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The Deva of Elderberry Forebay and the Rough People in the Mountains . channeled by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 13 January 2021; published on 22 January 2021

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • Drawing by Alice 

Dear Ones,

This is an intriguing channeling about the difference between the ‘rough people in the mountains’ and the spirits of the water. I have no doubt but what the nature of earth elementals, as opposed to water elementals, has to do with the beings dwelling in each of these places. It was the deva of Elderberry Forebay, Castaic Lake, that whispered this in my ear.

There is a Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Hello, Dear Ones, It’s Alice. I Am of the Stars.

I went for a long walk today during the Gateway, which will be continuing until 20 January 2021. I am not finished yet, but I am on my way back. The view here is of a lot of mountains and a lot of water. It is rough terrain, but there is a great dirt road here (Goodell Fire Road by Elderberry Forebay, Castaic Lake, Los Angeles County, California).

The thing I was noticing on my way back is that I kept hearing a deep, threatening voice from the mountains. I would look up at the mountains, and I would hear this voice, and it would sound as if I were listening to the king of the dwarves … perhaps a Lord of the Greater Dwarves … or a big Troll … something very large and powerful, mighty and mean.

I was trudging back along the road … I have to make it back to the car before the Sun goes down … and making some headway. Then I thought: I will just ask for a good deva to talk to me for a minute.

So I said, into the astral airs: I would like to talk to a good deva instead of a bad deva for a minute … Oops! I am thinking there can be no such thing as a bad ‘deva’.  I should have said ‘instead of a bad astral being’ …

And a being came up to me. It was a little taller than I was. It had a voice like that of a mid-range voice for a man … not very deep, not very high. It sounded a little like honey.

The being there said: Look at the water and not the mountains. The mountains have rough people in them.

So I looked at the water, and right away my heart calmed down and felt soothed and happy. It is incredible!

I guess there is a lesson there … it is a lesson I never knew before, in case you would like to use it.

Here is the view … [Shows view of Elderberry Forebay, Castaic Lake, Los Angeles County, California, from Goodell Fire Road.]

Drawing by Alice

Drawing: “Deva of Elderberry Forebay,” by Alice B. Clagett, 22 January 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … COMMENTS: Left: Deva of Elderberry Forebay, Castaic Lake, Los Angeles County, California. Right: Self-portrait.

Drawing: “Deva of Elderberry Forebay,” by Alice B. Clagett, 22 January 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … COMMENTS: Left: Deva of Elderberry Forebay, Castaic Lake, Los Angeles County, California. Right: Self-portrait.

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I Am of the Stars

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Devas of the Oak Tree . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 17 November 2020; published on 29 November 2020

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  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • Photos by Alice

Dear Ones,

Here is a video with a short videoclip and several photos of devas of the oak tree. As there are no words, the Summary contains only photos …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Photos by Alice

Image: “Deva of the Oak Tree, Orcutt Ranch Horticultural Center and Community Garden, San Fernando Valley, California 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 17 November 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Deva of the Oak Tree, Orcutt Ranch Horticultural Center and Community Garden, San Fernando Valley, California 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 17 November 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Deva of the Oak Tree, Orcutt Ranch Horticultural Center and Community Garden, San Fernando Valley, California 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 17 November 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Deva of the Oak Tree, Orcutt Ranch Horticultural Center and Community Garden, San Fernando Valley, California 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 17 November 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Deva of the Oak Tree Orcutt Ranch Horticultural Center and Community Garden, San Fernando Valley, California 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 17 November 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Deva of the Oak Tree, Orcutt Ranch Horticultural Center and Community Garden, San Fernando Valley, California 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 17 November 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Deva of the Oak Tree Orcutt Ranch Horticultural Center and Community Garden, San Fernando Valley, California 4,” by Alice B. Clagett, 17 November 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Deva of the Oak Tree, Orcutt Ranch Horticultural Center and Community Garden, San Fernando Valley, California 4,” by Alice B. Clagett, 17 November 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Deva of the Oak Tree Orcutt Ranch Horticultural Center and Community Garden, San Fernando Valley, California 5,” by Alice B. Clagett, 17 November 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Deva of the Oak Tree, Orcutt Ranch Horticultural Center and Community Garden, San Fernando Valley, California 5,” by Alice B. Clagett, 17 November 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

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I Am of the Stars

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Suras and Asuras . by Alice B. Clagett

Written on 15 November 2020; published on 18 November 2020
Location: Chumash Trail, Simi Valley, California

Image: “Chumash Trail, Simi Valley, California 2: Incoming Light,” self-portrait by Alice B. Clagett, 15 November 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0.

Image: “Chumash Trail, Simi Valley, California 2: Incoming Light,” self-portrait by Alice B. Clagett, 15 November 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0.

Dear Ones,

Yesterday I was standing atop a middling peak in Chumash Park, Simi Valley, California. There I had an expansive view of a quiet, upscale urban area. The breeze on the overlook was so gentle that there was but a small rustle of leaves round my vantage point.

Image: “Chumash Trail, Simi Valley, California 4: Viewpoint and Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 15 November 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0.

Image: “Chumash Trail, Simi Valley, California 4: Viewpoint and Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 15 November 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0.

Off in the distance, to my left I could hear the muted roar of Freeway 118. To my right I heard, far below me, the muted roar of lawn maintenance equipment in the yards of the suburbanites.

The sound of motors is ever prevalent in our urban centers … so much so that we tune it out. I feel this ever-present dull roar of motors is one of the factors that make the noosphere of our urban centers nearly unbearable to those of us with clair skills.

The fourth dimensional occult lore … the esoteric lore of the astral realm … would have it that there are beings known as Asuras … quite unpleasant beings, that cast a shadow over the works of men. These beings, it is said (and I affirm) are attracted to dissonant, raucous sounds such as those of motors. Thus the Asuras … unbeknownst to the casual observer … flock and swarm through our city airs.

Image: The Concept of Asura-Devas Migrated from India to Southeast Asia in 1st Millenium CE. Above Vayuphak Asura, from the Hindu Epic Ramayana, Represented in Thailand,” by Mark Fischer – Asura-Vayuphak Barge, 20 February 2012, in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Asura#/media/File:Asura_Vayuphak_Thailand_Ramayana_Hindu_mythology.jpg … CC BY-SA 2.0 … DESCRIPTION: “The Asura Vayuphak is a creature from the Himmavana forest as depicted in The Ramayana epic story from India. This creature is half giant (like his father) and half bird (like his mother). Ashuras demons in Hindu mythology.”

Image: The Concept of Asura-Devas Migrated from India to Southeast Asia in 1st Millenium CE. Above Vayuphak Asura, from the Hindu Epic Ramayana, Represented in Thailand,” by Mark Fischer – Asura-Vayuphak Barge, 20 February 2012, in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Asura#/media/File:Asura_Vayuphak_Thailand_Ramayana_Hindu_mythology.jpg … CC BY-SA 2.0 …

DESCRIPTION: “The Asura Vayuphak is a creature from the Himmavana forest as depicted in The Ramayana epic story from India. This creature is half giant (like his father) and half bird (like his mother). Ashuras demons in Hindu mythology.”

In the mountains, such as the mountain on which I stood yesterday, are the beings sometimes termed Suras

Image: Indra, Leader of the Devas, Nepal, 16th century sculpture. From the Nasli and Alice Heeramaneck Collection, Museum Associates Purchase (M.69.13.4), in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Indra,_Chief_of_the_Gods_LACMA_M.69.13.4_(1_of_5).jpg … public domain … DESCRIPTION: “Devas are benevolent supernatural beings in the Vedic era literature, with Indra (above) as their leader. The above gilt copper statue of Indra with inlaid semi-precious stones is from 16th-century Nepal.”

Image: Indra, Leader of the Devas, Nepal, 16th century sculpture. From the Nasli and Alice Heeramaneck Collection, Museum Associates Purchase (M.69.13.4), in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Indra,_Chief_of_the_Gods_LACMA_M.69.13.4_(1_of_5).jpg … public domain …

DESCRIPTION: “Devas are benevolent supernatural beings in the Vedic era literature, with Indra (above) as their leader. The above gilt copper statue of Indra with inlaid semi-precious stones is from 16th-century Nepal.”

… nice beings that uplift the spirits of human beings and, through their very nature, refresh our mini-noospheres … the thoughts that tend to be in our personal brains … with the emotions of hope and loving kindness and joy in the moment.

Image: “Chumash Trail, Simi Valley, California 3: Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 15 November 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0.

Image: “Chumash Trail, Simi Valley, California 3: Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 15 November 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0.

In the occult lore there are various names for the hundreds of beings of the astral realm. In my own writings, I call the Asuras Demons or Devils or Negative Astral Beings. And I call the Suras Devas and Nature Spirits and Nature Elementals. You will find more about those beings in my blog categories by those names.

Here are two examples of the Suras: from my trek along the Chumash trail …

Can you see the faces of two brownies painted below the blue rock in this image? Paintings like these, I feel, mean that the brownies want other nature spirits to know that these rocks are their deeply cherished homes …

Image: “Chumash Trail, Simi Valley, California 1: Small Rocks – Beloved Home of Two Brownies,” by Alice B. Clagett, 15 November 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0 … COMMENT: Can you see the faces of two brownies painted below the blue rock? Paintings like these, I feel, mean that the brownies want other nature spirits to know that these rocks are their deeply cherished homes.

Image: “Chumash Trail, Simi Valley, California 1: Small Rocks – Beloved Home of Two Brownies,” by Alice B. Clagett, 15 November 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0 … COMMENT: Can you see the faces of two brownies painted below the blue rock? Paintings like these, I feel, mean that the brownies want other nature spirits to know that these rocks are their deeply cherished homes.

Can you see the two ‘eyes’ crafted by the spirit of the tree in the trunk of its charge? These vividly portray the sentient spirit of the tree; and that, I feel was the intention of the spirit of the tree in crafting them …

Image: “Chumash Trail, Simi Valley, California 5: Eyes of a Tree – Tree Spirit,” by Alice B. Clagett, 15 November 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0 … COMMENT: Can you see the two ‘eyes’ crafted by the spirit of the tree in the trunk of its charge? These vividly portray the sentient spirit of the tree; and that, I feel was the intention of the spirit of the tree in crafting them.

Image: “Chumash Trail, Simi Valley, California 5: Eyes of a Tree – Tree Spirit,” by Alice B. Clagett, 15 November 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0 … COMMENT: Can you see the two ‘eyes’ crafted by the spirit of the tree in the trunk of its charge? These vividly portray the sentient spirit of the tree; and that, I feel was the intention of the spirit of the tree in crafting them.

