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'They Walked Among Us'

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Denne boken omhandler kontakt til den eller de dimensjoner eller nivåer som LIVET/mennesker forflyttes til når de/vi såkalt dør. Ordet ”død” er i seg selv er misvisende, da det normalt, særlig for ikke troende, koples til total livs-utslettelse, og fordi folk flest tror at livet ”oppstår” i hjernen. På samme måten som strømmen ikke ”oppstår” i ei lyspære, så gjør heller ikke livet/livsstrømmen det i hjernen, men mer om det senere.

  ”Etterlivskontaktene” som denne boken beskriver, er selvopplevde materialisasjoner av både familiære og andre avdøde mennesker som normalt da befant seg i et helt annet stoff-nivå - og for den jordiske "materievitenskap - enda UKJENT ”tilstand av ”materien” eller stoffet.

Slik som vi vet at det ikke bare er en radio-eller tv-kanal vi kan se på, så er det det tilsvarende ”mange kanaler” som livet oppleves gjennom - hver på sin egen materielle vibrasjon eller frekvens.

 

Bokens tittel ”They Walked Among Us” er ut fra det at de via mediet delvis materialiserte legemer kunne gå rundt blant tilhørerne i enten sine eteriske, og sett fra vårt jordiske plan- florlette legemer, eller for kortere tidsrom å være helt materialiserte, slik at de kunne tale vokalt. Og på flere forskjellige språk faktisk, som de hadde brukt mens de ”levde” på det fysiske planet.

 

Louie Harris har som mediets kone, skrevet boken om deres liv som viktige budbringere for en ny tid- der bevisstheten eller rettere KUNNSKAPEN om livets fortsettelse i andre plan eller ”verdener” -gradvis skal bevisstgjøres for massene.

 

Paret Harris ble ført sammen av tilsynelatende tilfeldige impulser i England for ca 100 år siden, og de på andre siden styrte dette ”prosjektet” som var viktig for visse grupper av søkende sjeler. Men det dukket noen ganger opp folk som slett ikke forsto dette med materialisasjoner, og livets fortsettelse. Folk som skulle bevise at slike ting bare var løgn og bedrag. En gang på en seanse under en reise til syd-afrika tidlig på 60tallet, angrep et par journalister de materialiserte mennesker. Disse ”eksisterte” kun fordi de kunne låne energi eller eterisk stoff fra mediets (åndelige-) kropp. Og dette angrepet skadet derved mediet - Mr.Alec Harris - mer enn de materialiserte former. Etter dette ble mediets evne til å være redskap for slik materialisasjoner i den grad svekket, at han aldri mer klarte å fortsette med disse  eksperimenter slik som før dette skjedde.

    | mer om faren ved slike "angrep" fra skeptikere - angrep på de materialiserte former;  i utdrag fra Martinus-boken - småbok 22- 'den sekundære og den primære opstandelse' - se utdrag om det aller nederst på siden her.

 

Boken som dette er et resyme av, kan leses online på engelsk – bl a  her i doc-format

http://galactic.no/rune/spesBoker/Louie%20Harris%20-%20They%20Walked%20Among%20Us.pdf

They Walked Among Us', is the full story of how a young man, sceptical of all things psychic, became one of the world's most brilliant materialisation mediums. Alec and Louie Harris were married for 46 years and 40 of those years, until Alec's passing in 1974, were devoted to bringing, as the Rev George May says, 'hope, comfort and enlightenment to countless people'. Louie tells here of the development of trance, direct voice, healing and, after 6 years' work with their Spirit team, solid form materialisations in red light. Included are wonderful accounts of families reunited across the 'veil of death' and old friends conversing in many languages unknown to Alec. Nine of the Spirit team are shown in the book, and in colour on the back cover, in drawings and paintings done by Alec Harris. His son, Bradley Harris has affirmed that his father's hand appeared to be controlled as he drew them and the pictures are as he, Bradley, remembers the Spirit Guides when they materialised.

continues with more on this man/book below

 


Michael E. Tymn ved Academy for Spiritual and Consciousness Studies, wrote this about Alec Harris
Dr. Bernard J. F. Laubscher, a highly-respected psychiatrist, anthropologist, and psychical researcher from South Africa, witnessed some amazing phenomena during his many years of psychical research, which spanned most of the 20th Century, but it is unlikely that any of it exceeded what he observed with Alec Harris, a British materialization medium.- picture below
Dr. Bernard Laubscher
Dr. Bernard Laubscher

Laubscher sat with Harris during 1965 and witnessed a number of full materializations. He described the sitting in his 1969 book, In Quest of the Unseen. Harris, who spent most of his life in his native Wales before moving to South Africa in 1956, discovered his mediumistic gift in 1932, at age 35, but he did not develop the ability to produce materializations until 1940. ”

After having the opportunity to thoroughly inspect the room and rule out trap doors or other possible means of fraud, Laubscher sat with eight other people, including another doctor, an engineer, and some businessmen, and their wives, in a half-moon circle in the room, which had only one door and was locked behind them. Harris sat in a corner in a curtained-off “cabinet” in which there was nothing but a chair.

Because ectoplasm is sensitive to white light, the séance was conducted under several red lights and Laubscher could easily distinguish the faces of the other sitters and detect any movement in the room. After a while, the curtains, which permit the ectoplasm to condense, opened and Laubscher could see the Harris in his chair apparently in a deep trance and unconscious of all around. “Then a white cloudlike column formed within the opening of the curtains and began to assume the outline and figure of a person,” Laubscher related. “It occurred to my mind that unseen hands were covering an unseen personality with some doughlike substance, namely ectoplasm, drawn from the medium as well as ourselves.””

Dressed in flowing garments and a veil, all of ectoplasm, the figure moved and spoke in a female voice. “She moved among us and appeared quite solid and was recognized and greeted as the deceased mother of Mr. Harris, the medium,” Laubscher continued the story. He recognized that the skeptic would believe that Alec Harris was impersonating his mother or that a confederate had been smuggled into the room, but said that neither was a possibility, mentioning that he could see Harris in the chair and that the red light permitted him to any movement.

After she spoke a few words, the woman disappeared and a fully materialized male spirit appeared. “Speaking quite distinctly, he moved freely amongst us, inquiring after our well-being with words of comfort and good wishes,” Laubscher went on. “Then, turning round, he vanished slowly into the floor.”

