We sat again like the last few weeks with the intention for
four tunes in blackout followed by one tune in red light then Liz was to open
the cabinet unless instructed otherwise.
Liz opened in prayer at 8.30pm then turned on the music.
After about eight minutes there were some quiet noises and
controlled breathing from the cabinet.
The noises got louder and began talking but the words
weren’t coherent.
It sounded like different personalities were taking it in
turns.
They were trying very hard to say something but couldn’t
quite get it through.
Liz saw a few flashes of light during the communications and
felt presences in the room.
Liz turned up the music as the communicators withdrew, then
two minutes later another took control with some instructions just before Liz
was about to put on the red light…
‘Dear friend… we ask
this week that we keep darkness. Do not put light this week. So we continue in
dark, thank you’
Liz… ‘Okay that’s
great… You’re doing well with the voices… I can hear you’re working hard’
More voice development noises followed this before fading
out.
After ten minutes there were more noises from the cabinet
and a communicator came forward with a name…
‘Oswald’
Liz… ‘Is that your
name?’
‘Yes… Oswald’
Liz… ‘Welcome, have
you spoken to us before?’
‘I have been before; I
don’t think I have told you my name. I have been in your energies before… I
have not been able to speak in this way before’
There was more practicing with a jumble of words and voice
development.
Then more communication. This may have been Oswald again or
somebody else?
‘…closer now, forward…
stabilize… yes we have all come, we all need time to stabilize ourselves. We
find this evening is compatible for us all to move closer in this way… The
energy is strong tonight. We have been able to come closer to you… We have been
able to use energies in the room. Energies that have built up for the last few
weeks from the teams that all work here in harmony together… We all are able to
tune in to the energies that are created for we within each team that works in
this room’
Liz… ‘So it’s a
mixture of energies that’s been built up?’
‘Each team builds
similar energy, compatible energy, which works with each other so makes our job
easier to come through in this way for there is already available energy for us
to use’
Liz… ‘Good… where does
it accumulate?’
‘It is all around.
There is no place for it to accumulate. It is already in this room in a
different vibration. It is thought, a thought vibration which exists beyond
space limitation though it can be accessed from any place on your side’
Liz… ‘Okay, so we can
tune into it wherever we are?’
‘You can. You already
tuned. You just need to move the feeling of your physical existence… Take that
away and you are already here. We are all one together in this way. We do not
come from afar we just allow you to realise we are with you all the time. We
have never been away. It is a joint communication, joint effort, we are all
together. You just need to adjust before you can see and hear our presence’
Liz turned the music back up.
It was getting towards the end now and when the last two tunes
played Liz reminded the team it was time to draw back.
By the time the last tune ended I was fully back with it.
Liz checked I was okay and did the closing prayer.
I had been in and out of it during the evening.
I was aware when the noises and communications were taking
place.
There had been a lot of pressure and pulling on my forehead.
I had felt Freddie close at one point with a cheeky energy and
he had said something like ‘Two for the
price of one…’ and ‘I’m still in tune
with this side…’
Also during the two Native American tunes that we play back
to back I was aware of an eagle flying round the room which landed of Liz’s
shoulder and wrapped it’s wings around her head. She later confirmed that at
the same time she had felt the presence and had a strong image of a shaman
covered in dark brown feathers, like an eagle. He had been with her before, in
this form, as a human shaman, big ragged cloak of feathers, fierce presence,
but good for her. An old familiar friend.
Towards the end when I came back from being out of it for a
while I felt I couldn’t move my head. It felt like it was being held still by
fingers each side and I found myself looking down a tunnel with layers of
square shapes. I also heard a clicking in my throat just as I came back.
There was a strong smell in the cabinet at times like a
match had been struck.
Liz had twice during the evening experienced what felt like a cold drop of liquid on
her lip.
She had also noticed a visceral smell and a lot more pulling from her abdomen tonight…
She had also noticed a visceral smell and a lot more pulling from her abdomen tonight…