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In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

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Steckel Park . photos by Alice B. Clagett

Imaged on 13 June 2020; published on 6 November 2020
Location: Steckel Park, Santa Paula, California

Dear Ones,

Here are diverse photos from Steckel Park …

Image: “Steckel Park, Santa Paula, California 1: Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 June 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Steckel Park, Santa Paula, California 1: Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 June 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Steckel Park, Santa Paula, California 2: Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 June 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Steckel Park, Santa Paula, California 2: Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 June 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Steckel Park, Santa Paula, California 3: Deva of the Forest,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 June 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Steckel Park, Santa Paula, California 3: Deva of the Forest,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 June 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Steckel Park, Santa Paula, California 4: Rustic Campsite,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 June 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Steckel Park, Santa Paula, California 4: Rustic Campsite,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 June 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Steckel Park, Santa Paula, California 5: Alice’s Shadow,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 June 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Steckel Park, Santa Paula, California 5: Alice’s Shadow,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 June 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Steckel Park, Santa Paula, California 6: Art Photos: Graffiti,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 June 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Steckel Park, Santa Paula, California 6: Art Photos: Graffiti,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 June 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Steckel Park, Santa Paula, California 7: Art Photos: Graffiti,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 June 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Steckel Park, Santa Paula, California 7: Art Photos: Graffiti,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 June 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

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Deva of Lake Piru . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 18 February 2020; published on 27 October 2020
Location: Lake Piru Recreation Area, Ventura County, California

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  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • “Deva of Lake Piru,” Soundtrack and Words
    • “Period and Sound of the Waves,” Soundtrack and Words
    • “Voice of a Fly,” Soundtrack and Words

Dear Ones,

Here is a video of conversations with a deva and nature spirits at Lake Piru. There is a Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

I am over here right now at Lake Piru, and I kept hearing this deep, rumbling, vast voice. I could not figure out who it was. Finally I realized it was the Deva of Lake Piru, if you could believe it … the deva of this entire lake. It sounds vast and magnificent, just like the lake. It is incredible.

So I asked it: Are you the deva of the body of water here? And it said [in a very low voice]: Yes, I am. Only its voice was much nicer than my own, and much deeper …

“Deva of Lake Piru”
Soundtrack and Words
Spoken by Alice B. Clagett
18 February 2020

 

Yesss, I aaammm.

It sounded like thunder in the skies.

Then it said: What do you call it?  And I said: We call it Lake Piru, or Piru.

But it did not seem very impressed by that. So I said: But what do you call it?

And the Deva of the Lake said: We don’t call it that. We call it … and then it used a very low voice, the kind that resonates in your heart. And it feels like a wave that has a slight ‘bump’ to it, like waves [on a body of water].

“Period and Sound of the Waves”
Soundtrack and Words
Spoken by Alice B. Clagett
18 February 2020

 

The ‘period’ of the waves is like this: Click … click … click … click … click … click ….. That fast.

The sound of the waves is like this, but very much lower: Luuuuuuuuuuu …

That is the name of this body of water.

Image: “Lake Piru, Ventura County, California,” by Alice B. Clagett, 18 February 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Lake Piru, Ventura County, California,” by Alice B. Clagett, 18 February 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

I was talking along right now. I was really talking to myself, and I said: I guess that’s the sound that the air makes when it walks over the water.

And somebody else said … I say it might be a senior nature spirit … It said: Wrong! That’s the sound that the water makes when it walks through the air. It might have been a Native American guide.

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I have further word on the Deva of Lake Piru. I heard that same voice.

I said to it first: Are you a mountain lion?

And it said: Well, we might be a mountain lion.

And I said: Well, if you are not a mountain lion, what are you?

I could see a hand reaching down and patting the water. It said: We like the water.

It said: We like the water.

I said: How many of you are there?

And it said like this … [Holds hand palm forward, fingers up]: We are five.

Five … I don’t know what! … that like the water.

Sounds a little like gnomes, but gnomes do not like water. Maybe this is a new type of nature spirit, and not a deva … I do not know!

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Ok, ‘curiouser and curiouser’. I said: Does each of you like a particular place in the water?

And it said: We all like the water everywhere.

Then I said: But what are you?

And it said: We are the wind that laps the water.

Do you suppose they might be zephyrs? … Maybe very large zephyrs; very large Spirits of the Wind … or very old and sage ones.

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I just felt a gentle breeze coming up from the lake, and I heard that spokesman of the zephyrs say: What’s your name?

And somebody said: Dharm Darshan [which was my old spiritual name] … And then it said: Dharm Darshan, here we are! … and I could feel the breeze touching my face.

Down there by the water I just heard the voice of the zephyr say: Oh, God, Dharm Darshan’s gone!

And then those children’s voices said: Dharm Darshan went away!

Maybe the children are the children of the zephyrs.

I was talking to that zephyr spokesman. It is way down by the water. And I said: What a beautiful place.

And the zephyr said: Yeah, it is! Heaven made that place!

I turned around and said: How did you know about Heaven?

And the zephyr said: The angels came down and told us about that place.

I am going away from the lake just now, and down the hill. And I heard that being say: Dear heart, would you thank Dharm Darshan?

“Voice of a Fly”
Soundtrack and Words
Spoken by Alice B. Clagett
18 February 2020

 

Then a little fly buzzed past my right ear, and said in a tiny voice …

Thank you, Dharm Darshan!

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In love, light and joy
I Am of the Stars

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On Form That Portrays Formlessness . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 20 September 2020; published on 21 September 2020

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Dear Ones,

Here are thoughts on formed and formlessness beings, and on form that portrays formlessness …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Hello, Dear Ones, It’s Alice. I Am of the Stars.

I thought I would explain a little about form and formlessness, and the Angelic and Devic Realms, and God, as they express themselves in form and in Creation. God is infinite and formless, as they all say; but through viewing His Creation we can get a feeling of His beneficent qualities, the blessings that He feels in conferring on His creatures  … on the beings created … His grace and love and hope and peace … all those fine qualities that we find in Him.

There are formed and formless realms in Creation. We, for instance, have physical form. And we have forms less dense than the physical, known as ‘subtle bodies’. Then we have the Soul, which transcends time and space and form.

In the same way there are other beings in God’s creation that are not formed. There are many dimensions that are formless … many more so than the formed. The Angelic Realm, including the Devic Realm, is one such. The Angels and the devas sometimes delight in expressing themselves in physical form that we humans can see, much as we humans might create a sketch or painting of the natural world or of ourselves.

And so, in some of my blogs I have shown sketches that the devas of the Sun (the Solar devi) do to express their beingness … not so much their form as their formless state of beingness …

Link: “Solar Devi,” by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 2 March 2015; revised on 9 September 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7eV ..

Once I showed a depiction of a sand painting by a jinni, that it had created through a vortex in the desert …

Link: “Jinni (‘Genie’) Captured on Camcorder,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 10 September 2016; published on 18 September 2016; transcribed on 26 November 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-fat ..

Sometimes the elementals create pictures of their emotional feelings in, for instance, the clouds, or ripples in the water. I have also taken pictures of these for you …

Link: “Sylphs of the Air 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 9 April 2017; published on 22 April 2017; transcribed on 7 December 2015 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-78O ..

Link: “Naiads . Water Nymphs,” by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 9 February 2015; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7TR ..

The Hathors of Earth’s Solar Planes devise pictures of Light that indicate their joyful character. As I channel, sometimes, the Hathors, I have been lucky enough to take snapshots, sometimes, of their depictions of their work through human beings here on Earth such as I … through Lightworkers here on Earth …

Link: “An Eclipse Light Event,” photos by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 12 February 2017; published on 19 December 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-fEW ..

Link: “Introduction to Healing through Mudras,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 25 February 2019; revised on 16 May 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-bNH ..

Just to let you know, then, the pictures of these formless beings that I am lucky enough to get pictures of, are not really pictures of the beings themselves, but rather, of the depictions they make in the physical realm of their formless beingness.

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

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Link: “Art Photo Series: Angel and Sylph Clouds,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 12 June 2018; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-9q0 ..

Link: “Compendium: Sylphs of the Air,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 7 December 2018; revised on 6 April 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-b1M ..

Link: “The Music of Chris Zabriskie and Scenes from Trinidad Bay,” Imaged, Narrated, and Compiled by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 24 February 2016; published on 5 March 2016 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-4Yz ..

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Devas of the Solar Flares 2 . by Alice B. Clagett

Extracted on 9 September 2020 from a blog written and published on 2 March 2015 and revised on 9 September 2020

  • DEVAS OF THE SOLAR FLARES 2

Dear Ones,

This is a second blog with drawings of solar devi, as I envision them.  Here are images along with image markups drawn today; they are extracted an earlier blog, for which I drew the images today …

DEVAS OF THE SOLAR FLARES 2

Image: Solar Flare 1,” 2 March 2015, by NWS/NOAA … public domain

Image: Solar Flare 1,” 2 March 2015, by NWS/NOAA … public domain

Image Markup: Solar Deva 1A,” by Alice B. Clagett, 9 September 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Solar Flare, 2 March 2015, by NWS/NOAA … public domain

Image Markup: Solar Deva 1A,” by Alice B. Clagett, 9 September 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Solar Flare, 2 March 2015, by NWS/NOAA … public domain

Image Markup: Solar Deva 1B,” by Alice B. Clagett, 9 September 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Solar Flare, 2 March 2015, by NWS/NOAA … public domain

Image Markup: Solar Deva 1B,” by Alice B. Clagett, 9 September 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Solar Flare, 2 March 2015, by NWS/NOAA … public domain

Image: Solar Flare 2,” 2 March 2015, by NWS/NOAA … public domain

Image: Solar Flare 2,” 2 March 2015, by NWS/NOAA … public domain

Image Markup: Solar Deva 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 9 September 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Solar Flare, 2 March 2015, by NWS/NOAA … public domain

Image Markup: Solar Deva 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 9 September 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Solar Flare, 2 March 2015, by NWS/NOAA … public domain

Image: Solar Flare 3,” 2 March 2015, by NWS/NOAA … public domain

Image: Solar Flare 3,” 2 March 2015, by NWS/NOAA … public domain

Image Markup: Solar Deva 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 9 September 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Solar Flare, 2 March 2015, by NWS/NOAA … public domain

Image Markup: Solar Deva 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 9 September 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Solar Flare, 2 March 2015, by NWS/NOAA … public domain

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In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

The above images were extracted from: Link: “Solar Devi,” by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 2 March 2015; revised on 9 September 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7eV ..

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Devas of the Solar Flares . and Earth’s EMF Devas . by Alice B. Clagett

Extracted on 4 September 2020 from a blog filmed on 20 February 2016, published on 21 February 2016, and revised on 4 September 2020

  • DEVAS OF THE SOLAR FLARES . AND EARTH’S EMF DEVAS

Dear Ones,

Here is a section of a prior blog that I feel might best be extracted as a stand-alone blog. Featured is an image of a solar filament and a new image markup of a solar deva in that image that I just today added to a prior blog …

DEVAS OF THE SOLAR FLARES . AND EARTH’S EMF DEVAS

To my way of thinking, just as solar flares (coronal mass ejections … CMEs) are expressions of the work the Solar Devas do on the Sun (which is that of harmonizing and optimizing the electromagnetic fields of the planets of our Solar System), Earth’s auroras are the response of Earth’s Magnetospheric Devas to the Solar Devas’ energy.

Earth’s auroras represent her eager acceptance of the transforming energy our Sun channels from Alcyone, the great star of our Central Sun in the Pleiades constellation.

