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Sondra Choto and Lily Choto
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and I were privileged to experience two séances with the German physical medium
Kai Muëgge and his wife Julia Muëgge (of the Felix Experimental Group), and
many other sitters. We extend our
heartfelt thanks to Dr. Neal Rzepkowski who has hosted Kai the last three years
at his charming geodesic dome home, TiOmime’, in Cassadaga, New York. We are very grateful to Julia, who acts as
the circle leader; to the spirit control “Hans the Alchemist” (who presented
himself in previous séances as “Hans Bender”, b. 1907-1991); and no doubt a
host of spirit helpers behind the scenes, who together produced phenomena so
breathtaking that it took us a few weeks to process what we had experienced,
seen and received.
how he came to develop his mediumistic abilities in his childhood, the
evolution of the Felix Experimental Group in Hanau, explaining how he is able
to enter into a trance by use of “holotropic breathwork” (developed by
Stanislav Grof). This loud and rhythmic
breathing helps Kai disassociate from his bio-form into a pre-birth state, so
that the spirit control, Hans, can overtake Kai’s nervous system to control the
movement of Kai’s body and talk through Kai.
Kai mentioned that physical mediumship circles are a means of
reacquainting Westerners with the spiritual phenomena that used to be much more
common, for the purpose of spiritual growth and development.
of the Séance, Control of the Medium and Sitters
responsibility each of us would play to achieve successful phenomena. Above all, a happy heart and loud singing
along with the music by all was requested, as it generated energy that could be
used by the spirit control, Hans, and his spirit team. The room would be in blackout. He explained we may feel a friendly touch, or
tap from a ‘hand’ form from spirit, and that all of these touches were meant to
communicate positive feelings, to not be startled, but to call out to the group
above the music when such a tap happened or any other phenomena was
experienced. We would all be sitting in
hand-chain, holding our neighbors’ hands, except for brief moments to
relax. Holding hands meant there was no
question that anyone would be free to walk about in the séance room during the
experiments. Under no circumstances were
we to touch ectoplasmic productions, without the permission of Hans, who knows
when the ectoplasm is stable. Touching
these products without permission would make the ectoplasm whip back into Kai’s
body, possibly resulting in internal injuries.
Kai showed us a couple of burn scars he received when a sitter or
sitters grabbed an ectoplasmic production without permission. All sitters were to keep their legs right
under their chairs and not to extend them out, to prevent interference with the
energy field which would be built up in the center of the room and used for the
production of the phenomena.
employed throughout, meaning Julia held Kai’s right knee and arm, and Neal held
Kai’s left knee and arm, with the exception of those times when Kai retired
behind the curtains of the cabinet to be prepared by Hans for further
experiments. Julia and Neal both had
sitters to their sides who placed a hand on them at all times to make sure they
stayed in place. Julia would hum
whenever experiments were in process in blackout so that the sitters would know
where she was at all times.
the Room Prior to the Séance
dissemination on the internet, I asked Kai in advance if Lily and I could
inspect the séance room beforehand to make sure the room was clear of anything
that could possibly be used to fake phenomena during the séances. Kai readily agreed. I thoroughly checked the room on Friday night
and Lily Sunday night. Julia was the
only other person in the room on both nights while we checked the rooms.
area bounded by the sitters in their chairs sitting close to one another. The cabinet was roughly 7’ high x 3’ wide and
4’ deep, with 3 wooden walls and roof and a black curtain covering the
entry. The inside of the cabinet was
completely empty, other than a wooden chair and an empty plastic bucket Kai
would use during the séances to keep his plastic water bottle. In front of the cabinet was a circle of folding
chairs (enough to accommodate 18 sitters on Friday and 16 sitters on Sunday, if
my memory serves me), with an open floor space in the middle. An overturned plastic bucket was duct taped
on half of its circumference to the floor, which was placed in the ‘focus area’
at the far end of the open floor space opposite the cabinet. Atop this bucket were a few hand
shakers/rattles, a small hand tambourine or bells that would later be
‘played’/moved around by spirit. Julia’s
chair was on the immediate right of the cabinet, and a small table to the right
of her chair held a small red-light lamp with a dimmer switch; a small white
light torch which Julia would use during the séances to illuminate the focus
area when she changed out the objects that would be used for experiments, and prior
to certain experiments, when Hans instructed her to do so; a small black
digital recorder; a wand metal detector which Julia used on all sitters prior
to their entering the séance room; and an electronic device she used on the sitters
to detect tiny lenses of any hidden cameras that could be hidden in their
clothing or on their persons. Near this
table, on the floor was a small tray holding items that would be used for
spirit to possibly interact with us during the séance: a white handkerchief, several ping pong
balls, a ceramic tile, and a conical cardboard trumpet about 12-14” long. The music player was on the floor to the
right of this table. Rev. Kevin Lee controlled
the music player on both nights.
evenings, Lily and I each inspected the entire room: the wooden flooring; under chairs; ran our
hands on the curtains of the cabinets; checked behind the black curtains
covering mirrors on the walls; looked within, behind and on top of the cabinet;
and checked the extra furniture stored at the far end of the room which was not
part of the set-up. After Lily and I
were respectively satisfied with our surveys of the room, Julia patted us down
and used the metal detector and the tiny camera detector on us to make sure we
had not ourselves brought anything into the room. We were then assigned our seats to await the
rest of the sitters coming to their seats.
Each sitter was patted down, wanded with the metal detector and checked
for tiny cameras. We both emphatically
state that there was nothing suspicious of any nature that could conceivably
have been used to fake the phenomena we witnessed. (On Friday evening, Lily and I sat almost
opposite one another, she on the side of the room to the left of the medium,
while I sat on the side of the room to the medium’s right. She was the second person down from the
medium on her side and I was the third person down from the medium on my
examined Kai minus his clothes in a separate room to make sure nothing was
concealed. Kai explained during his
introductory talk that when he has multiple séances at one location, he alternates
the nights when he fully disrobes. So
during Friday’s séance he did not disrobe.
