, popping in my ears and a pressure on my forehead.

After another ten minutes I was getting cold all over except for my hands which were warm.
Then my arm nearest the cabinet was lifted and outstretched towards the cabinet with my hand palm upwards.
As this happened Liz began to speak…

‘Someone saying they’ve left their guns behind, they’re on the beach… The sea urchin… Jerry, Jennifer…’

‘I’m looking at shattered ends of bone, it’s not pretty…’

‘I’ve had this Michael or Jerry there where everything was torn and broken. They wanted out of it, they’ve had enough and I had the story of the tinderbox, where there’s a tinderbox and you strike it… the witch gives him a tinderbox, you strike the tinderbox and it brings a dog with eyes as big as windmills and you can make a wish, wish to go wherever he wants, strike the flint and that flares up sparks from the tinderbox… So he can go wherever he wants away from here. Sensed he was on a battle field… I see the St Georges flag waving now, he’s gone…’


‘I sense somebody; he says he’s come here before… He says “Hair of the dog…” I got this feeling of racing cars… There’s a large bar of like Fairy soap, green soap, large square block’


(The above piece could connect to a message I got in the cabinet Thursday 11/12/2014 about Cantelupe Road)

There was a noise like something brushing across the recorder, seven seconds into this clip…


‘It’s Terrence again and Rosy, seems to be a lot of people…’

‘Seem to have a little girl here, she’s got like sort of berries on, curly hair, red or auburn, it’s not modern more like 30s, Clarisse or Claris, wearing a tunic…’


‘I had a telescope then and the name Copernicus… Taylor again…’

‘Earlier there was someone in a carriage; it was like they were inside of a carriage and then I thought it was a funeral hearse and the body was… somebody’s body was being put in a pauper's grave or mass grave, the person was very upset and I just had to tell him that it’s only his body, he was still there and suggest that he just left it behind, he could go where he wanted now, and we sent him off, he said he wanted to go to Cornwall or Devon, Penzance, I sent him off, he learnt to fly, this bird helped him get the hang of it, I think by then he… Asked him if there was anyone he knew that had died that was close to him, he had an aunt and he thought of her…’


‘I tried to get an address from someone later who wanted to, I couldn’t quite make it out, it was like Treasure or Chestnut, I got Chestnut Tree House, I thought it could equally well be Chaseley, thought it wasn’t at all clear really’


‘Just got 1720, don’t know if that’s a date that relates to the man in the hearse whose body was dumped’

‘Colouring bits of information is quite common, it’s inevitable, still trying to get the nuggets without the fluff, difficulty getting, keeping the personality alive, let the other come through… I got this image of a wine bottle, and then you’ve got the residue in an old wine and you try to pour some wine into a bottle that’s already got… can’t get the full flavour’

‘It’s a Mirabelle; Mirabelle wants to say congratulations, something to celebrate’


‘Message I got was its fifty years since she passed and they’ve still got her bonnet on show which is to her a miracle. Got black and white check… Wardsley, Mirabelle Wardsley’


The music ended.

Liz still felt a bit spaced out.
She could feel things pulling away from her, a bit like coming out of a state of pins and needles and she felt a strange sinking feeling in her belly.

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

Liz had drifted off a few times during the sitting and had felt herself being overshadowed at times.
She noticed a few things going on in her throat.

I had also drifted off and had a few fleeting visions…
I saw bird seed laid out in front of me and was feeding it to people.
I also saw two ladies dressed in white robes with brilliant golden hair looking at me. They looked away when they realised I could see them.
Finally I was opening a wooden door with a mirror on it and I saw in the reflection two smartly dressed 1930s style men with baggy black trousers and top hats. They appeared to be dancing together…

16th Sitting 11/11/2014


We had the room set up as normal and again sat in full blackout with the cabinet open.
The music volume was set very low throughout.

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

After about five minutes I noticed the atmosphere looked mottled and I noticed a small light swirling around in the centre of the room.
The room was beginning to look pinkish then I saw big bright blobs build-up which were more blue in colour.