Solar-filament

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In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

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The Tree Spirit That Lost Its Tree . a story by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 17 June 2020
Previously titled: Tree Spirit Without a Home

Dear Ones,

Yesterday an awful thing happened on my street. A huge pine tree two doors from where I live was cut down …

Link: “Giant Pine Tree,” by Alice B. Clagett, 21 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Link: “Giant Pine Tree,” by Alice B. Clagett, 21 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Last month I had two of my three jacaranda trees trimmed, and suffered greatly for it, as, being an empath, I felt the pain of the trimmed trees all night long …

Link: “Story of the Pruning of the Jacaranda Trees,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 20 May 2020; published on 24 May 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-iiE ..

I had read that trees scream when they are chopped down, and I definitely did not want to be home when that happened to the tree that was being cut down yesterday, so I went for a hike in the Santa Monica Mountains. When I got back, the deed was done, and the tree trimmers were packing up to go home …

Link: “Giant Pine Tree,” by Alice B. Clagett, 18 June 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0 … DESCRIPTION: This photo was taken the next day, when the largest parts of the lower tree were hauled off.

Link: “Giant Pine Tree,” by Alice B. Clagett, 18 June 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0 … DESCRIPTION: This photo was taken the next day, when the largest parts of the lower tree were hauled off.

My street has never looked so forlorn, so bare, so lacking in shade and beauty, so devoid of health-imparting oxygen. Trees are the wealth of a street and of the houses there, I feel. What happened yesterday has made our street poorest of the poor.

Life here will never be the same again, I thought when I woke up this morning. How can I forgive this awful crime? No, I cannot forgive it! Then I thought: But if I do not release my heart from anger, what will happen to me? Yet I could not bring myself to do so.

In the early morning hours, just after sunrise, I was visited again and again by a big astral being that I thought must be that of the man who ordered the tree to be cut down. I thought that because the being expressed what I had thought for some years to be the thoughts of the man in question. This being was maybe three feet high, and had a substance or heaviness to it; as well, it had an intellect, but the emotions of a small child.

I sternly said to the being: Go away! Go home! 

Each time I said that, it would feel upset and it would go off to the house of the man. But in a matter of seconds it would be back again.

Finally I thought I must have gotten it wrong. it was not the astral form of the man. Rather it was the spirit of the tree that had been cut down. The spirit of the tree was lost and bewildered. It did not know that its tree had been cut down. It was heartbroken when it found that out.

I said: You are welcome to be here with any of my trees. I went out into the backyard and showed it the trees. I said: Or you might like the trees across the street? Or maybe the trees in the field over there? 

The spirit of the cut tree went from place to place, exclaiming in joy over each discovery, After a little while, It found a young person nearby, who knows about the world of nature spirits.

That young person agreed to take the spirit of the tree in, and help heal it. She found out it had picked up many sad and angry thoughts from amongst those wafting round our street, and those thoughts were making it unhappy. To my great relief, the young woman helped the spirit of the tree release the negative emotions that were causing it trouble.

As you may know, the Devas of Earth offer guidance to the nature spirits that help grow and sustain the trees and all other beings on Earth. The healing event that happened today reminded me of the Devic Accord established in days of yore by the Devic Council so as to save their charges from harm by humans …

Link: “How Devas and Nature Spirits Help Us,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 12 July 2014; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7Rd ..

It reminded me how shocked the Devas are at the injury we humans do the nature spirits, by troubling those naturally joyful beings with our negative thoughts.

I was mulling this over when a Deva spoke to me. The Deva reminded me how I had asked my Ascension Team yesterday to do what it might to allow me to find a happy path in life. The Deva said that the tree spirits offer great power, on the astral plane, to the people living nearest them.

I feel it must be that they become attached to one such person. In this case, it must have been the man who ordered the tree to be cut down. That man had gained great power in the astral realm because of the giant tree that magnified his feeling world and broadcast it out into the neighborhood.

But I had been upset by the feelings of the man, and had never found happiness in my home. It seemed I must always defend my home from the angry, aggressive, disparaging thought forms of that man, which invaded my home all the time.

The Deva whispered: I have arranged this for you. Now you will be able to be happy.

I felt great relief, that there had been a good plan in place, and that this plan had brought about a happy ending for me, albeit through a course of dreadful sorrow the previous day.

It is true that the Devas are looking out for all the beings on Earth … us humans, as well as the trees and grasses, the gophers, coyote, rattlesnakes and circling hawks that utter such piercing cries.

If we but ask, they will bestow the blessings of a joyful, balance life upon us.

In love, light and joy,
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Forest Bathing . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 20 May 2020; published on 24 May 2020
Location: El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Dear Ones,

Here is a video about forest bathing. There is an edited Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Hello, Dear Ones, It’s Alice. I Am of the Stars.

I am out forest bathing today in El Escorpion Park in the West Hills area. I wish you all a chance to do the same. Happy Solstice energy to everyone!

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 1: Near the Entrance,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 1: Near the Entrance,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

[Shows videoclip of walking beneath the shade of some oak trees …]

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 2: Tree-Shaded Path,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 2: Tree-Shaded Path,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 3: Tree-Shaded Path,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 3: Tree-Shaded Path,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

[ … and a closeup of a woodpecker with a red head …]

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 4: Woodpecker with Red Head,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 4: Woodpecker with Red Head,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

[Then there is a scene of walking on down a shady path. Then the path goes through high chaparral.] This is the Elven Forest (or a small portion of it) … the chaparral …

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 5: Elven Forest (Chaparral),” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 5: Elven Forest (Chaparral),” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Pretty soon we are going to be coming to the forest where the big tree spirits hang out … That would be a tree sylph there, taking care of that tree, I will bet you, because of the size of it … It is doing a good job too …

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 6: Medium-Sized Oak Tree,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 6: Medium-Sized Oak Tree,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 7: Giant Oak Tree,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 7: Giant Oak Tree,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 8: Giant Oak Tree,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 8: Giant Oak Tree,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

[Standing under the canopy of a huge oak tree …] This is the home of a huge oak tree. Because of its size, I think it must also be under the care of a deva of the forest …

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 9: Giant Oak Tree,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 9: Giant Oak Tree,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 10: Giant Oak Tree,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 10: Giant Oak Tree,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 11: Giant Oak Tree,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 11: Giant Oak Tree,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 12: Giant Oak Tree,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 12: Giant Oak Tree,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

[Standing next to a grove of oak trees …] This is the pretty grove of oak trees near the entrance to the park. But I am approaching it from the loop, and I am coming back towards the entrance now. See what you think …

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 13: Oak Forest,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 13: Oak Forest,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

And now we are heading out of the forested area, back onto the clear trail, where there have been a number of trees planted in recent years; but they have yet to reach their maturity …

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 14: Leaving Oak Forest,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 14: Leaving Oak Forest,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 15: Half-Grown Trees,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “El Escorpion Park, Simi Hills, California 15: Half-Grown Trees,” by Alice B. Clagett, 20 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

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Story of the Pruning of the Jacaranda Trees . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 20 May 2020; published on 24 May 2020

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • The Day the Jacaranda Trees Were Pruned
    • Psychic Pain Likely to Do With the Pain the Pruned Trees Felt
    • Major Upset of a Tree Spirit
    • Examination of Conscience
    • Draining of the Battery of the Tree Limb Grinding Machine
    • Battery Drains, Lightworkers, and Devas
    • Conclusion

Dear Ones,

Here is a video about the pruning of the jacaranda trees in my front yard, and troubles with tree spirits and battery drain. There is a Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

The Day the Jacaranda Trees Were Pruned

I have a story to tell you all about the pruning of the three jacaranda trees in my front yard. I got to thinking that they were a little too tall and sprawly, especially the one that sprawls next to the roof of my house, for the sake of fire prevention on the street. So I hired someone to prune two of them way down. They are very big trees.

And the littlest one, the one to the righthand side on the street, the man I hired decided not to prune at all, because it needed a head start in relation to the other trees, to grow up a little, compared to them.

Anyway, especially on the jacaranda tree next to the roof of the house there was some radical pruning to do on the limb that stretched over the house, and on other limbs as well; it was quite a huge tree.

After some tense moments, and some expert tree trimming, the job was done. The only thing that remained to be done was to come back with that machine that grinds up stumps and tree limbs, and finish grinding up maybe a third of the severed tree limbs that did not fit into the wagon brought by the man that was hired to do the grinding up on the day of the tree trimming. That contractor was supposed to come back the next day and finish up.

Psychic Pain Likely to Do With the Pain the Pruned Trees Felt

That night the most amazing thing happened: I could not sleep for the first half of the night because of a pain in my head. I had a pain all over my crown chakra; it is the very top of my head up here [points to top of head] … my crown chakra. And it would not go away. It was not a physical pain; it was a psychic pain.

Major Upset of a Tree Spirit

In addition to this pain I heard a tree spirit … a dryad … or maybe, considering how big the tree was, it might have been a deva of the forest. It was so upset with me … very upset.

It kept saying: You don’t love me. You don’t love me at all! You don’t love me more than anything.

And it went and hid in the forest of a few giant Canary Island pine trees in the backyard of the person who lives across the street. It would not come out. It could not be cajoled out.

Examination of Conscience

Well, I had a horrible time of it. I was feeling so guilty. And I could not rest.

It had been a very difficult day, being concerned about the trees, and being concerned about the spirits of the trees and the nature spirits, and about what would happen in my front yard after that. And then what would happen, happened that night!

I really love tree spirits, and I really love trees. I just could not come to terms with it. But finally, around 3 am the following morning, I fell asleep for a few hours. Then I went out and I promised the trees I would bring them extra water so they could grow back strong and fine … the two that had been cut.

I have been doing that ever since; I have been using grey water from the sink. The trees seemed to take heart finally, and they are sprouting new leaves for the second time. I think they are going to be all right.

But I would say there is still a standoff with the tree spirit. It has not been around much, but it is working very hard right now to make the trees come back to full bloom and full leaf for the summer.

It makes me wonder what is the right thing to do. In a fire-prone climate, what is the right thing to do, with regard to pruning trees in one’s yard?

Draining of the Battery of the Tree Limb Grinding Machine

There is more to tell. The first day after the pruning, the man who was supposed to do the scrunching up of the limbs that were left in the street did not come back. So I called and asked about it; and the next day, at the very end of the day, he came back.

He was standing around with the general contractor in the street, and nothing was happening. So finally I came out, and he said that the battery that ought to start the engine on his scrunching machine had unaccountably stopped. It had been working during the day, but at my place it stopped working.

Battery Drains, Lightworkers, and Devas

As you may know from reading my prior blogs, I am not a stranger to dead batteries. Batteries die on me unaccountably all the time, both in my camcorder, and in car, and just Lord knows where else … in my flashlights … especially at times when there are Light upgrades; and it looks like, at times when the devas are riled with me as well. [laughs]

So I had a new pair of jumper cables in my car trunk, and the two men were able to start the engine after they jumped the tree limb scrunching machine, and the job was completed.

Conclusion

That is the story of the ups and downs of trimming trees in Los Angeles.

Well, you all take care! Love you lots! You are the greatest; and you are getting through a tough time right now, in good spirits. God bless you all!