On both nights, when we were ready to begin, Dr. Neal stood on a chair
to remove the light bulb from the one ceiling fixture in the séance room.
Goes into Trance, Hans Speaks
music began with the otherworldly song “The Stillness Sings” by Lex Van
Someren. We sang and ohm’ed melodically,
building up lovely waves of sound vibrations.
Kai entered the room breathing loudly and rhythmically in the manner of
the “holotropic breathwork” to enter trance.
He held his hands above his head to show he was bringing nothing into
the room. He then put his hands in
prayer position over his heart and silently gestured to thank each of us as he
walked around the circle. Kai entered
the cabinet and resumed his loud breathing while we all sang to the music; it
was a lovely experience of togetherness.
Neal sealed the door with a blackout curtain, and returned to his
seat. The torch was turned off.
while we kept singing. Suddenly, knocks
from the ceiling began, and several sitters exclaimed “Yay – thank you spirit –
we can hear you!” We heard a few more
knocks from the ceiling, signaling that Kai was in trance, controlled by Hans,
supported by his spirit team. While we
sang, small white lights spiraled upwards in front of the cabinet, like fast
moving fireflies or white sparks from a campfire. “I see white lights!” sitters exclaimed. Lights then appeared within the cabinet
behind the black curtain – flashes of white light of about 6” in diameter and
slower moving dim patches of the same diameter.
Julia heard Han’s voice coming through and shouted, “Quiet!” The music was turned off. Han’s voice was loud, with a clear German
accent, the voice of an older person; later, his voice showed itself as eloquent,
academic, scientific in tone; slow in pace yet full of excitement and
warmth. “Good evening!” he greeted, to
which we echoed, “Good evening Hans – welcome – thank you Hans!” Hans began by expressing his heartfelt thanks
to Dr. Neal for all he does to make these events happen, as well as Julia. He explained what the sitters were to expect
for the evening’s activities, which would be divided into three segments of
experiments. The first part would be
held in complete darkness to protect the medium. (At this point, Hans told Julia he was aware
that there was a little bit of light near her on the floor, which she promptly
extinguished.) During the second part of
the evening red light would be used so that we could see better, while the last
part would consist of a display under red light of the ectoplasm which Kai’s
body would produce through his mouth.
Hans explained that we would be building a bridge between our world of
dimensional understanding and his. He
explained that when he was on the earth he was very much interested in these
kinds of interactions, but he did not refer to himself as “Hans Bender” (German
lecturer and researcher on parapsychology 1907-1991) during this talk, or at
any other time during both séances, although he had mentioned this name in the séances
we experienced in 2013 and 2014. Later
he said that it was difficult to prove his earthly identity, and left it at
that. After he had been talking for
possibly 10 minutes or more, a female sitter yawned. Hans then joked that they’d better get busy
and show us some things; his (spirit) colleagues were reminding him to move on
as the sitters had come to see phenomena – not just to hear him talk!
Plays with Musical Instruments
to build a ‘web of energy’ in the room and at the focus area where the bucket
was taped to the floor, upon which musical instruments were placed on top and
around it on the floor. There was one
small piece of luminous tape on the bucket to let us know where the bucket
was. For the rest of the evening, the
music was upbeat lively music, such as the Beatles. We then heard the two tambourines and shakers
jingle weakly and heard them move in a somewhat desultory way on the
floor. Hans commented that we had
successfully built energy in the room, asked us to confirm that we had heard
the instruments move, and asked us to continue singing. We could see that there was some object
obstructing the luminous tape on the front of the bucket, and then the bells
were briefly shaken with more force, and a bit more rhythmically to the music.
quite a few he gave both evenings in between the experiments. Although he can be verbose at times (he alleged
he was a lecturer in the earth plane, after all), we were truly impressed with
the tight organization of both evenings.
It seemed that all was nicely coordinated, that Julia always knew
exactly what to do, and Hans always carefully explained what to expect next,
how long it would take, and why they were able to achieve the phenomena that we
saw, heard and sometimes touched.
Unfortunately we were not able to retain everything he said, but have
perhaps remembered what was most important.
1: Touches of Hand-like Structures
to come around and touch sitters – would that be agreeable to all the ladies
and gentlemen? “Yes!” He asked, ‘Do you want them to step forward
into the circle?’ “Yes, yes!” we exclaimed. We continued to sing. Soon sitters all around the room shouted out
simultaneously that they were being touched on their knees, heads, etc. I was touched twice on my right thigh, poked
once in the belly button, and touched on the head by something which felt like
the legs of a large spider-like form stepping gingerly around my crown, but
this was not a frightening sensation.
Fred sitting to my right was touched quite a number of times, and since
I was holding his left hand, I could also feel some of what he was
energies that materialize into hand-like structures. What we were experiencing was energy
imitating the human touches that we know.
This was a little unsettling to hear, as one would be thrilled to have
materialized human hands touch us, not just creations which imitate the
presence of another person. However, we
truly appreciated this experiment for what it was.
Hans asked if all the sitters had been touched.
Some said, “No!” (including Lily), but Hans said that he would have to
cut this experiment short. He said
unfortunately they could not always guarantee that all sitters could be
touched, but they had done their best.
against the background of a luminous plaque/tile roughly 6” x 6”. Julia used her small white light torch to
walk to the bucket and placed the tile/plaque on top of the taped bucket. She waved the torch above the surface of the
tile a few times to illuminate its light-sensitive surface, and then returned
to her chair. In complete darkness, Lily
saw little dark rounded shapes making their way across the glowing plaque, but
it was not all that clear. At one point
I saw a black curtain-like covering drawn completely over the plaque, making
the light disappear for a few seconds, which I found more impressive than the
hand forms they were trying to show us.
Lily saw blurred dark shapes that covered one corner of the plaque, but
did not see them as a discernible hand. (In
previous séances in 2014 and 2013, Lily and I did see very distinct hand forms
with fingers that moved like hands).
Hans asked us if we had all seen a hand, and it seemed a majority of the
sitters had seen a hand, but Lily and I cannot honestly say that we saw hands, per se.
