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Date: 18 December 2016
The Rita Goold Materialisation Experience
Before I get to the materialization story I think it worth while to explain how we meet Rita Goold a materialisation medium and the dayís event that led up to the materialisation experience after we had investigated a crop-circle in Wiltshire UK. The experience described below took place in good ambient light with the living room curtains open and a lamp light in the street right outside Ritaís house shining enough light into the room allowing both Joan and myself to see quite clearly what took place.
We first meet Rita Goold through very strange circumstances; receiving contact details for Rita which happened during our usual get together at Joanís home in Coventry. Present was Joan, Pam and myself and as we sat talking about different psychic subjects Joanís phone began ringing and while Joan was answering the phone both Pam and I started to became amused at the expressions of surprise and puzzlement on Joanís face. The phone call ended and Joan began to explain what had just taken place. A mans voice who had a slight Italian accent introduced himself as John and then asked if he was speaking to someone called Joan, to which Joan confirmed he was. John went on to explain that he belonged to small group that experimented with the psychic and paranormal and that his group were using a Quija spelling board by which the spirits were communicating through. John went on to explain that the spirits asked his group to contact someone called Joan and to tell her that she needs to contact a woman by the name of Rita Goold (materialisation medium). John explained to the spirits that they didnít know anyone called Joan and in response the board spelt out a telephone number for the group to reach Joan. When Joan explained to John that she had heard of a Rita Goold in the Psychic News paper but didnít personally know Rita and that she had no way in contacting her. John said he would try to find out more information and would phone back in a short while. We waited about ten minutes and then the phone rang again, John said they explained the situation to the spirits and they gave another telephone number to pass to Joan saying it was Ritaís home number. Joan thanked John and his group and we never heard from him again.
We decided that we had nothing to lose in ringing the number and nominated Joan to be the spokes person. Joan dialed the number and a woman answered introducing herself as Rita Goold, well the look on Joanís face was a picture, anyway Joan went on to explain the whole strange incident and Rita said we should meet up, she invited us over to her cottage and from there we went on many exciting excursions with Rita over a period of about 14 years witnessing all sorts of phenomena.
Rita was also an accomplished psychic and UFO researcher and had a great interest in crop-circles. An interesting crop-circle appeared in Wiltshire and Rita invited Joan and my-self to go with her to investigate the phenomena. We packed the car with lunch and set on our way driving through the picturesque villages of the Cotswoldís which happens to be where by mother was born. As usual we talked about our favorite subjects, psychic and UFOís, Rita was telling us about the large triangle UFO that she and others saw which stopped and hovered about 50 feet above theirs heads. We began driving through a village and as we stopped at some red traffic lights, all of a sudden Rita called out saying ďmy God whatís that explaining that she had just saw a small UFO past right in front of the car. We decided Ritaís experience must have taken place on sort of psychic level because Joan and I didnít witness anything. We drove on and Rita suggested we stopped for lunch at a picnic park about 10 minutes away, Rita checked her watch which showed 1pm. We started to discuss Ritaís UFO experience and what it meant but we couldnít reason why it took place. We saw the sign for the park and Rita again checked her watch, Ďthis canít be right Rita said and asked Joan to check her own watch, the time read 2.30pm. We pulled into the park grounds and sat confused about the time it took to get to the park. Somewhere, 1hour and 30 minutes were missing because it should have taken only 10 minutes to arrive at the park. Rita suggested it must be missing which is often linked to UFO sightings, strange to say the least.
We finished our picnic lunch and set off for Wiltshire wondering if anything else was in stall for us. Making good timing is wasnít long before Rita was pointing out a winding road up the side of a mountain and said we would be able to see the crop-circle from the top over looking the valley of cornfields. The view was majestic; Rita slowed the car down to a crawling pace so we would get a better view when all of a sudden the whole of the cars electric system shut down. Concerned that we might cause an accident, Rita franticly tried to start the car with no response, the car was totally dead. We sat wondering weather to get out and push the car over to the side when exactly at that moment the carís electrics just simply came back on, just another one of those strange happenings. We arrived at the corn-circle and spent quite some time in the circle meeting some very interesting people with out of this world explanations as to how the crop-circles were made and suggested UFOís and aliens and even people making the circles as an explanation, but who knows really.