A short Cockney man then materialized and spoke. He walked up to Laubscher and permitted him to touch his nose. Then a spirit known for his healing powers appeared and was greeted by others in the room who were familiar with him. “His materialized body was draped in free-flowing veils of ectoplasmic chiffon-like material,” Laubscher noted. “The whole effect was most ethereal and beautiful…But the most amazing spectacle of all, concerning this being, was the radiation of luminosity from the solar plexus in an area of about twelve inches in diameter. It was a light in the nature of radiance like phosphorescence shining without heat or without any known source. It seemed to be pulsating.”

H The spirit walked from sitter to sitter, holding the hand of each person. When Laubscher held his hand, he further observed the light and felt a radiating sensation from the spirit’s hands. After the spirit spoke to everyone, his form also evaporated into the floor as he approached the curtain.

A small boy of about 10, named Sonny, then materialized and walked about the circle. He was followed by a tall Red Indian with a majestic appearance known as Black Feather. Both Laubscher and the other physician were allowed to examine Black Feather thoroughly. They counted his pulse rate and felt his naked chest. Black Feather told them that he was there to prove to them that spirits could condense ectoplasm until it was flesh and bone. “This solid being with a clearly defined personality, who came to give Dr. Williams and myself a demonstration of how ectoplasm could perform miracles by means of laws manipulated by thought, stood there before us and then melted away into the world which our physical senses could not penetrate,” Laubscher wrote, noting that Harris was clearly visible the entire time and there was no way that he could have been impersonating spirits as the skeptics claim.

A girl of about five years also formed in front of them and roamed about the circle, not speaking or responding to questions from the sitters. She was followed by a tall woman. The girl embraced the woman and then both vanished before the eyes of the sitters. Several other spirits materialized and one of them gave a demonstration of how ectoplasm could be used. “…we watched a small white mass forming about three feet in front of me,” Laubscher described the scene. “It gradually rose higher and higher and, growing broader, assumed the shape of a marble column. It rose to about seven feet or more, a plain white column. Then it gradually began to shrink towards the floor until nothing visible remained.”

Laubscher stressed that fraud, self-deception, or any other illusionary explanation was out of the question. As he understood the materialization phenomenon, the invisible astral or soul body would reduce his or her rates of vibration to attract to them sufficient matter energy to produce ectoplasm. The thought forms of their former selves would then mold the ectoplasm to give the replica of the former body.

Harris died in 1974 and his death may have been hastened by two reporters flipping on the lights in an attempt to “unmask” him during a séance. The disturbance left Harris sick and weak for some time. His biography, They Walked Among Us, was authored by his wife, Louie Harris, and published in 1980. In the book, Louie Harris mentions that Mr. A. G. Fletcher-Desborough, a professional stage illusionist, attended a séance and had several of his loved ones, including a deceased brother, materialize. He then wrote about his experience for the Liverpool Evening Express. “No one there knew I had a brother,” Fletcher-Desborough is quoted from the article. “So who learnt his name, and that he hobbled when walking in life? There certainly could have been no deception in this case.”

Then Fletcher-Desborough’s third son, killed on the battlefield in 1916, emerged from the cabinet, walked to Mrs. Fletcher-Desborough and embraced her. “He turned to me after embracing his mother,” Fletcher-Desborough continued, “and put his head against mine. I recognized his voice.”

In 1952, T. J. Haarhoff, professor of classics at the University of Witwatersrand in Johannesburg, South Africa, sat with the Harris circle and had a spirit materialize and speak to him in ancient Greek, a language which Haarhoff understood but of which Harris knew nothing. Haarhoff noted that modern Greek is pronounced differently than the ancient Greek and this materialized spirit clearly pronounced them in the ancient Greek language. “The ectoplasm which issues in abundance from [Harris’] body and which the etheric entities use to make themselves visible, streams like a mist and assumes all sorts of shapes yet can be compacted into something absolutely solid while the power lasts – and what amazing power it is!” Haarhoff is quoted from an article in Psychic News.

Putting “T. J. Haarhoff” into a recent Google search yielded a site called “Beachcombing’s Bizzare History Blog,” where it is stated that Haarhoof (1892-1971), a “gifted classicist and Afrikaner, believed himself to be in communication with several spirits of dead luminaries from the ancient world,” including Heraclitus and Virgil.

Ernest Thompson, the editor of Two Worlds magazine, sat with Harris and reported that 15 spirits materialized before him. They came in all sizes and shapes, including an American Indian who stood seven-feet tall. Thompson described the process: “First of all, there appeared what seemed to be a white rod which thrust itself along the floor from under the cabinet curtains. It moved as if it were alive and stopped about a yard in front of the curtains. The end began to enlarge into a ball until there was a mass of moving, pulsating ectoplasm about the size of a large stone. It became elongated vertically until it was the height of a human being. Gradually, as if it were being sculptured, there appeared a face and then a head. Soon the form was completely human, clothed in ectoplasmic draperies.

“The materialized spirit began to walk about the room and was able to speak to us. As the power waned we saw the spirit dissolve and collapse into empty space.”

Michael E. Tymn has written/collected a book on many soldiers from WW1 - telling back throught mediums - of their new life - here a powerpoint made as intro to this book

youtube interview of  Mr.Tymn The Afterlife Revealed with author Michael Tymn  | search

another form of materialization of "Diana- claiming from Venus"  link

From the book 'THEY WALKED...

The Spirit team know the best way of working

Alec always disliked having to go into the cabinet and sitting apart from the rest of us. "Why can’t I sit with you?" he protested, one night. "Why must I always sit in that wretched cabinet?" I explained that was what the Guides had requested: "It's the way they want to work," I said. "Well I want to sit with the others," he grumbled. He seemed so put out and discontented with the present arrangement that I thought "Why not? Let’s try letting him sit with us in the circle tonight and see what happens."

So we all sat round in a complete circle, I with my back to the cabinet, while Alec sat by the wall, but close to the cabinet, eyes closed, in trance. We opened the circle as usual, and I found myself wondering what, under the present conditions, could possibly happen. Suddenly the cabinet curtains parted behind me, and I could see my little Guide, Fiji, standing beside me. I thought, "It works just as well without Alec being inside the cabinet! I’m so glad for his sake."

