Leslie Flint, a direct voice medium, held seances in England from the 1940s through the 1960s. He wrote a wonderful book, "Voices in the Dark." Leslie Flint's seances were every bit as impressive as the scotsman John Sloan's, producing the same kind of evidential proof to his sitters that their deceased loved ones still lived.
Leslie Flint was tested by many researchers in England. In fact as he says, "I think I can safely say I am the most tested medium this country has ever produced and, I will add, the medium most willing to be tested whenever I have felt truth would be served by submitting to conditions imposed on me by those I believed to be genuine researchers. 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. I have given sittings extempore in hotel rooms, in the houses of strangers, in foreign countries, in halls, theatres and churches, often under conditions where it has been impossible to obtain complete darkness or when the mental climate has been that of extreme scepticism or even downright hostility and still the voices have come."
During the many tests done by psychic researchers, his mouth was sealed with tape, a sitter on either side of him held his hands, the researchers watched his every move through an infra-red telescope, a throat microphone was wired to amplifiers so that any slightest sound made with his own larynx would be magnified enormously. During these tests with infra-red light, the tube made of ectoplasm that I mentioned earlier that forms the pathway for the vibrations of the medium's larynx to be available for spirit entities was more than once seen by researchers as they peered through the infra-red telescope.
Flint explains that the ectoplasm taken from sitters, is mixed with spirit-side chemicals, then shaped by those on spirit side into a kind of mask which a spirit entity then steps into, coating his nose mouth, throat and finally his spirit larynx with this substance. Then by lowering his vibrations sufficiently to be able to vibrate our atmosphere, each can, in turn, talk to us directly.
A researcher in England named Brigadier Firebrace wrote to Mr. Flint after a test he had done with the medium: "I well remember the test sitting I had with you and Drayton Thomas. At these sittings, during the seance we had an infra-red telescope focused on you and you had a throat microphone round your throat. There was an electronic expert present who watched the instruments which were attached to the throat microphone. I can well remember that under these conditions we got the direct voice without any indication on the instruments that it was registered by the throat microphone. But the voices were fainter than on previous sittings I had had with you. An interesting point was on the final occasion when with a voice speaking faintly the infra-red telescope suddenly fused (stopped working); the voice immediately doubled in volume. This indicated to me that infra-red rays weaken mediumship in some way. I must add you could not possibly have known that the infra-red telescope was out of action. Altogether an impressive exhibition of mediumistic power."
Leslie Flint notes that he had thought at first that the tests would cause the sceptics to change their views of life after death. But as years went on and he had passed test after test with flying colors he learned that most of the so-called researchers were merely sceptics who had wanted to substantiate their own prejudices. If the test results didn't support their pet theories, then they didn't bother to announce the results to the public. He came to appreciate greatly the integrity of men like Dr. Firestone and others who made it a point to announce the success of their tests of Flint.
It is displays and tests like these that have made believers in Spiritualism out of thousands of people through the years. I, too, experienced a direct voice, or independent voice, seance many years ago that was one of the most convincing experiences of my life. I, too, sat in the pitch-black room and after I listened to others being addressed by spirit people who had come that night to chat with their loved ones, a voice sounded in front of me and to the right side where my husband sat. The voice pretended to be surprised that Jay didn't immediately recognize him, announced himself to have been very important in Jay's life and said he knew how Jay had gotten the initials J.C. when he was born.
Jay spoke with him and hesitantly said that he thought this might be the doctor who had brought Jay into the world. The voice replied that Jay was correct and that because Jay had been the last baby the doctor had delivered, he had hoped Jay's parents would name Jay after him. His name was John Calvin Fulton and he wanted the new baby to be called John Calvin. Jay's parents had been reluctant to give their child this name and hesitated for quite some time. Finally, they had compromised and agreed to have the first initials of their baby's name be J.C.
There was absolutely nobody in this room other than Jay and myself who knew this story. I was astounded. We had come to L.A. from the midwest and although two of these people were acquaintances the rest were complete strangers. I sat there hearing the voices and the quiet swishing sound of the trumpet as it flew around the room touching first one and then another in the utter darkness and I knew that I would never forget the evening that I experienced these things.
Then a voice spoke to me just as convincingly for me as my husband's experience with the doctor had been for him. A voice spoke above my head and slightly to the side of me and the sound of it was so unmistakably my Great Grandmother's that I could hardly believe my ears. She had a voice that was so distinctive that it would have been difficult for anyone who had known her when she was living to imitate her, much less someone who had never known her at all. I was astounded.
And her sense of humor was equally unique. She had been a Scot and rather gifted with second sight herself. From the darkness she said to me, "Is that your husband there beside you?" I answered that it was. She replied rather dourly, "Doesn't look like your husband." This was a reference to the fact that my first husband, whom she had known on earth bore no resemblance to my second husband, Jay. I remember being surprised that she could see him and thought it was both an amusing and educational way of pointing that out. Then she continued to talk of things about the family sprinkling it all with the dry wit that had been characteristic of her.
I imagine that some of you may have had some experience similar to this kind that may have started you on the path to Spiritualism, just as Arthur Findlay's seance with John Sloan proved to his first step in that direction. If you're anything like me, you probably would agree with Arthur Findlay when he says in his book, "In concluding this, I wish to say with all the strength at my command that nothing is lost and life is no exception. Communication between those now living in bodies covered with physical matter, and those who have discarded their physical bodies is not only possible, but takes place under suitable conditions."
And of course, if you know the Spiritualist principles, you will realize by now that I have been speaking about this principle, "We affirm that communication with the so-called dead is a fact scientifically proven through Spiritualism."
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