A few minutes later Liz reported a feeling of a dark shadow coming over her and a bright light in the centre of her vision.
She then felt she was being taken into blue clouds.
A bright point of light flashed in her left field of vision as she got the sensation of paddling in a canoe and a feeling of the Sioux Indians. Liz felt the light flash was a confirmation to her that the visions were real.

I had a lot of tickling in my hair and left ear which continued on and off throughout the session.

Liz then said…

‘Feels as though I’m in a canyon, mountain gorge, canoeing and rapids…’

‘I have this girl, long hair, it’s all tangled and it’s full of like acorns bits of wood husks, like beads threaded. Living in the gorges like a nature spirit, I see through the centuries, popping up, always this earth presence, a good way to live, camouflaged, in touch with the flora of the forest, wolf skin, Blue Cloud wearing wolf skin, says it’s good to wear wolf’s skin. To hunt like a wolf… to be invisibly, it’s the invisible worlds…’


‘I’ve got the name Claris or Charisa and the name Queenie. There are two planks of wood or bookends clamped together… This Blue Cloud again and snake skin man, he wanted to talk about Teresa. I just get this picture of autumn leaves in the woods, forest. Teresa is running through, the nature child, hair is all tangled’


‘Medicine man, curing…’

‘Best medicine, it’s the earth medicine, berries…’

‘I’ve got the words to a song… Where’er you tread the blushing stream shall flourish…’

‘It’s the spirit helpers, looks like Lucy in the sky with diamonds…’

‘It’s the healing feminine presence as Lone Wolf goes rushing down through the gorges in the canoe… Blue Cloud is wrapped in wolf skin, with knots in her hair, making potions, making medicine, medicine woman… Then the canoe is smashed on the rocks and Lone Wolf needs mending. It’s Blue Cloud… medicine… But Blue Cloud is in hiding, hiding in the woods because she’s been spurned, she’s been rendered mad, it’s the warriors, cast her aside… This is the great sadness and the poison… This hidden earth spirit needs reinstating… Francis wants to say something… Restore the wolf skin… She’s had to cloak herself in wolf skin, unloved by all accounts, but it’s the protection and her tender fee wasn’t value… A long history of female oppression, it’s a journalist that can write about it but it doesn’t end, it’s a struggle for reinstating the feminine, locus, the healing will come from there, Francis just wants to say the wolf skin is just a protective cover… the forces of devastation and destruction and desecration… Like Joan of Arc had to put on protective armour, the small voices which she was honouring… Teresa… I’ve got a Hillary… There are a lot of ladies with unfinished business… In reality the divine feminine has had to be hidden, it’s been desecrated, despised, fraughted…  Blue Cloud is a medicine woman and she is shouting… the blue cloud with the silver lining… free the woman, that’s the message, free… Not only the healing the man but healing of the warrior, all women must be free and then we can paddle the canoe safely, safely through the torrents, down the gorges, over the rocks, into the caverns with the green trailing ivy vines. This is the story of Adam and Eve, this being told by Blue Cloud…’


(I noticed a few extra sounds in the recordings which could be just Liz’s throat or her chair making noises but if you listen to the above recording at about 9.09 between the words ‘locus’ and ‘the healing’ there’s a sound like a voice saying ‘very good’)

‘Blue Cloud’s very sad in the countries where the boys are valued more than the girls all over the world… In so far as you close your hearts to the cries of the wolf skin, you deny the mother, mother Eve, you deny the earth, you deny your birth right, you deny God, you deny Jesus, you deny Buddha, you deny the Great Spirit and the wolf skin woman is the injured woman, the injured healer, the medicine woman who is case aside… reinstate her; you can’t go to the stars without her… Seven bridges, seven bridges we shall cross, and at the seventh there will be blue clouds, silver lined and the sun will shine through…’


‘I’ve got Henry and rausha blocks. It’s a psychological tool, rausha blocks they use for testing. Not sure what the significance is, rausha…  never mind… I keep getting the word Terrence, and Terrence Higgins Foundation… someone’s saying it’s very simple, I wonder if it’s Freddie? I got Queenie before. Ha, he’s become a feminist, yeh, sure… well who wouldn’t he says when you see how macho worlds developed. Felix or Felicity… Getting his knickers in a twist, ha, ha… yeh I seem to get all these… ha, ha… like great spangled jewels… sense of fun, all the colours of the rainbow’  


The music ended.

