Dan is away for all of December so it’ll be just me and Liz
now till the new year.
We had the room set up as normal.
I felt light headed and instantly got a tickly cough as soon
as I sat in the cabinet.
This week I also got the feeling the cabinet was bigger than
normal as I settled into my chair.
Liz opened in prayer at 8.30pm then extinguished the red
light and put on the music.
Ten minutes after opening Liz reported a sudden flurry of
light in front of her.
She reported this at the same time as a communicator began
to control me in the cabinet.
Various voice noises, coughs and gurgling came through.
Liz turned down the music and welcomed the communication…
‘Easy, easy, easy…’
(Repeated in different voices)
Liz… ‘Hello Mr Easy,
welcome’
‘Hello, hello, hello…’
(Repeated in different voices)
‘All here, all here…’
Liz… ‘You’re very
welcome’
There were various incoherent voices and sounds coming
through.
Liz… ‘I can hear you’re
having a good practice’
Liz put the music back up as the communication faded.
Liz said the room was very dark.
About 20 minutes after the last communication a few noises
started in the cabinet again.
It was an unusual sound which I don’t think we’ve had before.
Liz turned down the music and welcomed the communication.
The voice pitch got higher almost singing then speaking but
incoherent.
Liz encouraged the communicator to speak clearer.
‘Edith… Edith…’
(Repeated)
Liz… ‘Edith? Is that
Edith?’
‘Yes, yes, yes…’
Liz… ‘Do we know you
Edith? Do I know you?’
‘Well… Edith, Edith…
Day centre, day centre… Edith, Edith… Thank you, thank you for looking after me…
All is well… Hold, hold… Words, so simple yet… Stable…’
Liz continued to encourage the communicator to keep coming
through and come forward a bit stronger.
‘Stable, like a very
strange sensation, stable, delicate, stable, precision instrument, full of
complicated variable systems. Hold, one two three then come forward they say
hold it into place. It is a very unstable complicated vehicle to come through
for we have a lot of learning to achieve a perfect link. So you will appreciate
time is spent tuning in to this precision instrument’
Liz… ‘Okay, you’re
doing very well’
‘Each time we can
continue to develop amount. It is a time for us to prove ourselves so slowly
upwards…’
Liz… ‘Yes you’re doing
very well, it takes time and you’re learning… A delicate balance’
The communication faded and Liz put the music back up.
Liz was getting very hot and felt a pressure in her throat.
She was being overshadowed; someone was looking through her
eyes.
It felt to her like she wasn’t there.
She had a clear conceptual vision and felt inspired to say a
few words…
‘It doesn’t matter who
has the dream, who has the vision, who has the words, the experience it’s all
the same. It’s not a question of individual achievement, the individual doesn’t
matter. The truth comes at different times in different people and it’s all the
same. It doesn’t matter who it is. The idea that we have to achieve personally
is a mistaken idea because we’re all the same. So far as things arise in
different ones at different times that’s okay. Just let it go, let it be as it
is. Striving for individual experience gets in the way. The effort is good but
where the fruit flourishes it doesn’t matter’
Then a communication started from the cabinet…
‘Hello, hello, hello…’
Liz… ‘Hello to you’
A few random words came through for a while as if tuning in,
then…
‘Still a voice, a
voice in the dark come through, forward, take us, take us forward to come
through into atmosphere. Wake up, wake up and see us, how we gather in our work
this way is for more of our, look… Wake up, wake up and… Wake up, wake up and perceive
all of us in the room, in the room… We can join with you, join hands with you,
bring a link to the circle, bring our love into the room and join your circle,
our circle, our circle of love which spread out into atmosphere. Each time we
gather in this way we can build a brighter light, a brighter light, a beacon
shining forward, forth into the atmosphere. Colour your world with our light. It
will bring, it will bring joy, healing and happiness to all of your world, all
animals, all people will benefit from this gathering each week. Each time we
sit it spreads, it spreads to all other groups, all other lights, all lights
intermingle and spread about the world’
Liz… ‘That’s wonderful’
‘So I say thank you
once again for sitting in this way. We shall draw back but we appreciate the
way you sit, your dedication, the way you think, the way you feel, the way each
time you motivate, you motivate and build, and build energy within circle, so
go, so far, good energy spread, spread out. So till we meet, till we meet again
we say thank you’
Liz… ‘Thank you and
you’re very welcome, love and blessings with you, thank you friend’
The music ended.
Liz waited till I was back with it before doing the closing
prayer, sending healing and doing our closing down exercise.
I remained aware throughout the session but think I drifted
off a bit during the quiet periods.
Liz hadn’t seen much light phenomena in the room this week.
She felt she was getting more internal images a bit like the
lights in the head experienced with a migraine.
She had a strong feeling of the hexagons in I Ching. They
were red in colour.
Liz couldn’t quite place an Edith but had known someone with
a similar name from a day centre.
Hopefully the communicator will be back with more info in
the future.
At one point during the sitting Liz sensed a Cathleen in the
room. She saw her quite clearly and she had a dog with her. She had dark hair
not in a bun but it was drawn back in a style off the shoulder.
She didn’t verbalise this at the time in case it influenced
any communication through me.
I sensed a Bert or Albert with me. He had sat in physical circles
himself in Arundel Road, Eastbourne, possibly 50-100 years ago. He seemed to be wondering why there was
just one sitter in this circle. He seemed to be a comical character and I thought
he was going to communicate but he didn’t. Maybe another time he will?
It had certainly been an interesting evening for both of us...