So we all sat round in a complete circle, I with my back to the cabinet, while Alec sat by the wall, but close to the cabinet, eyes closed, in trance. We opened the circle as usual, and I found myself wondering what, under the present conditions, could possibly happen. Suddenly the cabinet curtains parted behind me, and I could see my little Guide, Fiji, standing beside me. I thought, "it works just as well without Alec being inside the cabinet! I’m so glad for his sake". Fiji was smiling and made as if to step into the circle of sitters when her little form just seemed to close up. It crumpled up and fell to the floor like an empty sack.

Quickly, an ectoplasmic arm, or rather a rod with a forked prong on the end of it, protruded from the cabinet and lifted the entranced Alec with his chair into the cabinet. I was so taken by surprise that I could only gape! When I recovered from the shock of seeing Alec removed from our midst, I realised that the Guides were displeased with the new arrangement which interfered with the conservation of the power. They had tried to oblige us by materialising little Fiji, but she could not hold the form as she was unable to draw on any concentration of ectoplasm. Without the enclosed area of the cabinet the energies were easily dissipated, so they had to put the medium back where they wanted him. It certainly was a spectacular though frightening way of doing it.

After Alec had done this disappearing trick I glanced down at the floor in the centre of the circle of sitters and saw, what I thought was Alec's handkerchief lying there. I bent and picked it up. As I did so I was horrified to hear a groan from Alec inside the cabinet. At the same time I realised that what I was holding was a piece of his ectoplasm, moist, and rather solid, and I hastily put it into the cabinet, where I knew it would be returned to Alec's body.

The experience left me shaken. The Scientist's voice then gave me a firm rebuke. "Let that be a lesson to you! You must never touch anything without first asking permission as this has a deleterious effect upon the medium." We bore that in mind in future, and were always meticulously careful after that.

 

The dog in need of healing

Wogs was a strong healthy dog and a fine swimmer. Nevertheless, when he was five years, he contracted a virulent skin disease which covered his whole body from head to tail. Despite prolonged and dedicated treatment by a competent vet, it failed to respond to all medicaments. We were advised to have him mercifully put to sleep. I was loath to terminate the life of our dear friend. I would lie awake at night enduring much heart-searching, trying to decide what was best for Wogs. One Tuesday, the dog's condition seemed to have deteriorated, and he was particularly unhappy. He would not let any of us go near him. When we had our circle that night the Austrian Doctor came out of the cabinet and spoke to me, "I hear your little dog is not well."

I told him how very worried I was about our pet. The Spirit Doctor turned from me and went towards the door, as if to open it. I was immediately concerned, knowing that Wogs' temperament was extremely tetchy that night because of his distress and pain. I wondered how he would react to the presence of a Spirit being beside him. As if reading my thoughts, the Spirit Doctor turned around and said, "Don't worry about the dog. We have attended to him." He then opened the door, and we could see Wogs stretched out on the landing. The Doctor went out and bent over the animal. It was a long way for a materialised Spirit to be from the cabinet, but this did not seem to deter him.

It was a moonlit night, and the pale beams of light streamed in through a landing window touching the Spirit’s robes with silver so that they seemed to shimmer and glisten as he worked on the dog. He remained thus for a couple of minutes bent over Wogs. He came back into the room and said, "Your little dog will be quite well." Then he calmly returned to the cabinet.

The next morning we found that all the suppurations had dried up. Within the week there was healthy skin covering the little body, new hairs were starting to grow, and Wogs was a different dog. He was never troubled again with this distressing complaint.

 

The Spirits speak in different languages

In 1944 we had a most unusual visitation from Spirit. A tall, extremely thin man materialised. He left the cabinet, walked to the end of the room where there was an extra chair, and seated himself on it. The figure spoke to us, quickly and urgently, in a tongue of which we had no knowledge. I dearly wished that I could understand the words and phrases that fell from his lips.

Unexpectedly, a young Belgian man, sitting on a chair near the materialised Spirit, suddenly spoke up saying that he was a linguist, and that he understood what was being said by the Spirit in the chair. Conversation flowed freely and easily between them. They switched into several different languages, and still conversed with one another with ease. Alec was certainly no linguist. English was the only language he knew. This was a very evidential point in favour of the authenticity of his mediumship. No medium could get away with a situation such as this, unless of course he was a fluent linguist.

It appeared, from the conversation that took place, that the tall thin materialisation was an Austrian Jew who had been a university language teacher. He had been rounded up by the Germans, along with others of his race, and interned in the much dreaded Belsen concentration camp in Germany, where he had been submitted to the most ghastly torture. The last diabolical session of Nazi sadism went far beyond his endurance. Mercifully he died while undergoing the ordeal.

Leaving his broken, emaciated body and tormented mind had been an overwhelming relief. Yet he still suffered bouts of mental torment when memory flooded his mind with pictures of the horrifying atrocities committed on defenceless men, women and children for no other reason than they had been born Jews. After talking for some time the man seemed relieved of some of his tension. He rose from the chair, quietly returned to the cabinet and vanished from sight.

Rohan emerged and explained that the Guides had purposefully brought the teacher to the circle in an attempt to erase the suffering that still lingered in his mind. We sent him on his way with our blessings and promised to keep him in our thoughts.

At this same circle was a man I did not much care for. As he came with a group, I did not question his being there. I knew the group held themselves responsible for all newcomers they introduced. As a precaution, I placed him at the back of the circle. A Hindu came for this man, and pointing at him said, "I belong to you." "How can you belong to me?" this sitter asked sarcastically, but the Spirit was not disconcerted. "I became attached to you when you lived in my country," came the calm reply. The Spirit then commenced to speak to him in Hindi. This seemed to make a profound impression on the rather unpleasant sitter. He suddenly became quiet and thoughtful.

Afterwards, when the circle was over and we all met in the lounge for tea, he came up to me and said, “Mrs Harris, I am a police officer. We know about your activities. I thought I would come along and see what it is all about. Frankly, I am amazed at what I have witnessed here tonight. First, that Austrian communicator spoke five different languages!”

"You counted them?" I enquired, surprised. "I counted them, yes. There were five. Then this Hindu chap coming for me. No one knows that I spent many years in India," he said. "This fellow spoke the dialect of the place where I lived. Fantastic! Quite unbelievable! I just can’t understand it." He shook his head, still puzzled.