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

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Signs in the Clouds: A Blessing for Summer Solstice 2020 . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 16 May 2020; published on 20 May 2020
Location: Ojai, California

  • VIDEO  BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • Photos by Alice

Dear Ones,

Here is a video made on 16 May 2020. It looks like the camcorder worked all right after all … although two camcorder screens have stopped working in the last week or so. An edited Summary follows the video.

When I did the markup of the photo, I noticed the image looked a little like Quan Yin, the Buddhist Goddess of Compassion and Mercy  …

VIDEO  BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Dudes, look at this! This is in Ojai, and it looks to me like there is a big deva flying through the sky. These are his head and shoulders here [shows head and shoulders]; maybe one hand upraised … you see that? [Shows right arm upraised, and index finger pointing upward.]

There are his feet back that way [shows feet], and here is the whole picture [zooms outward to show the entire cloud form]. Quite something, would you not say?

All right, everyone, I am looking again, and it looks like a great, huge angel with giant wings spreading out over Ojai. It is a safe and protected environment, and it may be wishing, the same as I: Health and happiness for all beings everywhere on Earth, in early celebration of the Summer Solstice for the year 2020.

This is Alice, signing off on Saturday. I do not know whether this can be seen or not because the camcorder screen is broken.

Well, Happy Solstice, everyone. Talk to you later. Bye bye.

Photos by Alice

Image: “Cloud Reading – Deva, Angel or Quan Yin – Summer Solstice 2020 Blessing,” by Alice B. Clagett, 16 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com .. 

Image: “Cloud Reading – Deva, Angel, or Quan Yin – Summer Solstice 2020 Blessing,” by Alice B. Clagett, 16 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com .. 

Image Markup: “Cloud Reading – Deva, Angel, or Quan Yin – Summer Solstice 2020 Blessing,” by Alice B. Clagett, 16 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com .. 

Image Markup: “Cloud Reading – Deva, Angel, or Quan Yin – Summer Solstice 2020 Blessing,” by Alice B. Clagett, 16 May 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com .. 

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Devic Sunlight in Ojai 2 . photos by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 30 June 2019; published on 5 July 2019
Location: Ojai, California

Dear Ones,

Here are more photos of the Deva of the Forest in Ojai, shining through the afternoon sunlight in this video. There are some that say this is a Tree Spirit or Dryad of a Spruce Tree, but my intuition is that it is rather grand for that.

Of course, it is possible that Dryads are baby Devas of the Forest. In that case, we might be talking about the juvenile and adult form of the same being, as is the case with the Baptismal Sylph and its adult form as a glorious Seraph.

The blue diamond in the first photo is an artifact of my camcorder; the other Light effects are unique to that day …

Image: “Devic Sunlight in Ojai, California, Mid-Afternoon 1: Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 12 January 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Devic Sunlight in Ojai, California, Mid-Afternoon 1: Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 12 January 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Devic Sunlight in Ojai, California, Mid-Afternoon 2: Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 12 January 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Devic Sunlight in Ojai, California, Mid-Afternoon 2: Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 12 January 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Devic Sunlight in Ojai, California, Mid-Afternoon 3: Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 12 January 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Devic Sunlight in Ojai, California, Mid-Afternoon 3: Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 12 January 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Devic Sunlight in Ojai, California, Mid-Afternoon 4: Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 12 January 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Devic Sunlight in Ojai, California, Mid-Afternoon 4: Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 12 January 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

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In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

See also … Link: “Devic Sunlight in Ojai 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 30 June 2019; published on 5 July 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-dvg ..

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Alice’s Perilous Tales: Cannibal Man . The Greater Oblation . by Alice B. Clagett *

Filmed on 19 January 2020; published on 23 January 2020
Previously titled: Offertory …
and … Alice’s Perilous Tales: The Greater Oblation

  • INTRODUCTION
  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SOUNDTRACK OF THE VIDEO
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • Introduction
    • Greater Oblation
    • Alice’s Perilous Tales: Cannibal Man
    • Light, a Poem by Alice B. Clagett
    • More on the Cannibal Man
      • Why I am Reticent
      • Psychic Powers of the Man: Mind Control
      • Psychic Powers of the Man: Omnipresence
      • Psychic Powers of the Man: ‘Rapping’
      • Psychic Powers of the Man: Ghostly Footsteps
      • Psychic Powers of the Man: Attacking Others With Psychic Energy
      • My Feeling About the Man’s Psychic Powers
    • How the Game Is Played: ‘Master Plan’ in Action
      • The Chill: Three Break-ins in Quick Succession in Los Angeles
      • The Cull: Riven from Friends and Acquaintances, and from Advocacy by Law Enforcement and Legal Counsel
      • The ‘Lock Down’: Censoring or ‘Squashing’ of Virtual Communications; Location Tracking; Stalking
    • How I Chilled Out
    • Postscript: Battery Drain and Help at Hand
    • Postscript: The Worst of Oblations

Dear Ones,

INTRODUCTION

Halfway down this blog page, beginning with the section “More on the Cannibal Man,” is a better explanation than priorly of my perilous encounters, in years past, with a negatively psychically gifted stranger I feared greatly at that time … although not so much today, thank goodness.

For some time I felt that he was a little like a vampire, or an antisocial person, who was somehow ‘sucking’ life force from the people he knew. My subconscious mind conceived that if they distanced themselves from him, he would arrange to have them murdered in a ceremony in which the blood of their still-beating hearts would be drunk by him and his wife. How graphic the subconscious mind can be! I am guessing this dreamtime image or AV chip or ‘Akashic record’ was my subconscious visualization of anger I felt as being projected from him at my leaving his circle of friends.

After the video there is the video Soundtrack and an edited Summary. The Summary is a good deal more complete than the video; in it are lots of references that might be useful, but not at all essential to reading the text  …

VIDEO BY ALICE
Erratum: For the word ‘Offertory’ throughout, please substitute the term ‘Greater Oblation’.

SOUNDTRACK OF THE VIDEO
Erratum: For the word ‘Offertory’ throughout, please substitute the term ‘Greater Oblation’.

 

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Hello, Dear Ones, It’s Alice. I Am of the Stars.

Introduction

A lot is happening right now, now that the window has closed. The gateway in January has closed, and it must have left us with a lot of information that is slowly unfolding and unpackaging itself, and gifting itself to the world.

Greater Oblation

I was in church today. As often happens, issues that I have been unable to resolve will come up in church to present themselves to me, and then … especially around the time of the Holy Communion taking place … during what is termed the Greater Oblation, when the host and chalice are raised

Image: “Elevation of the Host, with vision of St. John of Matha,” painting by Juan Carreno de Miranda, 1666, from Wikimedia Commons, public domain. DESCRIPTION: “Fundación de la Orden de los Trinitarios / Mass of St John of Matha; The Foundation Mass of the Order of Trinitarians / La Messe de fondation de l’ordre des Trinitaires. It should be noted that the actual vision of St. John de Matha was of Christ and two captives not an angel as has been reflected at times erroneously in some works of art. See the Mosaic St. John de Matha had installed in Rome at St. Thomas in Formis for an account of the vision.”

Image: “Elevation of the Host, with vision of St. John of Matha,” painting by Juan Carreno de Miranda, 1666, from Wikimedia Commons, public domain. DESCRIPTION: “Fundación de la Orden de los Trinitarios / Mass of St John of Matha; The Foundation Mass of the Order of Trinitarians / La Messe de fondation de l’ordre des Trinitaires. It should be noted that the actual vision of St. John de Matha was of Christ and two captives not an angel as has been reflected at times erroneously in some works of art. See the Mosaic St. John de Matha had installed in Rome at St. Thomas in Formis for an account of the vision.”

… and then there is a hopeful moment when there might be a solution to this ongoing problem. Today was no exception. Today I remembered about a person … this is a Wild West story … whose notions seem so very unusual to me: He is a ‘Circle of One’ person

Link: “Ego 1: Circle of One . I Am the Only Ego in the World,” by Alice B. Clagett, published 15 August 2016; revised 7 July 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-623 ..

He is an antisocial personality …

Link: “Dealing with the Antisocial Personality (ASP) as Humankind Awakens,” by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 10 January 2017; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6Mm ..

According to the astral stories he is a cannibal. He is the leader of a group. He says that he has killed 700 people. I do not know; that might be a brag. I do not know; maybe he did.

Let’s see; what else? … I have spoken in terms of Soullessness in trying to explain the phenomenon that I am witnessing in the astral stories with regard to this putative person …

Link: “Syncretic Theory on the Antisocial Personality and the ‘Elementary’ (Black Soul or Dark Soul) . by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 9 November 2016; published on 12 November 2016; transcribed and revised on 4 March 2019. … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6nV ..

I have come up with a lot of things. One of them is the Physical Form Heresy, which you can see; it is one of my blogs …

Link: “The Physical Form Heresy,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 17 May 2017; revised on 11 October 2017 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7cY ..

And this is a story along the lines of the Physical Form Heresies: I do not know if I have mentioned this person believes that when someone leaves his group, his followers ought to catch the fleeing person. And then they all ought to kill and eat that person. He is a cannibal.

Cannibalism is not my cup of tea, and so I have attempted to resolve the astral stories I have heard about his penchant for cannibalism through art and song and poems …

Link: “Cannibal Man,” drawings by Alice B. Clagett, drawn and published on 25 January 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-gas ..

Link: “Cannibal Song: The 29-Flavor Barbecue . aka Ogreish Stew,” a poem by Alice B. Clagett, written on 2 May 2019; published on 2 May 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-cwW ..

Link: “Alikazam: A Song to Put a Cannibal to Sleep,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed and published on 20 March 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-bX3 ..

I have tried to come up with something. And I have been pretty successful as far as my own peace of mind is concerned. But just to put it to you bluntly, he believes that when people leave him, he and his group ought to eat that person so that they remain one with him forever. It is what you might call a ‘Black Communion’ (a ‘Black Magic Communion’). And oddly, this came up during the Greater Oblation and the offering of the body and blood of Christ as salvation for the people in the church today.

So this person believes in what I might term a ‘Black Communion’. And I was trying to think how to prevent future Black Communions on his part, because from my point of view, the point of being on Earth is to love and serve humankind; to bring Christ’s Light to the world, that kind of thing.

But he feels that a Black Communion and the Christian Communion are the same thing. He believes he is above right and wrong, and that each of these Communions is as ethical as the other. I was trying to counter that; I was trying to look at it from his point of view, and persuade him not to drink people’s blood. I think when you deal with a person who has those kinds of fixed ideas about reality … for whatever reason … you need to deal in terms of their own mental filters and mental constructs, and try to present something that makes sense to them from that point of view.

Too, this apparently is a person that I have priorly described in terms of catastrophic childhood experiences …

Link: “Primitive Experiences of Loss, the Antisocial Personality, and the Global Awakening,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 10 July 2015, revised on 11 October 2016 and 28 January 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6fC … Search the term: Astral Story of the Cannibal

… who set fire to the family house and burned up his mother and infant brother after his father had left. According to the story, there was nobody left after this act of arson; his mother was dead, her body scorched. He was sitting in a field with his mother’s body. He was hungry; he was only about 4 years old [in another rendition, 9 years old], and he tried eating a piece of his mother’s charred arm. That experience got him going in terms of cannibalism as ‘bringing back the mother’ … bringing back the maternal love … which is what he is practicing with his followers, according to the astral stories (which in this case are pretty much ‘out there’).

