Back from Spiritualist College

Well, that was interesting.

The whole thing has been a bit of a surprise, from the original gift to the course itself. I met people and had almost-adventures. I may even have learned stuff. The Arthur Findlay College is old, rebuilt in the 19th Century from beginnings in 1430-something, when it belonged to the De Veres. The earl and his son lost their heads, but Henry VIII gave the estate back to the family out of the clutches of the earl of Suffolk/Norfolk/I can't remember. It ended up as the property of Thomas Middleton who funded some of Raleigh's gaddings about, got rebuilt, used as a hospital in one of the wars and finally was left to the National Spiritualist Union by Arthur Findlay.The grounds are beautiful in the gentle way of English gardens in winter, all horses and bare trees and late blown roses. And the house is very interested to see people.


( Bed and Board )

( Playtime in the yellow room )

( Previous inhabitants )

( Current inhabitants )

( ramblings on trance )

And did I get anything personal, myself? Yes, a great deal, a very enriching experience. It has done me considerable good. But as to what I learnt for myself, well, that is private, and stays with me. I am glad I went, yellow walls, jam roly-poly and all.

And I am glad to be back. I love my love, my friends, my kittens and my home. Time to work.


*like the example I have just had to correct!