"I'm glad you were impressed," I smiled. "Rather I should say that I am happy you believe it all to be true, and not a fake." "A fake," he exploded. "How could it be? What about all those Spirits forms who were recognised by people in the circle? No, this is the genuine thing all right," and he nodded vigorously.

I was relieved we had convinced the police. That was quite something. I felt sure our beloved Spirit friends had known of the officer's intentions, and specially arranged manifestations to enlighten and convince him. Otherwise he might have proved to be difficult for our circle in the future.

 

the book to be red online: http://galactic.no/rune/spesBoker/Louie%20Harris%20-%20They%20Walked%20Among%20Us.pdf

Alec Harris: Die Geschichte eines groβen Materialisationsmediums

E. B.  Duffey, Heaven: Revised. London. (Original work published 1889)

One of the greatest sources of afterlife information ever was the British -

direct voice medium Leslie Flint (1911-1994). | ref.om hans liv på norsk litt lenger ned under her.

His seance sessions were well documented and recorded. During any seance, voices would resonate out of thin air around the medium.

Throughout all the decades of his mediumship, no one could find any evidence of fraud or any sort of trickery. Leslie Flint was perhaps the most tested and verified medium who ever lived. According to his book, Voices in the Dark, Leslie Flint himself once said, "I think I can safely say I am the most tested medium this country has ever produced... I have been boxed up, tied up, sealed up, gagged, bound and held, and still the voices have come to speak their message of life eternal."

Leslie Flint was perhaps the most tested and verified medium who ever lived. Read his book, Voices in the Dark, to download here as a "heavy pdf-file" -because this is in a format like scanned pictures, not gone thru a txt-req.program/ocr-program, so it will take a time to download it:

www.lobsang-rampa.net/voices in the dark_leslieFlint.pdf

mirror on:  http://www.rait.airclima.ru/books/Flint.pdf


see also this on the medium, Leslie Flint, as an intro; http://www.gotsc.org/documents/LeslieFlint.pdf and

http://website.lineone.net/~enlightenment/leslie_flint.htm


boken fås også på svensk;
'Röster i mörkret'


link
http://www.regnbagsforlaget.com/roster-i-morkret-mitt-liv-som-medium.html  pris 130,00 kr pr 2013

Det världsberömda mediet Leslie Flint berättar här om sitt sällsamma liv och sin unika förmåga till “direktröst”, dvs. röster från den andra sidan kom och förmedlade sina budskap genom honom.


 

link to ref. on another medium: Helen Duncan

 

Biografi for ’direkte stemme-mediet’ Leslie Flint
 

Leslie Flint ble født i London i 1911 og nådde toppen av sin berømmelse fra 1930 til 1960. Moren hans overlot ham som lite barn til hans bestemor, som ikke kunne skrive, og der han vokste opp i stor materiell fattigdom. Flint hadde hatt sett ’sin første astral-besøkende fra andre siden’ i en alder av syv da hans døde onkel viste seg for ham i hans hjem. Dette skjedde sommeren 1917, skriver han sin memoarbok. (link to download the book, but as it is a ’txt- as-pictures-scanning’, it is quite a big file that takes some time to download, pdf). Hans bestemor trodde ikke på ham, da han fortalte om sine syn av disse ’besøkende’- så han holdt tett om dette videre.

Han var ikke noe skole-ess, men likte heller de pratiske fag, der hans formingslærer ble en farsfigur for ham, da han jo var vokst opp uten en far. Eneste adspredelse som barn ble ellers noen kinobesøk med sin bestemor.

I sin senere barndom jobbet han nettopp som kino vakt og som kirkegårds- gartner /graver.

Han gjennomførte sin første seanse i en alder av 17 år. Ved den tiden hadde han tenkt nøye gjennom dette om de døde lever videre. Men han ville VITE  og ikke bare TRO, hvilket besøk i flere lokale kirker oppfordret ham til.

En notis om et møte i en lokal teosofisk gruppe, tiltrakk hans oppmerksomhet, men bare noen få kom på møtet. Og han gikk til møtet der både trance og klarsyn ble demonstrert. Bl a snakket en mann med dyp stemme gjennom en kvinnelig medial. Senere ville ”andre siden” gi en melding til nettopp ham selv. Det var hans tidligere elskede og tidlig avdøde lærer som ga ham et budskap. Også at ham selv ville bli  – etter hvert - et kjent medium! Samme budskap fikk han også i et brev – der et medium i tyskland ba ham selv åpne seg og begynne som medium, for de som ville gjennom å gi noen budskaper fra andre siden.

Slik ble det da også gradvis åpnet opp, og et av de første trinn i dette var at han falt inn i ”ubevisst/sovende” transe, der andre siden talte klart gjennom ham.

Men senere kom han ut for en latterkrampe  i en slik ”sitting- krets”, hvilket medførte at han ble ekskludert fra kretsen, og med dette tenkte han å avslutte sin mediale vei. (ut kap.3)

Samtidig sa han opp kirkegårds-gravejobben, men fikk snart ny jobb på kino i St.Albans.

En tid var han danse-instruktør, men hans faste dansepartner-dame ble sjalu på henne han bodde på hybel hos, og som også var tilknyttet samme scense-gruppe, der de fra andre siden tok kontakt iblant. Han måtte derfor bryte med sin dansepartner han hadde hatt mye glede av, men samtidig vokste hans evne til å formidle eller være redskap for den meget sjeldne ”direct-voice” kontakten til andre siden.

Han merket for eksempel at da han var på kino, ble han beskyldt for å sitte å småprate, enda han var helt taus. Det som skjedde var at der han selv og flere personer var samlet i en avslappet atmosfære og ROMMET VAR MØRKT, der kom disse ”stemmer” lett gjennom, hvilket han ikke selv styrte bevisst. I mørke rom - der mange slik var forsamlet, kunne det lånes eller ”tappes” små mengder eterisk livskraft fra de forsamlede, og med dette kunne de fra andre siden, materialisere stemmebåndene, som det kunne formidles budskaper gjennom.

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Han lærte her at det fantes flere nivåer av ’etter-livet’ – og at de lavere ikke nødvendigvis var å stole på.