However, as it was an experiment the spirit controls were exerting
themselves to present to us, we certainly are not complaining!
Pong Balls Cancelled
whereby the spirit hands could move illuminated ping pong balls in the focus
area, but he said that they (i.e., his spirit colleagues) were not having much
success with it, so they would cancel that experiment. He complained that they were not used to Dr.
Neal’s wooden cabinet, which was making for some difficulties, so they would
have to move onto the next experiment.
So if our memory is correct, we then moved onto the trumpet
Combined Bio-energetics for Trumpet Flight
to sit between Dr. Neal and Julia, who then placed their hands on him in
four-limb control. Hans held a cardboard
trumpet that had several small pieces of luminous tape around the bottom edge;
he then tossed the trumpet into the focus area.
He asked each of us to squeeze our neighbors’ hands tightly after counting
down from 5 to 0 and continue to squeeze.
He explained this would contribute bio-energy to help make the trumpet
defy gravity and fly. Success! We were delighted and awed to see the trumpet
lift off and sweep about the room above our heads, high and low, making adept
figure 8’s and occasionally touching sitters about their faces, heads, legs,
and arms. Hans asked Dr. Neal to confirm
that the medium was indeed in 4-limb control while the trumpet did its rounds
and that Julia was still in place. The
trumpet hit me twice on the chin and I complained that it bonked me. Hans replied humorously that that was why it
was made of cardboard. He remarked at
how silently the trumpet moved so quickly around the room, inferring that we
did not hear any secreted mechanisms moving the trumpet. He explained that the trumpet was not being
controlled by a materialized human entity, but by materialized energy, coupled
with our bio-energy. After several
minutes of flying, the trumpet fell to the floor and dragged around a bit as
the energy dissipated. Hans moved back
into the cabinet.
event. Hans moved back into the cabinet
to build up the energy around the medium.
Around this time we saw white firefly lights about ¼” in diameter
spiraling up outside the cabinet, then within it, casting light up to the
ceiling. From the cabinet, Hans asked
Julia to clear away the trumpet from the focus bucket. We continued to sing.
were not given a clue as to what was coming.
WHAM! – the entire room lit up like high noon with white light! What was unique about this – besides the fact
that a light came on like that in the first place – was that we did not see the
source of this light. The light shone
everywhere in the room for a couple of seconds.
(Later I thought it was like there were some huge beings looking down at
all of us wee ones in Dr. Neal’s darkened séance room. Somehow the beings made the roof dissolve and
turned on a light to shine down evenly, throughout the little room.) Needless to say, all the sitters exclaimed
loudly, thanking Hans for the light! He
then asked Julia to take her torch to the bucket to see what was there. She discovered a very large, clear cut
crystal which even under the red light from the torch we could see was quite
beautiful. I have included a photograph
of this crystal which we took at the conclusion of the séance. The apport is approximately a 3” diameter
object with a diamond cut of about 2”.
It has a lovely star-like design in its facets.
Figure 1: Dr. Neals exquisite 3” diameter crystal apport.
thank someone special, Dr. Neal, for all he has done in furtherance of the
spiritual message. Hans said that the
spirit team is building a global ‘crystalline network’, consisting of circles of
individuals raising their energy, becoming better human beings through their
spiritual work. This gift was meant for
the purpose of activating the network, and Hans explained he wished to use the
apport to continue the activation process on earth, or give it to someone
else. Hans gave no suggestion on how to
use the crystal. We believe the gift is
a beautiful and powerful reminder for all of us to actively work to become a
better human being on this earth through heart-based actions. The message, we believe, is ‘Hey, look what
we went to all the trouble to give you – from across the veil, no less –
brought in for you in a flash of light.
Now continue to raise yourselves and others up, continue to work in your
development circles to add to the betterment of humanity.’
are, and to understand that our actions affect realms beyond our awareness. That is why we must focus on actions of
heart-based love and spiritual growth which build up the ‘informational density
of the dimensional whole.’ We interpreted his message to mean that when all of
this is shared, it is used to build up the informational density that we all
ultimately benefit from. Important
heart-based information is added by each one of us into the database, so to
speak, whether we have a development circle or not, whether we are “mediums” or
not. The crystal was given through the
power of love, which apparently underlies a whole lot of other operational laws
we here on this planet cannot comprehend, as Hans repeatedly reminded us. On Sunday, in the midst of a related
discussion, Hans said, “All you need is
out of the cabinet into the red light.
He opened the curtains and slid the chair out a bit so that we saw him
clearly in the red light. Suddenly Julia
got excited and told us to quickly, quickly, get closer to the medium. She said we could get up from our chairs and
come close to the medium, so long as we all continued to hold hands. We quickly moved to gather near the
medium. Julia said to look at the
medium’s feet, and said, ‘Look here, look here!’ I was looking at the floor for quite some
time and nearly missed the show. (At
this point I also noticed that Dr. Neal was actually lying on his back on the
floor, looking up at the medium’s face, which concerned me for a few seconds as
I thought maybe he had fallen or something.
On Sunday I asked him what on earth he was doing, lying on the floor
Friday night? He said that as he knew
what was coming, he wanted to get as close as possible and in the best
4 feet from the medium, kneeling, crouching and standing (Dr. Neal lying), and
the red light was quite good. Lily was
very close to the medium, about 2 feet away with a clear view of his face. The area of skin under the medium’s eyes
began bulging, and Julia kept telling us to ‘Look, look!’ With his fingers, the medium was gently
pressing the flesh on the side of one eye, while pulling down the lower lid
slightly so that we could see a small, dark, ½” wide object pop up from under
the eyeball that fell with a ping onto the wooden floor. Two or three objects came out in this way,
from both eyes: first, we would see
puffy bulges appear on his face, right below his eyes, then he would gently
press the side of the eye, holding the lower lid open, and the objects landed
with ‘pings’ onto the floor. Amazingly,
at the same time that all this was happening, a large black flattish object was
being expelled from his nose – ‘ping’ – onto the floor with the others. Altogether 6 objects came through, although
initially Julia found only 5, but when cleaning up later, found the sixth, one
of two small black teardrops, which she gave us on Sunday.
emerged because any skeptic would say the medium had simply tucked the objects
in his eyelids beforehand, but it was clear that these objects were
materializing from the bottom of the eyeballs.