After an eventful day investigating the crop-circle we started our trip back home. I donít why but it always seems that we arrive back quicker than when journeying down. We were soon pulling into Ritaís driveway and quickly unloaded the car. Rita made a nice hot cuppa and we sat going over the days events, after a short while we began to hear what sounded like scratching coming from the skirting board down by the side of Rita; Rita looked down to see if she could make sense of the noise and first suggested it might be mice. We carried on talking and I noticed that Rita seemed to become tired and I put it down to the long drive there and back from Wiltshire, I glanced over to Joan who was sitting at the other end of Ritaís oblong living room about 17 feet in length to see if she also had noticed how tried Rita had become. At first, without realising it Rita was starting to go into trance, this only became apparent due to the fact that Ritaís head was starting to slump forward. We both sat quietly as Rita seemed to go even deeper into a somnambulistic state, then her heard started to rise and her body became very upright, we waited in anticipation and then a voice in a clear broad Scottish accent introduced itself as Helen Duncan.
The details of what Helen spoke about are now fragmented after so many years, but after Helen had spoke for awhile she said there were others who wished also to speak to us. Rita gently started to lie backwards and within minutes another voice was heard but this time it was a distinctly male voice who introduced itself as Raymond Lodge. Raymond made mention to materialization phenomena and stated that this type of mediumship should be nurtured more and not to forget its great benefits in proving survival after death. Raymond finished talking and Ritaís body became relaxed. Once again a different voice was heard but this time I knew immediately it was little Russell, I recognized his voice from the tapes that a friend Linda Holdroy had sent some time ago recorded from one of Ritaís materialization sťances. Russell came through in the same character that he has become well known for, his high pitch voice and giggles. Russell said that although Rita didnít sit much for phenomena but mentioned that spirit still watch over her, he gave a few giggles and than asked us was there anything we wanted spirit to do. Of all the things I could have asked for I said could spirit move the heavy brass coffee table which sat in the middle of the living room Russell said to give him a minute and that he would go and ask, Ritaís heard fell forwarded while we waited.
When I look back at this suggestion I become frustrated with myself, why on earth didnít I ask for direct voice so that Joan and I could have requested to speak to our mothers.
Russell was back and said spirit would try, he said it was good to have met us and then Rita began to lean backwards with her head titled to the right. The room seemed strangely quite. We both began watching the coffee table and glancing over to Rita who was by now breathing very heavy. All of a sudden without warning the coffee took a stride forward in the direction of Joan, our mouths dropped open with excitement and again the table took another long stride and continued doing this till it, the coffee table was now at the other end of the room and had positioned itself right in front of Joanís chair, Joan pulled up her feet onto the chair as the table still tried to move in even closer and then stopped.
By now our hearts were beating faster, we both looked at Rita still breathing heavy I then noticed white mist pouring from the side of Ritaís body, I ask Joan if she could see anything by Rita and said she could see what looked like mist rising into the air. I was nearer to Rita and Joan came down and sat next to me to see more clearly. The mist was oozing from the right hand side of her body, we both began talking describing what we were seeing as if to confirm the phenomena to each other. The mist, looking very much like steam from a kettle began to suspend itself in mid air and as more mist joined it started to become very dense. Rita remained very still in the chair and was now breathing very quietly, the mist had become very dense and thick so much so that we were not able to see through it at all. The mist seemed alive and began undulating, slowly but gradually we could see a figure starting to form, I turned to Joan and asked, are you seeing what Iím seeing and Joan said she could see a man with a tall top hat, this is exactly what I could also see which I hadnít yet described to Joan. For me it was conformation that we were both seeing the same thing. This figure of the spirit form reminded us of the Victorian or Edwardian times when such hats were the fashion, also his clothing was of the same era with a three quarter length coat just above his (reminded a little of an experience I had at 16 years old). The spirit form turned his head first looking at myself and then Joan, at this point we saw a white pillar of light appear on the spirits left hand side, he turned his head to the light and we could see he was taking to someone but we couldnít see or hear who it was.
After a short while the spirit form once again looked in our direction, all of a sudden the dense vapor began once again to undulate and started to disperse and within about 30 seconds it had disappeared altogether. I looked at Joan in disbelief at what we had just witnessed and then Rita began moving her head and was back to normal.
We both started to tell Rita what had just taken place and she saw the coffee table still in the same place where spirit had moved it too.
The materialisation took place in good ambient light with a light source shining through the window from a street lamp allowing us to see Rita and each other quite clearly.
All in all it was a very strange but exciting day hanging out with Rita; one thing is for sure thereís never a dull moment when ever we visited her.