 Han ble altså kjent for å kunne ha kontakt til døde, kjente folk, og spilte ofte (etter hvert) inn sine sesjoner i lydopptak. Han hevdet at hans åndelige medhjelper, Mickey, - var sjelen/den fin-fysiske (åndelige) kroppen til et barn som døde i 1910.


 Flint var militærnekter og tjenestegjorde  som ikke stridende i andre verdenskrig.

 Han ble sammen med andre mil.nektere sendt til en camp for disse i Ilfracombe, men fikk permisjoner, og under den første av disse så giftet han seg. I denne permisjonen var han igjen med i sin mediale gruppe, og de understreket sterkt at de gjorde ALT fra andre siden, for å sørge for at ”ingen skulle bli gående i forvirring etter sin død” - når de forlot sine kropper på slagmarken i denne grusomme krigen.

Den første offentlige seanse av Flint var i 1955, like etter at han dannet foreningen kalt ’Temple of Light’.

Flint var en ivrig fan av den ital. Stumfilm-skuespilleren Rudolph Valentino og kjøpte det eneste kjente eksemplar av opptak fra The Young Rajah. Flint ble etterhvert velstående og bodde i et herskapshus på Westbourne Terrace nær London Paddington stasjon. Huset hadde vært tidligere okkupert av skuespilleren George Arliss.

 

Stilen av hans ’mediumskap’

Når de tok del i seanser med Flint, ville deltakerne rapportere å høre stemmene til de døde som omgav dem i rommet. Flint utførte dette også som bundet og kneblet – dette da i et forsøk på å bevise at det ikke var ham selv som brukte sin egen stemme. Ved flere anledinger ble han filmet med kameraer som tok opp ”uten lys”/infrarødt – for å  bevise at han selv ikke brukte sin egen stemme. Han forklarte at han var i stand til å frigi ”ectoplasma” – og utfra denne materie kunne hjelperne på andre siden materialisere stemmebåndene, som de snakket gjennom eller med.

Og Flint insisterte alltid på å utføre sceansene i totalt mørke, slik at seanse -sitterne ikke var i stand til å se ham under forestillinger. Han kunne også noen ganger utføre dette inne i et avlukke eller ’et skap’. Dette hadde å gjøre med det eteriske stoffet å gjøre, som ikke tåler det fysiske lysets strålings-frekvenser.

Blant de som Flint hevdet å ha kontaktet var bl a :

    Archimedes
    Helena Blavatsky
    Frédéric Chopin
    Winston Churchill
    Arthur Conan Doyle - om ham på svensk:
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle kommer tillbaka (pdf-link)

    Elizabeth Fry

 
fra del 3- kap.7 av småboken "Den sekundære og den primære opstandelse" af Martinus

7. KAPITEL

 Hvorfor materialisationer er så sjældne og kun forekommer i intime lukkede kredse eller cirkler

 "Når ovennævnte cirkler er så intime og lukkede, så fremmede meget vanskeligt får adgang til seancerne, skyldes det den omstændighed, at materialistisk indstillede skeptikere har tendens til, i misforstået nidkærhed efter at "afsløre bedraget", at gribe i de materialiserede skikkelser eller ånder, hvilket kan være overordentligt farligt for mediet, da åndens materialisation netop består af mediets A-stof og øvrige psykiske materiale, som midlertidigt er udlånt til ånden. Hvis dette materiale bliver udsat for vold under materialisationen, ødelægger eller hindrer det ikke blot åndens koncentration og A-kraft i at komme til udfoldelse, hvorved materialisationen bliver umulig, men mediet kan også ved en sådan brutal indgriben komme alvorligt til skade.

Sagen er nemlig den, at når der først er opstået en forbindelse og fuldkommen kontakt imellem åndens A-kraft og mediets A-stof, kan materialisationen efterhånden blive af et sådant omfang, at den til en vis grad kan bevirke en begyndende dematerialisation af selve mediets fysiske legeme. Dettes celler begynder da at opløse sig i A-stof og bliver derved tilgængelig for åndens koncentration og A-kraft og opgår som materiale i den ny materialiserede skikkelse.

Under en sådan seance er en del af mediets fysiske og psykiske legemes partikler altså placeret i den materialiserede skikkelse. At mediet derved kan svæve i den frygteligste livsfare, hvis ikke der er foranstaltet behørig beskyttelse under seancen imod uvidende menneskers brutale indgreb, er selvfølgeligt. Hvis det af mediet udlånte legemsmateriale kommer i uorden eller bliver iblandet fremmede kræfter under seancen, vil det ved tilbagematerialisationen til mediets legeme udvise en tilsvarende uorden.

I samme grad som cellerne eller materialet her ikke befinder sig i sin normale struktur eller organisation, i samme grad vil mediets legeme de pågældende steder udvise beskadigelse. Materialisationsseancer er derfor ikke noget, man kan lege med som en behagelig underholdning. Det er en meget alvorlig proces, som absolut kun bør foregå i overværelse af virkeligt kyndige og forstående personer, der er indviede i alle faremomenter.

 (dette var utdrag fra småboken nr22 og hele boken kan nedlastes på http://martinus-webcenter.dk/files/download/smaboger/sb-22-1-livets-vej.pdf

http://martinus-webcenter.dk/smaboger.html

 

In a seance with the Medium Florence Cook a Spirit formation almost fully materialised. Notice the very fine see through ectoplasm at the edges, gossamer like.

more info by clicking the picture

intro-video on the after-life from a fantastic good book on the theme. (or life between physical incarnations life) on the fine-matter levels/ astral levels of Earth.


This is the story of the "spirit" of a 20 year old British soldier (James Legget) who died in the battle of the Somme in ww1. Legget - faced with insurmountable technical difficulties - contacts Turoff, a psychic surgeon living in the UK, to ask his help in communicating the story to us.
At first Legget is not aware that he has died, merely that his pain - and his wound - have gone.
He finds that he is tethered by a cord-like structure attached to a dark lump on the ground. It's not until two of his comrades appear and, ignoring his entreaties for help, carry off the lump - dragging him with them - that he begins to suspect that something is wrong. (this is the "silvercord" or the etheric energyline that conects the coarse/physical body to the astral, and this take some time to loosen/break when dying young and life-stong)

To his surprise, he finds that death has not severed his connection with the military. There are astral officers, and astral barracks where he and many others are taken to recover from the trauma of their recent decease. Soon his spirit guide - an oriental called Chan - makes his appearance and introduces him to the wonders of astral living, including battles with dark entities who are (were) instrumental in encouraging the inhumanities inflicted in two world wars upon so many on the physical plane.