I also observed the procedure closely and saw the objects emerge from
under the eyeballs.
little apports she found with her torch and asked us to go back to our
seats. The red light was turned off, and
from the cabinet, Hans told us all that the gems were more activation crystals
they wished to give to the Choto family in recognition of their sharing of
these matters with others. Lily was
stunned, completely surprised that we would receive any gifts from spirit. Of course I was also stunned, but there was a
part of me that was not surprised at all.
Hereinafter I shall refer to these gifts as our jammin’ gems. Hans said these gifts would be ‘activated’ by
our heart-based actions, our further development of our circle, and being
better human beings. We thanked him most
|Figure 2: Close up of ‘Jammin Gems’.|
Pictured in Figure 2 are 2 large red and blue
ovals, each 1.8 cm x 1.7 cm; a black rectangle, 1.8 cm x 1.58 cm (which came
from the medium’s nose); a small light blue rectangular gem, 1 cm x .8 cm; and
2 black teardrop gems, each 1.8 cm x 1.8.
After the séance, Kai called the black teardrop a “black comet.” Black comets are reminders that within us all
is a black sun which represents the true knowing of who we are. Note that the teardrop black comets have
sharp ends, and that they arrived from under the medium’s eyes with no
|Figure 3: Size comparison between Dr. Neals Stone and the Jammin Gems|
|Figure 4: Detail of ‘Jammin Gems on busticket|
|Figure 5: A photo we took on Saturday, 1 August of our jammin’ gems, the bus ticket with the words ‘jammin gems’ written on it, and Swami Muktananda’s book which I had brought with me for the weekend in New York, but had not yet read.|
eyes to bring the crystals through? Eyes,
he said, are the windows into spirit, and one of the softest parts of the
body. Kai must drink a lot of fluid
before séances to moisturize his eyes, and to produce ectoplasm. Hans said, “The body is a portal to higher dimensional
realms.” These crystals are a reminder
to be a better human being here, on earth.
Hans said that as humans we are very fortunate to be in the earth plane
to experience love on physical and emotional levels, and that ‘enlightenment,
release, and epiphany’ can all be achieved here and now, as an embodied person,
rather than later
how to be inspired, or to inspire others, with them. Hans said there are many layers of reality,
of causation and that we must realize that “ONE WORD” from us as a human being
has repercussions across many spiritual realities. We underestimate our power to create. We do not understand the power that we hold
within our being. Hans said again that
we as humans are not designed to understand this play between the two planes of
existence. However, he emphasized how
important our choices and creativity are.
“One word” from us ripples out to add to that informational density, out
into the enfolded spiritual dimensions.
self-illuminated ectoplasmic constructions.
He used the analogy that just as the artist on earth uses colorful
paints, brushes and canvas to paint a masterpiece, he and his fellow alchemists
produce beautiful experiences and gifts for the sitters using ectoplasm as
their medium. Just as the painter
delights in stimulating the beholders of his or her paintings, Hans said they
love to delight the sitters with their creations. After his talk, we sang loudly and then saw
more flashes of light in the cabinet, rectangular light shapes and long
teardrop formations, which moved slowly in the cabinet and then
whitish formation of about 6 inches wide by two feet tall with a kind of gauzy
structure emerged between the cabinet curtains.
The sitters exclaimed delightedly, “Thank you – welcome – hello!” It bobbed gently into the open space. The bottom of the form swept the floor as it
moved. At the top of this construction
were dark blobs which might have represented the beginning of a face. The configuration of the black blobs reminded
me of a cobra face, especially since it was at the top of this skinny
form. Lily thought that possibly spirit
was controlling the long skinny form where the black blobs were, as if the
structure were dangling from a point of control. While we continued to sing, the structure
came forward towards my side of the room. The structure was swaying and seemingly coming
closer to the sitters near me and we kept coaxing it closer. But it seemed to be spending a lot of time in
our corner of the room and I began to feel guilty that we were monopolizing the
formation so that the rest of the sitters could not see it very well. Later, when Lily and I discussed what we had
experienced, she said the form stayed close to her, Dr. Neal and adjacent
sitters on the opposite side of the room, and since it did not move out further
to the other sitters, she began to feel guilty as well that they were
monopolizing its time. We pondered how
it was possible that we both thought the structure was facing us
construction of about 1.5’ high x 1’ wide was seen peeking between the curtains
of the cabinet and floated about 4’ or 5’ above the floor. It looked like a three dimensional fabric
drapery with two fuzzy dark spots (3/4” in diameter) underneath its gauzy
surface. The two dark spots were about
1/3 of the way from the top, representing what could be interpreted as eyes –
but were too close together – a rudimentary form and not too attractive. Lily thought it looked sort of like a grade
school art project/Mister Potato Head where placement of features is not
accurate. Lily and I found it hilarious
– although if I had seen it out of the context of the protected séance room,
for instance, walking alone one night, it would have certainly been a scary
sight. Although the sitters encouraged
the “face” to come out further, it did not venture forth and disappeared behind
understand how people who see ghosts represent them as wearing bed sheets, and
that what we had just seen were early templates, ancient forms. At times they reminded me of Casper the
Friendly Ghost. I was not wholly clear
what he was trying to convey during this portion of his talk, except to say
that the constructions were meant as a means of demonstrating how ectoplasm can
be made visible with self-illumination in these archetypal forms.
displaying ectoplasm expelled from his mouth and showing what the ectoplasm
could do. As we sang in the dark, the
medium sat behind the curtains of the cabinet.
