May 2012 saw the first sitting of a new mediumship development circle in Eastbourne, East Sussex.

We sit in Liz's fully blacked-out converted garage. I sit as the medium with Liz as sitter and we are sometimes joined by other guest sitters.

We treat each sitting as an experiment with no expectations from us and ask our Spirit Team to work with us in the most efficient way to produce evidential mediumship to help us understand ourselves and the bigger picture.

Each sitting is recorded, I transcribe the recording verbatim and include in the final report of the transcript any additional unrecorded experiences that Liz and myself remembered from the sitting.

I publish these reports to give people the opportunity to read or listen to the communications and hopefully increase their own understandings.

I welcome any comments or questions and my contact email is nickp7871@gmail.com

It's up to the reader to make up their own mind as to the source of the communications and phenomena reported and hopefully be inspired to set up a development circle to get their own experiences...


...Nick Pettitt


68th Sitting 14/10/2013

We all turned up this week and set the room up as usual and Liz set up her magnetometer in the room upstairs again.

I’d been feeling light headed and had butterflies in my stomach for about two hours before sitting this week.
As soon as I sat in the cabinet I felt spirit with me controlling my breathing and at times making a whistling sound as I breathed out.

Liz opened at 8.30pm, turned out the red light and started the music.

After about five minutes Liz reported hearing whistling.
Dan thought the room was looking illuminated.

The noises from the cabinet got louder. Liz turned down the music and welcomed the communication.
The voices sounded different this week.
There was a lot of practicing/experimenting with the voice but no clear communication.
Liz put the music back up when the voices withdrew…


Liz reported a lot of moving, flickering shapes in the room.
They were whitish blue.

Liz and Dan both thought the trumpet luminosity had got brighter.

Liz was seeing dim lights and flashes in the middle of the room.

Dan reported blue and white lights.

Dan and Liz both thought the room had gone much darker.
Dan was seeing lights and orbs swirling around in front of the cabinet.

More whistling/voice sounds from the cabinet.
Liz and Dan welcome and encourage the communication.
A few words were said but again it was mainly voice experimentation.

Dan thought he heard the voice separate and come forward and at the same time Liz felt there was a person at the front of the cabinet.


Things went quiet for 15 minutes then more noises started up in the cabinet like gulps and whistles.
Liz encouraged the communicator to speak and eventually got a few coherent words.
Some I can’t make out as the communication was quiet and weak…

‘Sister Sophie go down stairs… …Fall down stairs… she fell… safe now, yes, we can see is safe now but it was a very, very… very upset at the time, it was a shock… it all good now…’

Liz… ‘Are you telling us still about sister Sophie?’

‘Yes, yes…’

Liz… ‘Was this a recent death?’

‘Don’t know, no time for us to compare… It was some time ago, not an incident for you to worry now for it a long time ago, just a memory. A memory which come through when we come close. We pick up our memories of a time… for you a long time ago do not worry’

Liz… ‘Okay, this is just a memory that’s come back for you?’

‘Yes, thank you for your concern, that it was’

Liz… ‘Can you tell us your name? Are you able to remember your name?’

Unfortunately no name was given as the communicator withdrew.

(Liz later told me that her father had a sister Sophie. Could it be her? Liz will try and tactfully find out if her Aunt Sophie did indeed have a fall down the stairs and report back…)


Liz turned up the music then ten minutes later another communicator came through…

‘Thank you once again for sitting. It has been a very interesting experiment this evening. We have allowed some people to come through and talk with you. It has been interesting for us to gauge how they are able to communicate. It seems maybe to you that confusion was met by them. This is because when they come close to you once again it triggers off memories in them. The memories with most passion will come forward and it is difficult at first for them to speak without remembering and recalling what they had when they were on your side. It works, it will be better for them when they come back again having once… Once they have experienced returning to earth. Once again they may not be… To remember more of what they came for, they will arrange to speak with you in this way’

Liz… ‘That’s good to know’

‘We pleased that they were able to communicate in a way… it will evolve each time they come’

Liz… ‘Thank you’

‘It’s all experimentation’

Liz… ‘Yes, thank you for facilitating that’

‘So time now to close’

Liz… ‘Yes we’re getting very close to the end of the sitting’

‘So we leave you with our love once again and look forward to re-joining you in the next week’

Liz/Dan… ‘Thank you, our love with you too’


The last tune ended and I sat quietly while Liz asked the team to withdraw.
I didn’t experience a sudden rush of energy exiting me this week just a gentle controlled withdrawal.

When Liz was happy we were all back ‘with it’ she did the closing prayer, sent out healing and we all joined in with the closing exercise.

Dan said he could hardly keep his left eye open at times during the evening as it had felt like energy was being drawn from it towards the cabinet.
He’d been taken out of it a few times during the evening and had the feeling he was put into a box.
He felt a lot of energy had been used in the circle for this sitting and felt quite drained afterwards.

Liz couldn’t keep her eyes open at times when the energy was strong in the room.

As far as I can tell I’d remained conscious and aware during the sitting but at times it had felt like a gentle pressure was pushing down on me making me more relaxed and less aware of what was going on. It was a good feeling…