Once in a while I am ‘all over’ this catastrophic childhood story, and it came to me it could be he is one of those people who is born with a lot of rage inside, and who can express that rage through psychically starting spontaneous fires, a psychic ability termed ‘pyrokinesis’ … and that possibly his mother’s house might have burned down because he was in a fit of anger over being pushed out of her bed when he crawled into it for comfort because she was nursing that new child. And so he might have started that fire psychically … because he is extremely gifted, psychically, in a negative way … in a way of killing and so forth. He may have started that fire spontaneously as his first expression of that type of pyrotechnic gift (or curse, as the case may be).

That is neither here nor there. To get back to my attempts to persuade this person to give up cannibalism during Communion today: First I was trying to create reasonable doubt in his mental filter regarding the importance of eating his followers if they left the killing cult …

Link: “Community Health: Cults that Kill and Outlaw Gangs,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 7 December 2015; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-4pb ..

He said that their love would always be with him because he had eaten some part of them. So their individuality would always be with him throughout his life, and they would never actually have left. The first argument I tried was this: If he had let them leave in peace and happiness, then throughout their lives they would remember him lovingly … and that therefore their loving hearts would be with him throughout his life, rather than the fear and the upset and the anger they might feel … and which their ghostly forms might continue to express, on the astral plane, for quite some time … if he killed them and then ate their hearts.

So that was my first attempt. I will say it met with less than complete success.

As first the host and then the chalice of Christ’s blood were raised for our adoring eyes I kept thinking: What was the key? What was the answer? What would make the difference in that person’s life?

The thing that came through, just as the chalice was lowered, was to speak to him in physical terms … as in the examples that are given in the Heresy of Physical Form blog cited above, which mostly had to do with his ideas and his advice to his followers, according to the astral stories.

This new admonition has to do with the physical realm; physical fixes for spiritual issues: I suggested that, as he had ingested the flesh and the blood of a number of followers (I do not know how many followers), that he had within him … within his physical form … the DNA of these people; and that it was possible that the DNA of these people might hold the answer to the issue of another way of dealing with people leaving … that the DNA he had ingested might have that answer.

And he said he would talk to his wife about that. From that I gather that he has a wife; maybe the same wife for a long time, maybe a new wife … I do not know. So he is going to look for an answer in the DNA of the people that he has eaten; an answer to cannibalism, and a new way of dealing with the issue of people leaving his cult. At least that is what the astral airs provided today, at the sacred moment of the Greater Oblation at church.

Whether or not he has his answer, I have my answer. And that Christ’s example to us, through the sacrifice of His own life for his followers is a good thing for us to look at, as His followers. What can we do to help other people? Not: How can we end their lives; how can we make them our sacrifice? But: What sacrifices can we make for the people that we love and for whom we wish the best.

Alice’s Perilous Tales: Cannibal Man

And so, dear reader, to begin with this perilous tale of my own … the tale of my encounter with the Cannibal Man. Here are the facts as I found them; although facts they are, only in realms that surpass the understanding of most people …

My feeling is that people of the nature of the person I have been describing choose, for their lives, to stand above right and wrong … but to chose, for action in the world, what people consider to be wrong. Their choice is to consider right and wrong each equal possibilities for action in the world. And they choose what others choose to be wrong. They choose killing. They choose all kinds of criminal activities.

But the thing of it is, I feel: Here we are, living in the world … acting in the world. And we have to choose whether to act rightly or to act wrongly. From a practical point of view, if we act wrongly … if we break the law all the time … our tenure in physical form is likely to be brief. That is because the other people in the community will not like this; and they will take appropriate action against us.

So in a way, to act wrongly is wrong, even from the standpoint of that lofty point of view of Consequentialism, which that man holds …

Link: “The Karmic Consequences of Consequentialism,” by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 30 September 2016 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6cN ..

It is wrong because, if we value our physical body … which, clearly, he does … if we value staying alive … which, definitely, he does … then it will shorten the length of time that we can stay alive … and that is definitely wrong, I feel.

I heard him say to me once on the physical plane … if it be, in fact, the same person … he took me aside from the group that was walking. The prior night I had had a horrific dream about a man that goes out and kills people. I had had the same kind of dream every other night I had been in a physical locale where he was nearby.

So I had had this unfortunate dream about a man’s life being snuffed out, and a man standing by and laughing … gleeful, in fact, that it was happening. So I was upset on awakening. Early that morning. I was walking in a meditation garden, along with the rest of the people in his meditation group. He took me aside and said that he himself really enjoyed seeing people die. He said he enjoyed it because of the Light that rose up from them and went away. It looked pretty to him to see that Light leave.

Well the taking of a life, or the viewing of a murder, or the viewing of a death, takes only a moment. Death takes no more than the very last inhale and exhale, and then relaxation of the chest muscles … which looks, to our hopeful eyes, almost like another inhalation. That moment the Spirit departs, it may be beautiful to see that there is a Spirit, and that the Spirit lives on.

But the true beauty in human existence is the life that we live before that death. It is the moment-to-moment choice to continue to stay alive, and to continue to have an effect on the world that will live on after we pass.

Be that effect good or bad? Those are the choices that we have in life. And I choose good. I believe in self-sacrifice, and in taking good care of other people … and in promoting the common good in politics and in government worldwide. Not in the petty wants and dislikes of one mere cult which, for its livelihood, picks whatever it picks, whatever it is that allows it to stay alive, that being ‘beyond the sphere of good and evil’. It is evil, in my eyes, to act thus.

Light
A Poem by Alice B. Clagett
19 January 2020

Why not choose the good?
Why not choose the Light?
Why pick the Dark when we can be bright?
Let us stand in the Light with all our might
… super bright … despite
what anyone tells us.

You all take care. Love you lots.

What a talk, I would say … on and on!

More on the Cannibal Man

Why I am Reticent. I have talked about this person in prior blogs, here and there, helter skelter. I thought I would explain that I am pulling things together a little bit more in this video. But I am vague about the details, partly because almost all my information is from the astral plane, so I am not certain who it is that I am talking about. I am sure you will understand that.

Secondly, I have a concern about possible lawsuits … that I might be sued if I were to be specific about someone, whether or not it turns out that they are the person … whether or not it turns out that such a person exists.

So while I am being vague in a way, as to physical facts and physical people, I am nevertheless trying to explain a psychic phenomenon and an ongoing astral story that is really very interesting to people who are keen on the paranormal.

Psychic Powers of the Man: Mind Control. The person about whom I speak appears to have a number of considerably daunting psychic abilities. One of them is the power to mind control groups of people, especially his cult …

Link: “Uber Mind Control,” drawings by Alice B. Clagett, drawn and published on 24 August 20199 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-e4a ..

Psychic Powers of the Man: Omnipresence. Another is the ability to be ‘omnipresent’, as they say; or to bring his astral presence into the energy fields of any number of people, whether one by one or many at a time, I am not certain. It could be many at a time, especially if in the same locale …

Link: “The Spiritual Powers of Omniscience and Omnipresence on Earth Today: Things to Look Out For,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 15 April 2017 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-781 ..

Psychic Powers of the Man: ‘Rapping’. Let me see what else: I also experienced, for the interval of time that I was living fairly near the person that might be the one about whom I am speaking … and also at long distances from that person … a kind of astral ‘rapping’ sounds … very loud ‘rapping’ sounds, say, on motel roofs or in the floors of rooms above my motel room.

Once I tried making my motel room the top motel room, and lugging my suitcases up the stairs. Then I heard noises on the roof of the building! Let’s see what else …

Once I was sitting in a motel room far from this person, I thought, and I heard Wham! Bang! … banging on the door as if someone were furious and wanted to get into the room. I thought: Gee, it is too scary to open the door! You know? It was a second-floor door in the middle of the desert. I did not know anybody there. I had no idea what it was about. I sat up right away, and began to meditate, urgently asking that my timelines and dimensions be optimized, and asking my Ascension Team for protection.

Psychic Powers of the Man: Ghostly Footsteps. And then I thought I heard a bunch of people having a party in a room up above, stomping and carrying on, and a lot of noise. After things calmed down, I stopped meditating and went and looked; there was nobody at all in the room above!

In addition I remember staying in a particular place, in a small apartment, and day after day, in the middle of the night, I could hear someone shuffling up, through the garage next to the bedroom window where I slept. I could hear the footsteps slowly approaching the bedroom window.

The garage was full of dust, and was never opened up. I would look out into the garage the next morning, and there would be no footprints in the dust!

Link: “Wham Stomp Rap,” a couplet by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 23 January 2020; published on 24 January 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-gac ..

Psychic Powers of the Man: Attacking Others With Psychic Energy.  So here we have a couple of things: The ability to mind control a number of people; the power of ‘omnipresence’ … of being a lot of different places; these ‘rapping’ sounds and ‘banging’ sounds; sounds of people having riotous get-togethers in the room above me; sounds of footsteps … I do not know what that is called.

Let’s see what else:  The power to cast a certain kind of quark or psychic energy at other people and cause them to fall down onto the ground, maybe in a dead faint or with disoriented senses, maybe with a fatal heart attack; the power to throw energy at people and cause them to collapse onto the floor or against a wall.

My Feeling About the Man’s Psychic Powers. Pretty scary stuff, and negatively aspected, or so I feel. So I was dealing with my fear of all this, because fear of the unknown, for me, raises up an anxious state, a generalized anxiety state that is hard to shake.

Only through faith, only through prayer; through being with people who have good will towards us … These, I have found to be the things that help. That is my understanding of it.

How the Game Is Played: ‘Master Plan’ in Action

Here is just a little more by way of background information: I was frightened at all that was going on, out in the Wild West, and I thought that it might have had to do with being in that other place not where my home is, here in Los Angeles. And so when I became very frightened, I came back to my home.

The Chill: Three Break-ins in Quick Succession in Los Angeles. There in Los Angeles, three things happened in pretty quick succession: My home was broken into, my car was broken into, and my storage shed was broken into. From the latter my second set of keys was stolen; these included house keys, car keys, and post office box keys. Subsequently important mail failed to be delivered at my post office box. Some of the people of whom I was afraid apparently followed me to Los Angeles, and I felt frightened of them as well.

The Cull: Riven from Friends and Acquaintances, and from Advocacy by Law Enforcement and Legal Counsel. As well, according to the astral airs, a lawyer representing a member of the group from which I had fled contacted my local Los Angeles Police Department police station with slanderous allegations regarding me, placing a ‘road block’ against my efforts to speak with them about the trouble I was in. I inquired about this with LAPD, and came up negative; thus I thought that if interference existed in this realm, then perhaps it was astral rather than physical?