Gags and struggling moans from the medium indicated the ectoplasm was
coming out of his mouth. Hans stamped
the medium’s foot loudly several times (since Hans could not talk with ectoplasm
in the medium’s mouth), indicating to Julia it was time to turn on the red
light and open the curtains so that we could view him. The first time the curtain was open, we saw a
wide band of whitish ectoplasm about 2” wide and 2’ long hanging out of the
medium’s mouth. It reminded me of a very
large tapeworm, dangling from the mouth, and the reason I thought of a tapeworm
was that it looked flat, quite unlike the more puffy/voluminous expelled
ectoplasm we had seen in 2013 and 2014.
Truly, it is remarkable how many different qualities, consistencies,
moldings, densities, and structures that ectoplasm can assume, an ideal
creative medium for any spirit team to use to delight the sitters!
stamping signal. We saw that this
ectoplasm dangled from the medium’s mouth and was now longer, about 3’,
touching the floor, and that a flattened adult-sized hand structure had formed
at the very end of the ectoplasm. The
hand structure was moving around a bit.
Its fingers were curled under on the floor. A sitter who was closer to the medium
remarked that he thought he saw a black signet ring on this hand, but I did not
see a ring.
upwards in mid-air, like an elephant trunk raised up, with the hand
construction looking relaxed, but moving around a bit. This hand was a one-dimensional, flat, ironed
hand – so unlike a hand construction we saw in 2013 which was more defined, plump,
and moved more.
us to Touch the Ectoplasm
whereby sitters could touch the ectoplasm. Julia opened the cabinet curtains and Hans
emerged with a large blanket of thin and gauzy ectoplasm which resembled a
large, irregularly and intricately woven fish net that you could see through,
approximately 3’ x 3’. The borders of
this netting were fairly wide, perhaps so that Hans could grip the blanket well
at the edges, as he stretched the netting out further and manipulated it. Hans showed how the ectoplasm could be sticky
by just pressing it against the curtains of the cabinet, where it was held
fast, and then stretching it out even further, showing its elasticity. As a further demonstration he then unstuck it
from the curtains and threw it over Julia, which looked rather comical. Lily thought Julia looked as though she was
covered by a large porous thin pizza dough.
that she wished to touch it. I said, “Me
too!” Hans approached the lady sitter
and asked her to uplift her face to him (bear in mind, that we were all in hand
chain while Hans roamed about the room holding valuable ectoplasm which formed
part of the medium’s own physical/spiritual being). This lady at first did not understand what
she was meant to do, but once she got it, Hans then draped the blanket of
ectoplasm on her upturned face and asked her to tell us what it felt like. I believe she said it was wet. Next, Hans came over to my side of the room
and asked me to turn my face up to him and he threw the netting of ectoplasm on
me. He asked me what it felt like and I
said it felt like a wet dish rag.
However, that analogy was not at all correct. Actually, what it felt like was a heavy,
super-saturated piece of fabric, perhaps a large bath towel. I did not notice any particular odor to
it. A trickle of something wet dropped
from the sheeting of ectoplasm onto my left cheek close to my nose. It was a bit itchy and felt like it kept
running down my cheek, but of course I could do nothing to itch my face as we
were all holding hands. Hans then moved
on to several other sitters to let them experience the ectoplasm. I kept wiggling my nose and cheek to try to
get relief from the feeling of this line of trickling moisture which it seemed
had been left behind on my face. Briefly,
the “head” of this line of moisture seemed to be trying to go up my left
nostril! Later when I discussed this
experience with Lily, I could not account for this feeling of a trickle of a
heavy kind of moisture that persisted on my cheek even after the séance
closed. After the séance, in Dr. Neal’s
kitchen, with my fingers I actually wiped at my left cheek to remove what I
thought was going to be a watery substance – but of course there was absolutely
nothing to be wiped off my face as all of the ectoplasm had been safely
returned to the medium and could not have remained on my cheek.
her prayer, and when he reached ‘0’ in the countdown, Kai would instantly
return to his body in the exact same moment he had left his body, during the
holotropic breathwork. Hans bid us
farewell and we thanked him. Julia said a
lovely prayer of thanks for the inter-dimensional communication and blessed all
sitters with a safe drive home. Hans did
the countdown to ‘0’ and Kai returned breathing heavily, sounding disoriented
and asking Julia if everything was okay.
The sitters left the room to gather in the kitchen and share what we had
witnessed. Kai and Julia, after resting,
etc., joined us to discuss the evening’s incredible events.
talk on Friday. Lily inspected the room
and found nothing suspicious and that it was set up the same way as on
Friday. The events of Sunday evening
were unique from Friday’s séance. We
have sat in four séances with Kai since 2013 and each one was unique and
the medium’s right and I sat on the wall to the medium’s left. We were in seats further away from the medium
than on Friday. There was palpable
excitement in the room from the sitters.
Fred again sat to my right. When
the song “The Stillness Sings” was turned on and we began singing, Kai entered
the room breathing deeply, quickly and almost painfully, it seemed, using the
holotropic breathwork to get into trance, held his hands in prayer to thank us,
and went into the cabinet. After several
minutes of singing in the dark, we could no longer hear his labored breathing,
and we saw a small white light spiraling from the cabinet, followed by a patch
of circular, foggy light and another small light.
extraordinarily loud bang on the door heralded the successful entry of Hans the
Alchemist and his crew, and the successful control of Kai Felix by Hans the
Alchemist. “Quiet!” Julia said. We heard an enfeebled, old man’s voice asking
from the cabinet whether we could hear him.
We replied no, that we could not hear him and to speak up. In response we were startled by a flash of
brilliant bright white light about 6” in diameter and 3’ above the floor within
the cabinet curtains. We shrieked with
delight, and thereafter Hans’ voice became stronger and he sounded
they had been on Friday. The first
experiment involved building up the energy web in the room by singing
exuberantly, or la-la-ing if lyrics were unknown. Soon enough, sitters felt hand structures
tapping or touching them throughout the room.