Legget learns that commuting is easier on the astral plane - "where man thinketh so is he" you might say. He's also shown two ways of cleansing the Aura . At one point he attends a lecture, given by an astral philosopher, which throws new light on the subject of reincarnation and which he, Legget, remembers verbatim. https://vimeo.com/20361909

same introvideo on youtube | book-extract | all this 'Turoff-book' pdf

some similar to the Turoff book is this book Afterlife

 


else this timeless wisdombook:

INITIATION -author/taken thur of Elisabeth Haich, to download in pdf on:
http://galactic.no/rune/spesBoker/Elisabeth_Haich_Initiation.pdf

audiobook mp3 of this up english

lyd-samtale om boka denne boka; INNVIELSE på norsk-mp3

 
more:

Also our animals lives on - of cource:

Reads in a web-book mentioned above on a 'dead dog'- that followed his master after being killed and a clairvoyant lady visiting me in the 90ths, also had a similar "dead dog" with her on her visit to me: But here on the clairvoyant Leslie Flint, and what he writes about a visit from a couple from Australia, who had to put down their dog in connection with moving to England, and when they came to Leslie, visiting him, he saw that their dog -  in its astral body, fellowed them:

click to see/read the whole book of LESLIE FLINT on his 'direct voice mediumship' in a heavy pdf-file  | mirror  | mirror2

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Alec Harris: Die Geschichte eines groβen Materialisationsmediums

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Erstmals liegt hier in deutscher Sprache ungekürzt die Geschichte eines Mannes vor, der zu einem der großartigsten Materialisationsmedien seiner Zeit wurde, nachdem er in seinen Jugendjahren alles Paranormale skeptisch beäugt hatte: Alec Harris. Zunächst erschien im Original eine geraffte Fassung unter dem Titel "They Walked Among Us", und erst 35 Jahre später, 2009, gab es "Alec Harris" auf Englisch zu lesen.

Alec und Louie Harris waren 46 Jahre verheiratet, und 40 Jahre davon – bis zu Alecs Ableben 1974 ― widmeten sie der Arbeit mit der Geisterwelt. Sie brachten, wie Reverend George May schrieb, "zahllosen Menschen Hoffnung, Trost und Erleuchtung", denn bei ihren Séancen materialisierten sich teure Verstorbene. Louie, die 1989 starb, erzählt in dem Buch, wie Alec allmählich zum Trancemedium wurde, das Direktstimmen von Verstorbenen produzieren konnte und mit Hilfe von "drüben" auch Heilungen bewerkstelligte. Nach sechs Jahren intensiver Arbeit kam es endlich zu Vollmaterialisationen von Verstorbenen im roten Licht.

Ergreifend sind die Berichte von Teilnehmern, die durch den "Schleier des Todes" hindurch mit ihren Lieben für kurze Zeit vereint wurden. Andere Geistbesucher kamen und konferierten in fremden Sprachen, die dem Medium unbekannt waren.

Neun Mitglieder des "Geisterteams", das Alec und Louie Harris half, sind auf dem hinteren Umschlag des Buchs abgebildet, wie sie das Medium selbst porträtierte. Sein Sohn Bradley Harris, Zeuge bei vielen Séancen, bestätigte, dass die Geistführer so aussahen. "Alec Harris" ist ein packender Bericht über das Leben zweier mutiger, außergewöhnlicher Menschen, die Trauernden so viel Trost spendeten. Seine Botschaft lautet: Der Tod ist nicht das Ende.

Die hintere Umschlagseite des Buches

Zunächst in einer verkürzten Fassung in englischer Sprache als They Walked Among Us veröffentlicht, liegt uns nun, dreißig Jahre danach, in gedruckter Form die ganze Geschichte eines Mannes vor, der erst alles Paranormale skeptisch betrachtet hatte und später eines der brillantesten Materialisationsmedien der Welt wurde. Alec und Louie Harris waren 46 Jahre verheiratet, und 40 dieser Jahre – bis zu Alecs Tod im Jahr 1974 – widmeten sie der Passion, "zahllosen Menschen, die einen geliebten Menschen betrauerten, Hoffnung, Trost und Erleuchtung" zu spenden, wie Reverend George May schrieb.

Louie schildert hier, wie Alec zum Trancemedium wurde, wie sich Direktstimmen meldeten, Heilungen geschahen und wie nach sechsjähriger Arbeit mit ihrem Geistigen Team in rotem Licht vollständige Materialisationen möglich wurden. Der Erzählung beigegeben sind Berichte von Familien, die über den "Schleier des Todes" hinweg vereint wurden und von alten Freunden, die sich in vielen verschiedenen Sprachen unterhielten, die Alec nicht geläufig waren.

Neun Mitglieder des Geister-Teams sind auf dieser Seite abgebildet, wie sie Alec Harris in den 1950-er und 1960-er Jahren gezeichnet und gemalt hat. Sein Sohn Bradley bestätigte, dass die Hand seines Vaters augenscheinlich kontrolliert wurde, als er die Porträts anfertigte, die im übrigen nach Bradleys Erinnerung genau so aussehen, wie die Geister bei den Séancen materialisiert auftraten.

Die Arbeit wächst – und unser Geisterteam mit

Nach und nach arbeiteten diese Zahnräder in der Gestalt freundlicher Geistführer reibungslos und wie geölt zusammen. Wenn einer auftrat, stellte er sich vor, erläuterte den Grund seines Hierseins und widmete sich methodisch der Aufgabe, Alecs Medialität weiter zu entwickeln. Jeder nächste Schritt erfolgte zu seiner angemessenen Zeit. Nichts wurde überstürzt in Angriff genommen. Selbstverständlich wuchs mit der Ankunft der neuen Führer unser Vertrauen in unser Helferteam außerordentlich.