Liz was still laughing.

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

It was interesting that Liz had got Terrence Higgins Foundation as in the original Mercury Circle we had given a donation to this charity after Freddie had asked us to.

Liz had felt a hand on her head at one point during the session and at times felt she was actually in some of the situations like paddling the canoe…
  

15th Sitting 23/10/2014


We sat in full black-out with the cabinet open and I sat nearer to Liz to better hear what she said.

We decided that Liz would start off with a visualization and verbalise what she experienced and I would ask questions where appropriate then see where it leads…

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

Three minutes later Liz began speaking…

‘Speeding along in this boat, on this river, there were flags, it was like a pleasure cruise, feels like Captain Hook, again like a sort of piratical figure that I’ve seen before there. We’re racing, it’s like racing under this bridge and it’s heading towards, and it’s like Tibet, the mountains with the prayer flags. Speeding towards there and there’s black haired people… The snow peaks and the prayer flags, the passes… We appear to be going to a remote area and the snow, there’s a cave, icicles. There’s a very old man, white hair, a bit of a beard and a sort of squarish hat on. He’s smiling, very friendly; he’s cooking something, scraping the snow’

Me… ‘Can you move towards this man?’

‘Yeh, my companion is there with me still, he’s very tall in comparison with this man. This man hasn’t really said anything… Just got an image of one eye, it’s just like an eye in the middle of the forehead… I got the butter lamps, so it’s like a sort of temple… It’s quite big inside, lots of yellow light and children’

Me… ‘What are the children doing?’

‘They’re monks, novices; it’s like a spiritual school’

Me… ‘Can you see any of the teachers?’

‘The old man’s with me there, I’m not in the cave any more… Education, education, education…’

Me… ‘Can you get an impression of what it is they’re teaching?’

‘Discipline, spiritual discipline, but they’re fun, they’re laughing too. I get the feeling they go tobogganing, they get their kites, they have fun... I feel that the red and gold of their robes… He’s just telling me that the teaching of children from a young age in spiritual principles is very important but these children have a sense of lightness about them, a sort of joyfulness’

Me… ‘Are you able to ask where it is you are at the moment?’

‘The immediate thing I got was something like Waynok, Weknok, I don’t know what that is’

Me… ‘Is it somewhere on this physical earth, or is it somewhere apart from that?’

‘My feeling is it’s in the past… I think I was taken back… I’m back in the cave’

Me… ‘You’re in the cave now are you?’

‘Yeh…’

Me… ‘What can you see in the cave?’

‘A lot of snow… outside… In the cave there is a chest and there’s a lot of scrolls in there. I think there are other passages in the cave. At the back it’s blackened, they had fires but they keep trying to keep some history alive, tradition…’

Me… ‘Can you see what’s written on the scrolls?’

‘No, it’s in Tibetan in the old…’

Me… ‘Do you still have people with you or are you alone now?’

‘The old man’s there but he’s just getting on with cooking. My friend’s still there just outside waiting. I should ask a question I think, I should ask this old man what we can do to help our children better, has he got any suggestions’

Me… ‘Okay go ahead and ask that’

‘More small schools in quiet places, in Tibet there’s a Krishnamurti school, beautiful environments, small classes, intimate contact, friendly discipline, the Steiner one is good too. It’s the incarca love of the spiritual dreams… and the outdoor nature… and away from television… to use the internal imagination… the small schools… and the home educators… but the teachers need to be more in…’


‘I got stuck on the Annapurna trail. I asked my friend if we could build a big bonfire for some of those that got lost in the snow, anyway, got the feeling of a European man there, he’s got a parka and a hat with snow flaps and beard. He was glad to warm himself, tried to ask him to think of people he knew on the other side to reach out but he just wanted to get warm first’


‘Got the name Murray… and… a sense of being stranded. I was in quite a dark place for a bit, sort of spangly dark, underground’

Me… ‘Are you still in the cave or have you moved away from there now?’