And then on the physical plane, three lawyers I had hired, in three different parts of the country, suddenly dropped me like a hot potato. I had to wonder if there were issues of blackmail or bribery, or allegations of false authority behind this. In the dreamtime realm, the astral airs thrilled along similar lines, to the effect that someone had contacted all the law firms in the San Fernando Valley, offering them a $5 retainer against possible legal actions I might hope to pursue against whoever paid for these retainers. Had the story about the retainers been true, then it might have been that I had no local recourse to legal counsel.

To top it off, according to the astral airs, the head of the West Los Angeles branch of the meditation group in question … (The group I am putatively thinking of is national, and perhaps international, in character) … a woman whose allure none can call in question, compromised a long-time male friend of mine with an act of seduction she proposed as a way for him to improve his love-making skills. Were this astral rumor to have proven true, it would have made it impossible for me to seek help from him because of the psychic bonds between him and the alluring woman.

These last are most likely apocryphal  instances of a technique known in confidence gamery as ‘the cull’; the victim or ‘patsy’ is riven from friendly relations and acquaintances, through slander, blackmail, bribery, and seduction, either of the patsy or of the patsy’s friends and acquaintances. In my case, it seemed I was riven as well from the advocate efforts of law enforcement and legal counsel.

All these things happened within not too long of a space of time.

The ‘Lock Down’: Censoring or ‘Squashing’ of Virtual Communications; Location Tracking; Stalking. In the following months, on the physical plane, my home apparently was walked into physically again and again. I would go out to run errands, then come home to find things missing. The burglar alarm acted oddly; when I reported this to the police, they characterized what was happening as ‘the perfect crime’.

Then it became clear, on the physical plane, that my websites had been hijacked; this jeopardized my email, which was open to hacking by the hijackers. It took about a year to establish my websites with a new hosting service, which then secured my email from hacking (insofar as that is possible).

In addition, I had a concern that my computer might have a remote ‘back door’; these are difficult to prevent, I feel, without random IP addresses provided by recent computer software improvements. I did what I could to close the ‘back doors’ by removing questionable programs.

It seemed my phone line might also have been compromised. To avert that, and in order to avail oneself of the phone during power outages, one needs to have a land line that is separate from one’s modem; this took three phone company visits and about a year to install.

It seemed my cell phone location was being tracked by ‘pingbacks’ while I was out. That brought up a concern about being stalked while hiking and shopping. I stopped carrying a cell phone while running errands; then later came up with a work-around.

As to the break-ins listed under ‘The Cull’ above, over time I took whatever actions were needed to remedy the situation.

Thus, little by little, over the course of a few years, I improved my personal security. In that way I was able to lift myself out of the ‘lock down’.

How I Chilled Out

Overall, in the course of the next few years, I found that I was less and less frightened of the people I thought might be involved … the people I thought to be in a killing cult in another locale. And that lessening of fear I feel had to do with them not being in the place where I was. I do not think they decided to stick around, near my house; that is my guess.

So in a way the lowering of my level of fear from that experienced during those years, some years ago, substantiates the notion I have that the paranormal experiences I have described had to do with a particular group of people in a different place.

As I have explained, there is no way in the world I can prove it. And frequently psychic intel proves wrong, and steers one in the wrong direction. It is of better service in understanding the overall quality of the subconscious mind, and how it influences what happens here on Earth.

So then today, you see … quite some years later … I am that much less frightened of the negatively aspected paranormal, and of groups and cults that reveal that heretofore mysterious element towards the bad, towards the evil, towards bad luck in my life, than I was in years past.

Today I am able to sit down and piece things together for you, my audience, in hopes that, should you come across this type of situation, you will be able to extract yourself from it more quickly than did I.

Postscript: Battery Drain and Help at Hand

I finished the video and went to start my car. With no prior warning, the battery was completely dead. Was this a causal event, or only a test of faith? How is one to know?

I felt my energy field: Luckily my heart energy was not negatively aspected, as had been the case during a battery failure two years prior …

Link: “The Shadow of the Personality and Shadow of the Group,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 24-31 October 2016; published on 1 November 2016 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6kJ ..

I noticed a strong energy in my crown chakra. What could be the cause? I was parked on the shoulder of a narrow country road, well past the town of Moorpark, California. To the right of my car was a field of citrus trees. To the left, across the road, was a row of giant eucalyptus trees, whose fragrant leaves blessed me as I opened the car door.

Despite the battery failure, I could feel blessings all around me. Could it be that Devas of the Forest … Devas of these eucalyptus trees … had blessed me with their protection as I made this film?

I saw there was a horse ranch beyond the row of trees. It was a big ranch, with many horses stabled in outdoor, roofed shelters there. Then I saw a woman with a carrot, just opposite my car; she was feeding the carrot to one of the horses.

I asked her if she might have a cell phone, and if she might be willing to call a tow truck to come to my rescue. Happily, she agreed. So despite my remote location, and my lack of a means of summoning aid, I found that help was right at hand … in fact, cheerfully so … and willingly brought about my timely rescue.

The Worst of Oblations

The term ‘Greater Oblation’ in this instance refers to the sacrifice of Christ on the cross and to the Christian Eucharistic service. In that service, there may be a ‘Lesser Oblation’ or ‘Offertory’ that takes place before the ‘Greater Oblation’ …

Link: “Oblation,” in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oblation ..

From the standpoint of the troubles dealt with in this blog, one might also, ‘tongue in cheek’, consider how very much lesser in value than these might be the ‘Black Communion’ or human sacrifice practiced by the cannibal man and his ilk. This misguided practice is, by my lights, not the ‘Greater Oblation’ or the ‘Lesser Oblation’, but rather the worst of oblations.

[Short video of cows in a field]

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

The poem “Light” above has been added to the 2u3d website.

See also … Link: “Compendium: Ensoulment, Soullessness, and Soul Evolution,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 28 August 2018; revised on 4 October 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-a4p ..

Image: “The Elevation of the Host,” by Jean Beraud, 1890s, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Bonhams_-_Jean_B%C3%A9raud_(French,_1849-1936)_The_Elevation_of_the_Host_81_x_65_cm._(32_x_25_1-2_in.).jpg … public domain

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New Years Eve . photos by Alice B. Clagett

Imaged on 31 December 2019; published on 15 January 2020
Location: Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California

  • PHOTOS BY ALICE

Dear Ones,

Here are photos taken in Cold Creek Canyon Preserve on New Years Eve 2019 …

PHOTOS BY ALICE

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 2: Toyon,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 2: Toyon,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 4,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 4,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 5,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 5,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 6,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 6,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 7,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 7,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 8,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 8,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 9: Toyon,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 9: Toyon,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 10: Toyon,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 10: Toyon,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 11: Toyon,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 11: Toyon,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 12,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 12,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 13,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 13,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 14: Faerie Glen,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 14: Faerie Glen,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 15: Faerie Glen,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 15: Faerie Glen,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 16: Faerie Glen,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 16: Faerie Glen,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 17: Sun in Faerie Glen,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 17: Sun in Faerie Glen,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 18: Faerie Glen,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 18: Faerie Glen,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 19,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 19,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 20,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 20,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 21: Toyon,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, California 21: Toyon,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

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I Am of the Stars

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Faerie Dell . photos by Alice B. Clagett

Imaged on 25 November 2019; published on 27 December 2019
Location: Cold Creek Valley Preserve, near Calabasas, California

  • PHOTOS BY ALICE

Dear Ones,

Here are photos taken on a walk to a favorite faerie dell. Among them are two photos of a deva of the forest. Note that the blue sphere at the bottom of the deva photos is an artifact of the camcorder …

PHOTOS BY ALICE

Image: “Faerie Dell 1: The Deva,” by Alice B. Clagett, 25 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Faerie Dell 1: The Deva,” by Alice B. Clagett, 25 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Faerie Dell 2: The Deva,” by Alice B. Clagett, 25 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Faerie Dell 2: The Deva,” by Alice B. Clagett, 25 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Faerie Dell 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 25 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Faerie Dell 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 25 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Faerie Dell 4,” by Alice B. Clagett, 25 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Faerie Dell 4,” by Alice B. Clagett, 25 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Faerie Dell 5,” by Alice B. Clagett, 25 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Faerie Dell 5,” by Alice B. Clagett, 25 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Faerie Dell 6,” by Alice B. Clagett, 25 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Faerie Dell 6,” by Alice B. Clagett, 25 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Faerie Dell 7,” by Alice B. Clagett, 25 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Faerie Dell 7,” by Alice B. Clagett, 25 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Faerie Dell 8,” by Alice B. Clagett, 25 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Faerie Dell 8,” by Alice B. Clagett, 25 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Faerie Dell 9,” by Alice B. Clagett, 25 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Faerie Dell 9,” by Alice B. Clagett, 25 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Faerie Dell 10,” by Alice B. Clagett, 25 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Faerie Dell 10,” by Alice B. Clagett, 25 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “On the Way to the Faerie Dell 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 25 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “On the Way to the Faerie Dell 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 25 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “On the Way to the Faerie Dell 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 25 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “On the Way to the Faerie Dell 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 25 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

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I Am of the Stars

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Deva in the Tree 2 . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 9 November 2019; published on 22 November 2019
Previously titled: Deva in the Tree 

  • INTRODUCTION
  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Dear Ones,

INTRODUCTION

Here is a video of sunlight peeking through a tree that reminds me of a deva I have spoken of priorly. I read, just now, about tree spirits; it seems there is a different spirit for every tree. That made me whether large trees such as this one might attract more august beings such as devas.

Then again, it may be that the spirits of trees transform from little tree spirits, to larger tree spirits as the tree grows … and then, at a certain point in the tree’s majority, might they not transform to devahood? … As is the case with the sylph that sleeps in the heart of a baptized baby, and which may, as the Christian matures in faith, transform to an august seraph; which transformation is described here …

Link: “Golden Story Book: Awakening of a Baptismal Sylph and of the Human Heart It Guards,” video by Alice B. Clagett, music by Chris Zabriskie, published on 30 June 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-dpF ..

There is a Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

This is the tree that has the deva around it sometimes. Look, it looks different today …

Image: “Deva in the Tree 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 9 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Deva in the Tree 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 9 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Is not that amazing?