Eines Abends meldete sich eine ruhige, sympathische Stimme mit den Worten "Ich bin Rohan“, und wir waren sehr glücklich, einen weiteren Geisterfreund willkommen heißen zu dürfen. Das warme Timbre dieser neuen Stimme begeisterte mich: Sie strahlte so viel Liebe, Frieden und Harmonie aus. Ich fragte ihn, was er in seinem Erdenleben gewesen sei. "Was ich war", kam sanft als Antwort, "spielt keine Rolle. Wichtig ist, was ich bin und für welche Arbeit ich hierhergekommen bin. Das beschäftigt mich am meisten. Ich bin hier, um euch darin beizustehen, der Welt die Wahrheit über das Leben nach dem Tod zu verkünden. Meine Arbeit besteht darin, der Menschheit zu einem besseren Verständnis dessen zu verhelfen, was als Tod bekannt ist. Von heute an", fuhr er fort, "werde ich mich immer in der Nähe des Mediums aufhalten, um ihm zu helfen und ihn zu beschützen, um seine Anstrengungen und eure entlang dem verfügten Pfad zu lenken."Rohan versprach, in Zukunft bei jedem Zirkelabend anwesend zu sein. Er war es, der als erster die Teilnehmer begrüßte und ihnen am Beginn jedes Zirkels Hinweise gab.

Ich hatte das Gefühl, dass Rohans schöne Stimme auch zu einer schönen Gestalt gehören müsse. Diese Vermutung stellte sich später, als wir Ganzkörper-Materialisationen erreicht hatten, als richtig heraus. Rohan war ein innig geliebter Geistführer und wurde von uns allen im physikalischen Zirkel im höchsten Maße geschätzt.

Als Konzession an Alecs Abneigung, im Kabinett zu sitzen, wurde ihm gestattet, daneben und etwas abseits von uns anderen Platz zu nehmen. Christopher sagte uns, wir sollten die Trompete außerhalb des Kabinetts aufstellen. Wir taten, wie er uns geheißen hatte und waren sehr sicher, dass es Stimmenphänomene geben würde. Doch sollten wir enttäuscht werden. Einige Wochen lang weigerte sich das Sprachrohr, sich auch nur einen Zentimeter zu bewegen, von irgendeinem Flüstern daraus ganz zu schweigen. Während wir noch debattierten, was nun zu tun sei, wurden wir mit neuen Anordnungen konfrontiert. Man wies uns an, beim nächsten Dienstags-Zirkel die Trompete in das Kabinett zu legen. Leider vergass ich das und legte sie wie zuvor außerhalb hin. Kaum hatten wir angefangen, erhob sich die Trompete selbst und schwebte eigenständig ins Kabinett! Später kam der fällige Vorwurf von White Wing: "Faithful, du willst Stimme. Du musst alle Anweisungen ausführen, wenn du Erfolg willst. "Es war offensichtlich, dass die Führer nie vergaßen, was bei den vorherigen Sitzungen geschehen war. Sie wollten, dass man ihnen gehorche. Bald wurde ich zu einem richtigen Hauptfeldwebel, der darauf hielt, dass die Anordnungen peinlich genau befolgt wurden.

Um diese Zeit kam ein reisendes Medium nach Cardiff. Ich wollte gern Alecs sinkendes Interesse an dieser Art der Medialität wieder beleben und dachte, mit Erfahrungen aus erster Hand könne dies gelingen. Also nahm ich am Theater einen Abend frei. Murdo, Betty, Alec und ich besuchten eine der Stimmen-Séancen, die angeboten wurden.

Die Prozedur lief nicht anders als bei uns ab, außer dass neben der Trompete noch verschiedene Spielzeuge, Waldhörner und Tamburine herumlagen, die mit Leuchtfarbe gekennzeichnet waren. Offenbar sollten sie alle beim Zirkel von Geistwesen bewegt, gebimmelt oder geblasen werden. Da wir noch nie bei einer solchen Séance dabeigewesen waren, herrschte große Vorfreude. Es war dann jedoch nicht so spektakulär, wie wir gehofft hatten. Echte Direktstimmen gab es keine, nur Stimmen durch den Mund des Mediums. Einige kleinere physikalische Phänomene traten auf. Faszinierend fand ich das schon, weil das Medium keinesfalls dafür verantwortlich zu machen war. Es war durch Murdo und andere vor der Sitzung gut festgebunden worden.

Dann sagte der Führer des Mediums, er wolle mit der "Dame am Fenster" sprechen. Da ich der einzige weibliche Teilnehmer in dieser Position war, amüsierte es mich zu sehen, dass viele andere Damen auf diese Ankündigung reagierten. "Nein", wehrte der Führer ab, "ich wiederhole, ich will die Dame am Fenster." Ich antwortete also, und er deutete an, dass ich die Person sei, die er gewollt habe. "Lady", sagte er, "Sie haben in Ihrem Heim jemanden mit weit größeren Kräften, als es das Medium besitzt, dessen ich mich heute bediene." Ich dachte: "Er kann nur Alec meinen, aber kann ich ihm vertrauen?" Wie als Antwort auf meine zweifelnde Frage sagte der Führer: "Hier bei mir ist ein großer Häuptling, ein nordamerikanischer Indianer. Von ihm stammt diese Botschaft. Er verlässt sich auf Sie, dass die begonnene Arbeit zu Ende geführt wird. Er fragt: ‚Willst du mir das versprechen, Faithful?' "Ich war erstaunt, dass White Wing bei diesem Zirkel anwesend war und gab meine klare Einwilligung. Indem er den Namen verwendete, den er mir beigelegt hatte – Faithful –, konnte es keinen Zweifel daran geben, dass es sich um ihn handelte. Dass er sich durch ein Medium meldete, das nicht Alec war, bedeutete einen weiteren Beweis dafür, dass es ihn gab (wenn es dessen bedurft hätte), vor allem weil dieses Medium uns ebenso unbekannt war wie wir ihm.