‘No, no I’m both here and on the Annapurna slopes, and I asked my friend to set fire to the galleon, to the boat, to make a big fire for anyone that was lost, to warm themselves’

Me… ‘And have people appeared?’

‘I got Murray but don’t know if that’s somebody here or there, Murray, the name Murray… Got a feeling of birds… I got a feeling of someone rather dishevelled dressed like a nurse, old fashioned nurses outfit with the cap, sort of… like somebody from some sort of disaster’

Me… ‘Is this person in need of help?’

‘I don’t know, she’s coming forward to tell me something, I don’t know if it’s a nurse or a nun, mixture of both, something to do with the Ebola… or something similar. It might have been a plane crash, can’t tell, it’s as if… she’s turned round towards me, she’s dragged herself out of… okay, I just put my arms around her’

Me… ‘Ask her if she knows where she is’

‘She’s fleeing, she thinks she’s fleeing, it’s like there’s a wind, it’s like she’s being pulled by this great wind. I decided go with it and look to the light, I can feel these hands reaching down on me she needed the company…’

Me… ‘Maybe she needed to meet you to help her on her way’


Liz got the words magic, magician and Paul Daniels.  

Liz continued…

‘Seeing something develop, they had this very, very old tree, almost grey, a very old hawthorn. Then there was a well with like a yew tree around it. Now the well is buried, it’s all grown over with ivy and all these creepers over it, it’s buried. There was something important about it, or somehow I was just being shown it and it was really like the story of the frog princess, the frog that turns into a prince, the enchanted frog, that’s the magic… yes the significance of that story... This is the only; she allowed the frog that she loathed to share her bed, to eat out of her bowl. If she was kind to this loathsome creature it would transform into what it truly was, which was a prince’


‘I think I was just being reminded of the spiritual power over these fairy tales and stories, these magic, in the magic transformative power of love that these stories, the profound teaching, tell’


‘Got another name, Bailey, connection with photography, flash lights… Some sort of connection with the underground, subway’

‘I asked to have some training and this woman in a deep blue… a nurse came along and talked and it was like an enormous hall, skating rink of people, there was just more and more as I looked, these people they seemed to be dancing or skating around and then it sort of condensed into like an arena, like in a circus or something but it was lots of children or, and there’s like a great dark pool in the middle, some of them had their feet in it, they were watching it, the surface, and I got a feeling that you could respond to anything you saw, that you could, that there was help, there was a lot of helpers there in the background, shadowy, loads of them, dark… Just knowing that there’s a lot there… I guess the feeling is in that what you put out the thought, it’s picked up and like a reflection can be amplified’  

Me… ‘Are you able to go back down and put your own thought in the water and see what comes back?’

‘I’ll try…’

One and a half minutes later…

‘Yeh, I put all the suggestions there, first I got the Annapurna slopes, to keep the bonfire going for those that need to come to terms with their predicament, those that want rescuing don’t realise they can go beyond that now, and the tube, I don’t know if there’s people stuck there from the terrible disasters, so I just put that in, when I came back I had this thought I don’t know how long I, how to work, how to be there so I put the thought there for the rescue services to be there and I think there is all these people here that pick it up, see the reflection, let them know they’ll be there now, that execute that, I put it there it’s reflected, I don’t have to worry, I don’t need to stay with it, I think, I can let go of it’


Liz got the name Gordon. She thought it was someone she knew, or it could have been Gordon Higginson. He had a lady with her with short dark hair, possibly a Sophie or Lucy. Liz felt they were going to work with her.

The music ended.

I checked Liz was okay and waited for her to feel back with it before doing the closing prayer, sent out healing and did our closing down exercise…