Lily was hoping to be touched by spirit hands since she was not touched
on Friday, and indeed felt five separate occasions of quick taps on her knee
and one lingering touch of finger-like forms gently caressing the hair on the
top of her head. She said it felt rather
like a rubber chicken foot loosely twirling around in her hair. I was touched twice on my right knee. Fred seemed to get a lot of touches also, including
touches in his hair. Later on Hans asked
the sitters whether anyone had felt touches that seemed to be loving, and Fred
said that the touch on his head felt like a caress.
touching us, the musical instruments started playing and moving about. They were more energetic than they had been
on Friday night and we were delighted they were playing with the beat of the
music for a few seconds. We thanked
spirit for their effort. During all this
touching and the playing of the tambourines on and around the taped bucket,
Hans continually asked for Dr. Neal to confirm that the medium was still under
for the hand forms to move. She flashed
her white light torch on three ping pong balls painted with luminous paint to
get them glowing. These balls were on a
little tray that she put on top of the taped bucket. When we were all singing in the dark, we
could see that the balls were being covered/blacked out by ectoplasmic ‘hands’
and heard the hand forms knocking against the tray. “We can hear you – wow – thank you Spirit!”
we exclaimed. These hand forms then got
more energetic and succeeded in knocking the whole tray off the bucket. “Wow!” people shouted. One ball rolled over near Lily and the other
two balls, near Brian, were moved around by the hands almost like field hockey
style, where you dribble the ball and then change its direction. One moved quickly under Lily’s chair and then
out again into the focus area. Hand
forms could clearly be seen grasping the balls.
The sitters were loudly appreciative.
light. At length he thanked all those
working in their circles, and made a special mention that one of the sitters,
Dwanna, received an apported emerald gem at
the first séance Kai held on Wednesday, 29 July (which Lily and I did not
attend). He emphasized that apported
gifts were not meant to make some feel special or some feel left out, but that
every person’s efforts to be a better human being are so important.
feet. Hans told her to carefully check
his hand and arm to make sure there were no objects in his hand or somehow on
his arm that should not be there. We
clearly saw Andrea run her hands all over his hand and up his bare arm (he was
wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt). We
could deduce something was about to be apported. The medium held his right arm parallel to the
floor about 3’ from the floor, the palm down, with Andrea’s two open hands
cupped below. Andrea’s hands were
perhaps 12-16” under the medium’s right palm.
Hans then moved his right arm and hand up and down, flexing the fingers
in and out from fists to open hand as if it was under some kind of energetic control,
and said, seemingly to his spirit colleagues behind the scene, ‘Yes, the medium
is ready, go ahead!’ He then made a
number of straining noises to seemingly give birth to something. In about 4 seconds after he grunted I clearly
saw a sparkling object fall from below the tips of the fingers of his
downturned hand into Andrea’s hands.
Because of where Lily was sitting, however, she did not see that the
object fell from the tips of his fingers, but she did see a shiny object fall
directly into Andrea’s hands. We were
delighted! After the séance we saw the
apport was a small clear gem about 1.5” in diameter. As she sat on the floor before him, he cupped
his hands around hers, and said the gift was recognition of her many years
service to spirit. Hans told her that
the body is a portal to higher dimensions.
This was a gift with no strings attached, she could use the crystal as
an activation crystal (or not), but that her gem was already activated. He talked to her for quite some time, until
he remarked she must be tired there on the floor and released her to go back to
her seat. We laughed.
off to pitch dark. Julia was asked to
take her white light torch to shine all around the focus area around the
bucket. Lily and I think this was done
so all the sitters could clearly see there was nothing on the floor or the
bucket prior to the experiment. Hans
said to his fellow alchemists, ‘We are all ready.’ Immediately a huge flash of light illuminated
the room, followed by exclamations of amazement. Unlike the flash of light we had seen Friday
evening, Lily and I saw the source of the light which flashed Sunday evening –
a free-floating light perhaps 6” high and roughly rectangular, high above the
cabinet, near the ceiling. From this
little rectangle the large, bright flash of white light illuminated the area
near the bucket, with the rest of the room behind the sitters left darkened. The little rectangle brought to my mind an
old-fashioned movie projector set up high in the projector room of a movie
theater from the early 20th century.
|Figure 6: Rev. Kevin Lee’s apported lavender crystal, 3″ in diameter|
Julia was asked by Hans to take her torch to see what had been
transported into the séance room. She
found a large, round, gorgeous lavender crystal about 1 foot from the bucket in
the clear open floor space. This, Hans
said, was a gift to Rev. Kevin Lee of Ft. Lauderdale, Florida, in recognition
of his years of service through his Church, and that the crystal was
activated. Again, Hans said that Rev.
Lee was under no obligation to use his crystal at all; he could even give it to
someone else. After the séance Lily and
I got a close look at Kevin’s crystal and saw that it had some lovely attributes
to it. The color changes from lavender
to blue and then to a kind of salmon color, depending on how it is held. I
remarked to Kevin that the design in the middle of it looked like the looped
bow of some kind of micro-organism. He
said it reminded him of an ancient glyph.
Later I saw photos that Kevin put on Facebook of his crystal that showed
a star-shaped design similar to Dr. Neal’s crystal. See photo of Kevin’s lavender apport, Figure
How Objects are Apported
chair in the red light. He said he
wanted to explain that these apports are all brought in on light energy. “Light energy is how we communicate in the
spirit world,” he said. He used the visual
analogy of a big paper map, where in the physical realm humans would have to
travel between Point A and Point B, but in the Spirit world, the alchemists can
fold over the map so that Point A and B are touching and pierce a pin through
the middle to prick a hole through both page/dimensions of the map, through
which light is shone, enabling the transportation of objects into the séance
room. “Do you recall how at the
beginning of the night my voice was weaker and after the flash of light my
voice became stronger?” “Yes!” we replied. He explained how his voice was amplified, and
his presence brought closer with the light energy. “Would you like me to demonstrate how we can
create this light to transport objects?” he asked. “Yes!” we said. In the red light, Lily saw him lift his left
hand up to the level of his chest, with palm facing out towards the
sitters. A bright white light then
flashed in mid-air about one foot in front of his hand, for which we all
thanked him – yet again – amazed.