Image: “Deva in the Tree 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 9 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Deva in the Tree 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 9 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Deva in the Tree 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 9 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Deva in the Tree 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 9 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Deva in the Tree 4,” by Alice B. Clagett, 9 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Deva in the Tree 4,” by Alice B. Clagett, 9 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

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I Am of the Stars

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Cold Creek Canyon Preserve . photos by Alice B. Clagett

Imaged on 30 September 2019; published on 3 November 2019

Dear Ones,

Here are photos taken at Cold Creek Preserve in Calabasas, California …

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 4,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 4,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 5,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 5,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 6,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 6,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 7,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 7,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 8,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 8,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 9,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 9,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 10,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 10,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 11,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 11,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 12,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 12,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 13,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 13,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 14,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 14,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 15,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 15,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 16,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 16,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 17,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 17,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 18,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 18,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 19,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 19,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 20,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 20,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 21,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 21,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 22,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 22,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 23,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cold Creek Canyon Preserve, Calabasas, CA 23,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

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I Am of the Stars

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Water Blessed by a Deva of the Forest . photos by Alice B. Clagett

Imaged on 28 August 2019; published on 30 September 2019
Previously titled: Water Blessed by Deva

Dear Ones,

A photo of water that has been blessed by a deva of the forest …

Image: “Ojai Trip 6: Water Blessed by a Deva,” by Alice B. Clagett, 28 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Here are more photos taken the same day …

Image: “Ojai Trip 1: Tar Hill on Route 33 South of Ojai,” by Alice B. Clagett, 28 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Ojai Trip 1: Tar Hill on Route 33 South of Ojai,” by Alice B. Clagett, 28 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Ojai Trip 2; Tar Hill on Route 33 South of Ojai,” by Alice B. Clagett, 28 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Ojai Trip 2; Tar Hill on Route 33 South of Ojai,” by Alice B. Clagett, 28 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Ojai Trip 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 28 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Ojai Trip 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 28 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Ojai Trip 4: View of Blue Mountains,” by Alice B. Clagett, 28 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Ojai Trip 4: View of Blue Mountains,” by Alice B. Clagett, 28 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Ojai Trip 5: Buckwheat,” by Alice B. Clagett, 28 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Ojai Trip 5: Buckwheat,” by Alice B. Clagett, 28 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

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In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

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Deva in the Tree . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 14 September 2019; published on 18 September 2019

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • Photos by Alice

Dear Ones,

A just for fun short. As there are no words, the Summary contains only photos …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Photos by Alice

Image: “Deva in a Tree 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 14 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Deva in a Tree 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 14 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Deva in a Tree 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 14 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Deva in a Tree 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 14 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

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In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

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Deva Talk . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 7 August 2019; published on 9 September 2019

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Image: “Rainbow Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 7 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Rainbow Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 7 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Dear Ones,

Here is a short video about a talk with a deva. An edited Summary follows the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Hello, Dear Ones, It’s Alice. I Am of the Stars.

I was talking to a deva right now. I said: This is one of the rules of life on Earth: There is always another way in; and there is always another way out.

And someone chuckled and said: Oh, Is that the rule?!

This is the way out from this place here …

Image: “Stunt Ranch Trail 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 7 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Stunt Ranch Trail 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 7 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

… and this is the way in …

Image: “Stunt Ranch Trail 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 7 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Stunt Ranch Trail 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 7 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

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In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

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Devic Sunlight in Ojai 1 . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 30 June 2019; published on 5 July 2019
Previously titled Devic Sunlight in Ojai
Location: Ojai, California

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • Photos by Alice

Dear Ones,

It seemed to me that a Deva might be there, shining through the Sunday afternoon sunlight in this video. The blue diamond that moves around on the film is an artifact of my camcorder; the other Light effects are unique to that day …

I heard a voice say, on the clair plane, that Krishnamurti loved that tree. I wonder if that might be so, and whether that might have had anything to do with the beautiful Incoming Light.

There is a Summary after the video; it is very brief, as few words were spoken …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

This is the most amazing Light. I think there must be Devas hereabouts, doing it. Amazing!

Photos by Alice

Image: “Devic Sunlight in Ojai, California, Mid-Afternoon 1: Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Devic Sunlight in Ojai, California, Mid-Afternoon 1: Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Devic Sunlight in Ojai, California, Mid-Afternoon 2: Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Devic Sunlight in Ojai, California, Mid-Afternoon 2: Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Devic Sunlight in Ojai, California, Mid-Afternoon 3: Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Devic Sunlight in Ojai, California, Mid-Afternoon 3: Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Devic Sunlight in Ojai, California, Mid-Afternoon 4: Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Devic Sunlight in Ojai, California, Mid-Afternoon 4: Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Devic Sunlight in Ojai, California, Mid-Afternoon 5: Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Devic Sunlight in Ojai, California, Mid-Afternoon 5: Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

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In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

See also … Link: “Devic Sunlight in Ojai 2,” photos by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 30 June 2019; published on 5 July 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-hRU ..

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Diamond Rainbow Light . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 27 April 2019; published on 20 June 2019

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • Photos by Alice

Dear Ones,

Here is a very brief film showing an unusual rainbow form of Incoming Light on Lower Stunt Trail in the Santa Monica Mountains on 27 April 2019. As there are no words, there are only photos in the Summary …

VIDEO BY ALICE

This film was made on the same day … Link: “Elothiel,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 27 April 2019; published on 28 April 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-cvw ..

SUMMARY BY ALICE

Photos by Alice

Image: “Diamond Rainbow Light 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 27 April 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Diamond Rainbow Light 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 27 April 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Diamond Rainbow Light 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 27 April 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Diamond Rainbow Light 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 27 April 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Diamond Rainbow Light 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 27 April 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Diamond Rainbow Light 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 27 April 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Diamond Rainbow Light 4,” by Alice B. Clagett, 27 April 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Diamond Rainbow Light 4,” by Alice B. Clagett, 27 April 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

These photos were not in the video, but were taken on the same day …

Image: “Diamond Rainbow Light 5,” by Alice B. Clagett, 27 April 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Diamond Rainbow Light 5,” by Alice B. Clagett, 27 April 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Diamond Rainbow Light 6,” by Alice B. Clagett, 27 April 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Diamond Rainbow Light 6,” by Alice B. Clagett, 27 April 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

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In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

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Elothiel . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 27 April 2019; published on 28 April 2019
Location: Cold Creek Preserve, Calabasas, California

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Dear Ones,

Here is a film about nature spirits of the forest. The film was made in a riparian forest setting at Cold Creek Preserve, Calabasas, California. There is a very brief Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

‘Tis I, Elothiel!

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Farewell!

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

This film was made on the same day … Link: “Rainbow Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 27 April 2019; published on 20 June 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-djX ..

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The Voices the Land Remembers . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 17 February 2019; published on 22 February 2019

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Dear Ones,

Here is a video about the voices the land remembers. There is an edited Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Hello, Dear Ones, It’s Alice. I Am of the Stars.

I am out here in the country again, near Ojai … actually, Santa Paula right now. And I had a story to tell about the voices that the land remembers.

Here in Southern California there are still tracts of land that are farm land. So I go and visit those, if they are open to the public; or if they are near a public road, and I can stop by. Now and again I find, that if the land is still enough … if there are no cars going by … and if I ask questions of the land … the owners of the land, who have tended it carefully and cared for it for their lifetime … like farmers, sometimes, who either are living or have already passed on … I will hear their voices.

It is as if the land itself remembers their voices, and the love they have for the land and the trees and the sky. And I can hear their stories, if I ask.

Just now I was asking the person that owned this land, whose crops I often come and bless … I was asking whether he owned the far mountain over there … because, he had said priorly, he owned the mountains on the other side.

I could hear the voice so gentle and deep and well grounded … a very slow, quiet voice, but very masculine, you know … as if he took the land on as a great responsibility, and was proud to have it, and was proud to care for it … that kind of a feeling.

And he said: Oh, that mountain there was owned by the other farm … and he named the name of the people that used to own it. But, he said, the people that own it now, they go by a different name.

Just, I think, for those of us that find ourselves able to care of the land, as farmers or ranchers or like that, it is good to know that our noble thoughts regarding caring for the Earth are remembered by her for ages to come … and that any can hear, that wish to hear, of the duty that we felt towards Earth’s nurturing.

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

Link: “Prime Time Print,” a glicee by Tim Bruce … https://www.timbruce.com/uploads/1/4/5/1/14514964/s229060296872930511_p51_i1_w320.jpeg ..

Link: “Going, Going, Gone,” a glicee print by Tim Bruce … https://www.timbruce.com/uploads/1/4/5/1/14514964/s229060296872930511_p40_i1_w320.jpeg ..

Here is Tim Bruce’s ghost series of glicees …

Link: “Ghost Series: Lighthouse Collectors Series: Tim’s Critters,” by Tim Bruce … https://www.timbruce.com/ghost-series.html ..

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Tiny Anthologies: Incarnational Memories . by Alice B. Clagett *

Compiled from prior blogs on 10 February 2019; revised
Previously titled: Incarnational Memories

Image: "Incarnation," animated gif by Alice B. Clagett, 10 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from "Awakening with Planet Earth," https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ... DESCRIPTION: Images of the sky on Florida Mesa, near Durango, Colorado, and self-portraits of the author, photographed on 17 July 2015.

Animatd Gif: “Incarnation,” by Alice B. Clagett, 10 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: Images of the sky on Florida Mesa, near Durango, Colorado, and self-portraits of the author, photographed on 17 July 2015.

Animatd Gif: “Incarnation,” by Alice B. Clagett, 10 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: Images of the sky on Florida Mesa, near Durango, Colorado, and self-portraits of the author, photographed on 17 July 2015.