Nun folgte eine Demonstration physikalischer Phänomene. Glocken läuteten, Tamburine rasselten, Gegenstände glitten in der Luft herum und um uns her, und wir wurden von unsichtbaren Händen berührt. Es war ein wunderbares Erlebnis. Ich hoffte, dass Alec ähnlich empfand, aber er war unbeeindruckt und schimpfte nur über "all diesen Unsinn". Er behauptete, dass wir nichts gesehen hätten, was nicht auch ohne die Hilfe einer Einwirkung aus dem Geistigen Reich zustande kommen hätten können. "Alec!" rief ich aus, schockiert von seinem Skeptizismus. "Wie kannst du so etwas sagen? Was ist mit der Botschaft von White Wing? Wie konnte das Medium wissen, dass er mich immer Faithful nennt? Bitte, wie erklärst du dir das?" Ich forderte ihn heraus. Alec konnte das aus seiner Sicht nicht erklären, bestand aber darauf, dass die Phänomene mit physischen Mitteln erzeugt worden sein konnten. Betty und Murdo beteiligten sich und widersprachen Alec. Der Streit wurde hitzig, aber Alec gab nicht nach. "In Ordnung!" stieß er hervor. "Ich sage euch was: Ihr bindet mich, und ich zeige euch, dass ich alles das tun kann. Die Geister werden es nicht sein, die die Dinge hin- und herbewegen! "Ohne Vorwarnung fiel Alec plötzlich in Trance. Die hohe Stimme unseres fernöstlichen Führers Chang richtete sich an mich: "Kleine Lady", sagte er, "mach es so, wie Medium sagt. Bei eurem nächsten Zirkel bindet ihn fest. Er wird eine große Überraschung erleben. Ihr werden alle große Überraschung erleben, großen Schock." Chang schien sich zu amüsieren, fuhr dann aber in ernstem Ton fort: "Ärgere dich nicht über Alec. Er hat die Gedanken von anderen aufgenommen und sie als eigene gesprochen. Nicht seine Schuld. Das ist nicht, was er selber denkt." Er schwieg einen Augenblick, als müsse er nachdenken und ergänzte dann: "Du tust wie er sagt. Binde ihn und schau, was passiert."

Die Polizei schaltet sich ein – Fünf Sprachen in einer Séance!

An diesem Zirkel nahm ein Mann teil, für den ich nicht viel übrig hatte. Da er mit einer Gruppe kam, nahm ich an seiner Teilnahme keinen Anstoß. Als Vorsichtsmaßnahme setzte ich ihn jedoch in die hinterste Reihe. Für diesen Mann kam ein Hindu, der auf ihn deutete und sagte: "Ich gehöre zu dir." "Wir kannst du zu mir gehören?" fragte der Teilnehmer abweisend, was den Geist aber nicht aus der Fassung brachte. "Ich war bei dir, als du in meinem Land lebtest", kam selbstbewusst als Antwort. Der Geist sprach dann auf Hindi mit ihm. Das schien den ziemlich unsympathischen Teilnehmer tief zu beeindrucken. Er wurde still und nachdenklich.

Später, als der Zirkel zu Ende war und wir alle beim Tee im Salon saßen, kam er zu mir und sagte: "Mrs Harris, ich bin Polizeioffizier. Wir wissen von Ihren Aktivitäten. Ich dachte, ich komme einmal vorbei und schaue mir das an. Offen gestanden bin ich erstaunt über all das, was ich heute Abend miterlebt habe. Dieser österreichische Kommunikator sprach ja fünf verschiedene Sprachen!""Sie haben mitgezählt?" staunte ich. "Ja, ich habe sie gezählt. Es waren fünf. Dann dieser Hindu, der für mich gekommen ist. Niemand weiß, dass ich viele Jahre in Indien verbracht habe", sagte er. "Dieser Bursche sprach den Dialekt der Gegend, in der ich lebte. Fantastisch! Ganz unglaublich! Ich kann es einfach nicht begreifen." Immer noch verwundert, schüttelte er den Kopf. "Ich bin froh, dass Sie beeindruckt waren", lächelte ich. "Oder sollte ich sagen, ich freue mich, dass Sie dies alles für wahr und nicht für Betrug halten." "Betrug?" fuhr er auf. "Wir wäre das möglich? Was ist mit diesen ganzen Geistformen, die von Leuten im Zirkel erkannt wurden? Nein, das ist echt im besten Sinne", bekräftigte er und nickte energisch. Ich war erleichtert, dass wir die Polizei überzeugt hatten. Das war schon etwas. Ich war gewiss, dass unsere geliebten Geistfreunde über die Absichten des Offiziers im Bilde gewesen waren und besondere Phänomene arrangiert hatten, um ihn zu überzeugen. Im andern Fall hätte unser Zirkel eine ungewisse Zukunft gehabt.

Ein Großvater materialisiert sich und drückt seinen Enkel ans Herz

Unser Enkel wurde von Reverend George May getauft und erhielt den Namen Anthony Samuel Alexander. Die Tauffeier in der Spiritualistenkirche Park Grove war beeindruckend. Der Priester May hielt das winzige Bündel in seinen Armen, sagte, dass der geistige Name des Jungen Harmonie sei und dass er diese überallhin bringen werde, wohin ihn sein Pfad führe. Das war eine wirklich liebevolle Botschaft.

Wie gewohnt hielten wir am folgenden Dienstagabend unseren Zirkel ab, allerdings früher als üblich: Ich hatte das Prince-of-Wales-Theater nach 15 glücklichen Jahren verlassen, denn ich konnte auf Engagements bei der BBC und weitere freiberufliche Aufträge bauen. Wir konnten nun zu einer günstigeren Zeit sitzen, und Doney konnte dabei sein. Sie wollte das Baby nicht aus den Augen lassen, und so brachte sie es zum Zirkel mit.

Unser Abend fand im Wohnzimmer statt, das ein stattliches Erkerfenster aufwies, und in dessen Aussparung stellten wir das Kinderbettchen. Dann fingen wir an. Während wir sangen und redeten, schlief der Säugling, weil ihn die Führer offensichtlich schlafen ließen. Es materialisierte sich Sam Peimer, ging zu dem Bettchen, hob sanft das Baby hoch und hielt es im Arm, und unerhört stolz sprach er über seinen Enkel. Es war ein außergewöhnliches Ereignis, den Geistgroßvater zu sehen, wie er seinen irdischen Enkel betreute. Wir sahen vor unser Augen, wie nahe uns unsere Lieben sind, für alle Zeit.

 

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  • Taschenbuch: 288 Seiten
  • Verlag: Saturday Night Press Publications (23. Januar 2014)
  • Sprache: Deutsch
  • ISBN-10: 1908421096
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