even a stone, has a soul, and that often stones have very wise souls. He described Dr. Neal’s verdant and beautiful
property as having many living creatures on it, flora and fauna, all with
souls. “There are various little beings
who look into the windows of this house at night, wondering what the humans are
up to!” Hans said the alchemists would
bring in one of the little invisible nature spirits which often moves in and
out of Dr. Neal’s home. He called it a
quantum light being. “It will be
illuminated and might fly, crawl, or sit in your laps. If you’re lucky, you might see its wings,” he
in erratic quick movements, zig-zagging about the room, certainly not graceful
as the trumpet had been on Friday. When
it came close to me I asked it to slow down so that I could see its wings, but
it did not comply with my request. A
sitter on the opposite side of the room, however, remarked that she could feel
a fluttering of the air seemingly caused by flapping wings. Lily also felt the flapping of the wings, but
did not see the wings, and no sitters commented that they had seen the
wings. It then settled on the floor
close to me to rest a bit and shortly left us.
his mouth for display to the sitters, demonstrating another use for
ectoplasm. From the cabinet, Hans
explained that it would take about 7 minutes to get the medium ready. We sang cheerfully, and when he stomped his
foot for Julia to open the curtains, the ectoplasm we saw under red light
looked very different from the ectoplasm that had been produced on Friday night. It looked like a stream of a frothy
cloud-like whitish substance hanging from his mouth about 8” wide and 1.5’
high, quite different from the flat tapeworm like projection on Friday. (I always feel sorry for the medium when I
hear his retching, struggling to bring out the ectoplasm. He struggled more on Sunday evening than he
had on Friday.)
ectoplasm on the floor, no longer connected to the medium’s mouth, resting
between the medium’s feet. It looked
like a pile about 1.5 feet in diameter of billowing cumulus cloud, or whipped
cream – which was moving subtly, as if breathing. Slowly it changed shape and extruded up to
form a vertical column structure of about 2 feet.
announced that we had some visitors to our circle, and that they were working
on bringing them out. He said that they
did not know who these visitors were, but hoped that somebody would recognize
them. When Julia was told to open the
cabinet curtains, she told us that we should quickly get up from our seats to
get closer to the medium, so long as we all held hands. Clearly, we saw the medium’s face was now
covered in a more solid white ectoplasm, an asymmetrical face mask of ectoplasm
with holes in it, within which were embedded photo-like portraits framed in
oval holes of ectoplasm. Both images
were fairly large. I would estimate them
to be about 2.5 inches each. One of the
portraits was on the far left of the medium’s forehead, and one dangled on the
right side of his chin. I could see that
both portraits were of men, but only caught a brief glimpse of the image on the
forehead to just recognize that I was seeing a man, with no more details seen,
as it was positioned in a patch of shadow where the red light could not
reach. Other sitters asked to see the
forehead image better, but the medium did not move during this display and
Julia’s red lamp could not be moved to illuminate the image on the far side of
the medium’s head.
and the red light was illuminating it well.
The portrait was that of a man wearing dark sunglasses. He looked to be a Caucasian in his 40s with a
receding hairline, rugged features, and looking a bit stern. I thought it odd that an image of a ‘visitor’
would be obscured, wearing sunglasses. I
looked at it fairly long, trying to remember the details of the face. Unfortunately nobody said that they recognized
either image. Later Dr. Neal told us
that the image on the medium’s forehead, which he could see since he was so
close to Kai, was that of a younger white male with a short beard, looking to
be a modern “hippie” type.
Kai’s website, Figure 7, which shows a 2012 event where three similar miniature
portraits were displayed in his ectoplasm (but these portraits seem to be
smaller than the two portraits produced on 2 August 2015). The photo also shows that the medium was
actively working to stretch the ectoplasm, apparently to show the portraits to
best advantage. But on Sunday evening, 2
August 2015, the medium was immovable, sitting there like a statue covered in
his curious ski mask. I only wish that
it had been possible to have a photographer among us who could have captured these
two miniature portraits. Although these
types of images are nothing new in the long annals of modern spiritualism, they
are so rare that it hurts to think that the two produced through Kai on 2
August 2015 have not been recorded. See
the works of Sir William Crookes (who photographed the full-form
materialization of Katie King), Dr. Baron von Schrenk-Notzing, Dr. Gustave Geley,
Dr. Richard Hodgson, Mme. Bisson, James Hervey Hyslop, Charles Richet, Dr.
Eugene Osty, Dr. Richard Hodgson, Dr. L.R.G. Crandon, Dr. W.J. Crawford, Dr.
William Creighton, Dr. T. Glen Hamilton (whose Intention and Survival has photographs of miniature portraits
embedded in ectoplasm), Robin Foy, Grant and Jane Solomon, Stewart Alexander,
Tom Harrison and a host of others whose names I do not know or cannot
recall. There are photographs on the
internet showing spirit faces presented in ectoplasm as a way of communicating
their presence to the sitters without materializing their bodies, which would
take a lot more energy to accomplish.
|Figure 7: 2012 photo from Kai’s website showing three miniatures, the medium actively working on the ectoplasmic production.|
At the end of the séance, Hans thanked us again, and asked Julia
to close in prayer. Kai returned safely
to the body, breathing heavily as expected, and rested for a few minutes before
joining the sitters afterwards to share the evening’s successful communications.
Krombholz who examined each apport under his gemological binocular microscope
and declared that the small light blue jammin’ gem was cut glass and all the
others were molded glass. I was not surprised
that these jammin’ gems are not literally gems.
Why would Hans the Alchemist and his team send us precious gems to tempt
some to covet or even steal them? Hans
told us that all the apports had been made by his team from their dimensional
realm. Therefore one might hope that
there would be something unique or anomalous about the apports, but it seems
that our jammin’ gems are ordinary glass that could have been made anywhere on
this earth. Again, I am not surprised or
disappointed. If the alchemists had sent
us items that had mysterious attributes that could not be explained,
controversies would undoubtedly break out around them, which would only
distract us from the real message: they
are gifts from spirit. With
that said, however, I have no idea at the time of writing this report if any of
the large apports have been examined by a gemologist. I assume that they are made of glass, but of
course, I could be quite wrong.
pieces of molded and cut glass through Kai Muëgge’s eyes and nose. We plan to have our jammin’ gems properly
mounted to keep them secure in a little display box. If Queen Elizabeth were to present us with
the Koh-I-Noor diamond, we would not be any richer than we are now with our six
my office, I finished reading Play of
Consciousness. I glanced at the last
photo of Muktananda, on page 293 of the 1994 edition. It shows him looking to be an older man, with
a receding hairline, wearing a beard and sunglasses. A visceral shock of recognition slapped me on
the side of my head: the miniature of
the man with the sunglasses presented in an ectoplasmic frame from Kai’s chin
was Muktananda! I shared this thought
with Lily and a few of the sitters who had been at Kai’s séance on Sunday, 2
August. Admittedly, the portrait we saw
on Sunday evening appeared to be of a Caucasian, and Muktananda was
Indian. However, what I could remember
of the mouth area especially matched well with the photograph in the 1994
edition of his autobiography. Lily has
an eye for detail and could see, despite the sunglasses being worn by the man
in the ectoplasmic portrait, that his eyes were set deeply on his face, quite
like Muktananda’s eyes. There are a
number of other photos of Muktananda in his autobiography and on the internet
which show him at different ages, looking boyish and thin, older and plumper,
wearing a loincloth, a monk’s robe, western clothes, and various styles of
sunglasses. In some of them he wears a
beard, in others he is clean shaven. In
some of them he is so dark he looks like an African, while in others he is as
pale as a Caucasian. I then thought I
would search for videos of him on You Tube.
Immediately one popped out to my attention and grabbed me, and said to
me, ‘Yes, that’s him.’ It shows him in
his 40s or 50s, with a receding hairline, in a saffron monk’s robe, with the
round smudge at his third eye, wearing sunglasses.
me? I certainly never met the Swami, as
he died in the early 80s. In the last
six months or so I have been searching for answers and a supporting base of
understanding about the energy sensations that I began to experience in
2011. Play of Consciousness is the third book by Muktananda that I have
read. Although I had brought it with me
on the weekend trip to Cassadaga thinking that perhaps I would have time to
read it, I had only read a couple of paragraphs on Sunday, 2 August. That evening, I used Play of Consciousness as a receptacle to keep our jammin’ gems safe
since I wanted to share them with any sitters who had not seen them from
Friday’s event. I wrapped up the 2003
bus ticket that had “Jammin gems” written on it and the six jammin’ gems in a
plastic sandwich bag held fast with a paper clip, which I stuck into the middle
of the book. I then placed the book
itself in a clear zip-lock freezer bag. I
left this book, which has Muktananda’s painted portrait on the cover (Figure
5), on Dr. Neal’s kitchen table while the Sunday séance was held where Kai
produced ectoplasm with the two embedded miniature faces. Was there some kind of energy from the book
that was used by Hans and his alchemists to produce Muktananda’s face with
Kai’s ectoplasm in the adjoining room? I
loved Muktananda’s book on meditation which I read in early July, and was
looking forward to reading Play of
Consciousness. Indeed, when I
finally read it, I found valuable information
that I needed to know about the shakti-kundalini spiritual process. Was Muktananda responding to my positive
reception of the two books I had read by 2 August, and my anticipation of
reading Play of Consciousness? Was that enough of a connection to bring him
to show himself to me?
ectoplasmic miniature portrait on Kai’s chin on 2 August 2015, nor am I
attached to the idea that the guy in the dark sunglasses was Swami
Muktananda. But I must say that I sure
am enjoying how consciousness seems to be playing with me.
have spent many hours discussing the two séances; making recordings after the
events to try to capture as much detail as possible; transcribing the
recordings; debating how best to present all of the marvelous experiments and
uplifting messages given to us by Hans and his Alchemists to you, the
reader. It was our labor of love, a job
we were privileged to be given, to offer as a gift, just as Hans and his
Alchemists have used Kai’s ectoplasm to give us their creations to delight and
inspire us. Hans kept reminding us that,
as embodied beings, we have great powers of influence and creativity,
connecting us to unseen higher dimensional realities; indeed, influencing by
our intentions, actions and words other dimensional realities. “Our bodies are portals.” That is the message we would wish to leave
you with – to make yourself a portal of love, joy, forgiveness and to share
those gifts with the world. Raise your
frequency, shine your magnificent lights brighter and brighter.
for writing this report from Kai or any other source.
between experiments, a loud lingering yawn emanated from my own mouth – quite
beyond my control after a day-long drive to Dr. Neal’s. I promptly apologized to the group, “I’m
sorry!” Hans then took the opportunity
to explain, much to my embarrassment (I was grateful for the lights being
blacked out), that a yawn will bring the energy in the room down for everyone
concerned. A yawn signifies fatigue and
boredom. If a person needed to yawn,
they should do so as quietly as possible.
Thereafter, I tried to sing as lustily as possible to increase energy
which I may have diminished with my yawn.
30 July, on the bus commuting to work, I opened up a used book I had just
received from Amazon, Play of
Consciousness – A Spiritual Autobiography by Swami Muktananda. Inside this book I found a bus ticket from
2003. In the upper left corner of the
little ticket someone had written, ‘Jammin gems.’ What an odd thing for someone to write on a
bus ticket, I thought. Then I thought
that the following day I would be attending a séance with Kai, through whose
mediumship many gem-like objects materialized in the séance room. The word “jammin’” also had significance as I
frequently ask my husband to make me some of that jammin’ tea (Celestial
Seasons ‘Jammin’ Lemon Ginger’ tea). The
synchronicity made me smile. Hans talked
often during both séances of receiving an ‘epiphany,’ becoming better human
beings, obtaining ‘release’ here on earth.
I smile again because that is exactly what Muktananda’s book is
gem. We would love to see a photo of it.