  • INTRODUCTION 
  • THOUGHTS ON REINCARNATION
    • On Refinement of Scientific Theories
      • Relative Truth of Theosophical Afterlife Astral Concentric Ring Theory versus Timeline Theory
      • Example of Refinement of Astronomical Theory: Earthcentric versus Suncentric Theory
      • Physics: General Relativity and Quantum Mechanics versus String Theory
      • Self-Evolution: Cause and Effect versus Multitemporality and Multidimensionality
      • Religion: Heaven, Purgatory, and Hell versus the Notion of Reincarnations and Soul Evolution
      • Religion: Reincarnation and Soul Evolution versus the Notion of Multiple Incarnations All Taking Place Simultaneously in the Eternal Now
      • Multitemporality: Incarnation from the Stance of the Eternal Soul
  • REINCARNATIONAL EXPERIENCES AND ARCHETYPAL CULTURAL MEMORIES
    • Thought of Creating an Incarnational Picture Scrapbook
  • ROMANCE AND THE VICTIM-AGGRESSOR PARADIGM
    • How the Stressors of the Awakening Ante Up the Drive to Aggression in Men
    • On Righteousness and Blame with Regard to Aggression and Victimhood
    • A Broader Soul Perspective: Incarnational Expression of the Roles of Aggressor and Victim
    • Expression of Feral Drives and Animal Instincts During Incarnation: The Desire to Mate, the Mothering Instinct, Territorial Protection, and Territorial Aggression
  • INCARNATIONAL TOUCHSTONES
    • Introduction
    • Archetypal Sounds: Rites of Passage
  • SCHOOL: A POEM BY ALICE B. CLAGETT
  • THE LAST TIME WE PASSED ON: A POEM BY ALICE B. CLAGETT
  • ALICE’S MEMORIES OF OTHER INCARNATIONS
    • Alice’s Story: My Own Cross-Gender, Multi-Racial, and Multi-Cultural Incarnational Memories
    • Alice’s Memory of a Past Lifetime as a Man
    • My Grandfather Royden Douglas Clagett
      • My Grandfather or Myself in a Just Prior Incarnation?
    • Second Incarnational Story: The Hitler Death Camp Sublieutenant
      • Alice’s Vision of Herself and Her Family in the Concentration Camp
    • Incarnational Memories by Alice: Cuyamaca Omen, a poem by Alice B. Clagett
    • Incarnational Memories by Alice: The Vision of the Cuyamaca Native American Boy
    • Remembering a Death Date of One of My Native American Incarnations
    • Incarnational Memories by Alice: The Vision of the Native American Elder Who Faced Death with Calm Courage
    • Incarnational Memories by Alice: Norse Viking Wife and Norse Sagas
    • The Second Story about War: Incarnational Memories by Alice . Alice’s Vision . The Christian and the Saracen
    • The Third Story about War: Incarnational Memories by Alice . Alice’s Vision . Killed by a Comrade in Arms Over Love for a Woman
    • The Fourth Story about War: Incarnational Memories by Alice . Alice’s Vision . The Delirious, Mortally Wounded Soldier Who Killed His Wife by Mistake
    • Alice’s Incarnational Stories: A Child in India
      • On an Attitude of Religious Tolerance
    • The Children of the Tiger
      • Introduction
      • The Story
    • FIVE OF MY INCARNATIONS
      • Story of the Two Warrior Friends
      • Life as a Forest Nature Spirit
      • Life as a Human Woman in the Forest, and Death in Childbirth
      • Tom o’ the Forest, a Poem by Alice B. Clagett
      • Return to the Nature Realm
      • On Meeting These Two Souls in My Current Incarnation
    • A Vision … Looking Through the Eyes of a Red-Tailed Hawk
    • Slave Planet Blues: Alice’s Vision About Humans in Other Solar Systems
    • Memories of Homeworld Destruction . Planet Maldek?
      • On Turning Fear of Social Isolation into an Advaita Experience
      • On Being at Peace with Things as They Are
  • INFLUENCE OF PAST (OR CONCOMITANT, ALTERNATE) LIFETIME SOUL WOUNDING ON CURRENT LIFETIME EXPERIENCES
    • Birth Abnormalities and Reincarnation
      • Past Incarnation Head Injuries to Do with War
      • On Healing Morphogenetic Field Distortions
      • Past Incarnation Heart Injuries through Physical Damage by People We Loved
      • How Genetic Abnormalities … Even Fatal Abnormalities … May be Viewed as a Gift from God: A Gift of Remembering
    • Stories by Alice: Three Stories about the Influence of Past Lifetime Soul Wounding on Current Lifetime Experiences
      • I Thought I Could Fly
      • My Beautiful Blue Bicycle
      • The Fairhaven Excursion and the Old Station Wagon
    • Astral or Emotional Snags Carried from Incarnation to Incarnation
    • Motor Noises Bring Up Incarnational Memories of Violent Deaths
    • On Transforming an Incarnational Neck Wound with the Light
    • Eternal Now: Trilocation with Past Incarnations, Present Awareness, Future (Higher) (ET) Self
  • MORE INFORMATION
    • Incarnation Theory, from the Perspective of Various Religions
      • Buddhism
      • Hinduism
      • Christianity
      • Theosophy
      • Ascension Lore
    • On Remembering Our Many Incarnations Right After Passing Over


INTRODUCTION      top

 

Dear Ones,

Here are a few thoughts on reincarnation, and on reincarnational experiences and archetypal incarnational memories. Then there is a poem called “School,” about incarnational memories. Then after that, my own memories of other incarnations, to which I have appended text-to-voice recordings in various voices. Here was the text-to-voice program I used …

Link: “Natural Text Reader” … https://www.naturaltextreader.com/ … The voice sometimes used as my own is English (US), Karen, slow.

After that are writings on the influence of past (or concomitant, alternate) lifetime Soul wounding on current lifetime experiences.

Image: “The Return of Persephone,” by Frederick Leighton, 1st Baron Leighton, 1891, a mythological painting, in Wikimedia Commons. This work is in the public domain in its country of origin and other countries and areas where the copyright term is the author's life plus 100 years or less ... DESCRIPTION: Leighton depicts Hermes helping Persephone to return to her mother Demeter after Zeus forced Hades to return Persepone ... CREDIT: LMG100045 The Return of Persephone, c.1891 (oil on canvas) by Leighton, Frederic (1830-96); 203x152 cm; Leeds Museums and Galleries (City Art Gallery) U.K.; English, out of copyright.

Image: “The Return of Persephone,” by Frederick Leighton, 1st Baron Leighton, 1891, a mythological painting, in Wikimedia Commons. This work is in the public domain in its country of origin and other countries and areas where the copyright term is the author’s life plus 100 years or less … DESCRIPTION: Leighton depicts Hermes helping Persephone to return to her mother Demeter after Zeus forced Hades to return Persepone … CREDIT: LMG100045 The Return of Persephone, c.1891 (oil on canvas) by Leighton, Frederic (1830-96); 203×152 cm; Leeds Museums and Galleries (City Art Gallery) U.K.; English, out of copyright.

Image: “The Return of Persephone,” by Frederick Leighton, 1st Baron Leighton, 1891, a mythological painting, in Wikimedia Commons. This work is in the public domain in its country of origin and other countries and areas where the copyright term is the author’s life plus 100 years or less … DESCRIPTION: Leighton depicts Hermes helping Persephone to return to her mother Demeter after Zeus forced Hades to return Persepone … CREDIT: LMG100045 The Return of Persephone, c.1891 (oil on canvas) by Leighton, Frederic (1830-96); 203×152 cm; Leeds Museums and Galleries (City Art Gallery) U.K.; English, out of copyright.



THOUGHTS ON REINCARNATION
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On Refinement of Scientific Theories

I have an addition to the explanation about current refinement in astral matter as a result of the Awakening.

Relative Truth of Theosophical Afterlife Astral Concentric Ring Theory versus Timeline Theory

According to School of Theosophy theories, astral matter is segregated into concentric shells in the astral body of a person after they pass on. And these are slowly worn down, and worn off, until the person is in a very high astral plane, starting with the coarsest astral matter, which makes the person perceive only the coarsest of astral planes … and then wearing off into the very fine astral matter of the heaven worlds.

I have channeled a new timeline theory that you can read more about in my blog, under the category: Timelines – multitemporality – alternate universes – fractals … By corollary, my timeline theory offers an alternate theory regarding astral reality.

I just thought I would explain a little about points of view, in the development of theories about the way things are, and how, from a certain perspective, a theory (such as the concentric ring theory of the Theosophists) is perfectly valid; whereas, from a different perspective (perhaps from an expanded perspective … a theory such as timeline optimization and timeline merges, timeline loops to the past or the future) is more helpful for humankind.

 

Example of Refinement of Astronomical Theory: Earthcentric versus Suncentric Theory

You know, in the old days we had a prevalent theory of the Universe where the Sun revolved around the Earth. It was the Roman citizen Claudius Ptolemy who proposed this model of the Sun revolving around a stationary Earth. I expect that Ptolemy was standing on Earth, and noticed what seemed to be the Sun revolving around the Earth.

For a long time … for about 1400 years … this geocentric notion of the nature of the Universe was pretty much universally held by humankind. And then came along Nicolaus Copernicus, in 1543, who proposed that Earth revolved around the Sun.

Now this was important … first of all, because it was truer for a greater variety of beings in the Universe … such as, for instance, the Solar devi, who had a different perspective on the motion of celestial bodies than did we humans on Earth … or such as the Angelic Realm, which could see things from a totally different perspective as well. (The devi are, in fact, one branch of the Angelic Realm.)

And also, this more helpful theory of a solarcentric earth-solar relationship helped humankind to predict various sky events that were difficult to explain, according to the old theory.

So here we have an example of one theory … from the point of view of one person … and accepted by humankind, for a long time, as being helpful; and another theory … somewhat more refined … from a different perspective, supplanting that later on.

Physics: General Relativity and Quantum Mechanics versus String Theory

The same is true, as I understand it … although I do not know much about it … of String Theory as a predictive tool. There were two theories … General Relativity and Quantum Mechanics … preceding that, which partly explained what was going on. And then, String Theory has been put forth, that explains a good deal more.

 

Self-Evolution: Cause and Effect versus Multitemporality and Multidimensionality

And multidimensional, multitemporal theory is an advancement over the notions of cause and effect, as a model for the Universe. Multitemporality and multidimensionality … working with timelines and working with dimensions … offer humankind many more possibilities in terms of self-evolution than did previous theories of cause and effect.

Religion: Heaven, Purgatory, and Hell versus the Notion of Reincarnations and Soul Evolution

When we look at the history of religious doctrine, the notions of heaven and hell and purgatory are like these other ideas that are valid in their own way, but only from a certain perspective. And the reason for this is, they offer a person a slice of reality based on only one timeline … and further: Only one moment in the astral life.

Basically what happened is that some great prophet or sage, or maybe a number of them, in centuries past, viewed what was happening when people passed on … in what state they found themselves, once they were released from physical form into astral form … depending, as we know, upon the coarseness or refinement of their astral matter.

So those people wrote down, as truth, that a person who lives a life that coarsens his astral matter, finds himself in great suffering when he passes on; and that a person who lives a very saintly life, where the astral matter becomes very refined, finds himself in a heavenworld when he passes on; and then there are those people, in between, who end up in purgatory … Very valid, from the standpoint of that one moment in time, when we pass on.

As I understand it, this belief is held by Christians, Hindus, Buddhists, and Theosophists, although, of course, with significant differences in teachings as to what may occur for the Soul thereafter.

 

Religion: Reincarnation and Soul Evolution versus the Notion of Multiple Incarnations All Taking Place Simultaneously in the Eternal Now

There is the notion put forth by Hindus, Buddhists, and Theosophists, each in their own way, of the evolution of the Soul from the astral plane, into the mental plane … and the time spent learning, the time spent in absorption of the Soul lesson of the incarnation there. Then there is the choice of a new incarnation, and a new Soul lesson.

Multitemporality: Incarnation from the Stance of the Eternal Soul

Moving on, into multitemporality, there is a notion that, at the same time … in the same instant of the Now … we are living out all these incarnations, as eternal Souls.

  • So we can switch from incarnation to incarnation, any time we want.
  • We can switch, within an incarnation, to the beginning or the end of it.
  • We can switch also dimensionally, as far as quality of our existence is concerned.
  • We can switch spatially, from presence on Earth to presence in any solar system, to presence in everything at once,
  • In our expanded perspective, we have causality within a timeline, which holds the timeline together.
  • We have the possibility of complete Free Will as to where we place our Awareness … on what timeline or on what dimension we place our Awareness … so that our Soul experience becomes whatever we wish it to be.
  • This decreases the importance of cause and effect on our Awareness. We are no longer trapped within cause and effect, within a causal reality.
  • We exist more in the realm of free will and of the All.

These are features of the space time continuum choices of which we can avail ourselves here on Earth for the next 2,000 years, during the Great Age of Light now underway. So I say: Best to take advantage of these tools, and learn what we can about this new way of viewing reality! Let us see what it has to offer us in terms of Soul wisdom and Soul learning.

–revised; from Link: “On Refinement of Scientific Theories,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 5 August 2016; transcribed on 10 February 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-5ZP ..


REINCARNATIONAL EXPERIENCES AND ARCHETYPAL CULTURAL MEMORIES      top

 

I was walking with the Sierra Club just now, in the mountains, and then I fell a little behind, and so now I am walking on my own. I bet they will wait up with me a little bit later on, though. That is usually the way.

I just thought I would mention something another member and I were talking about, while we were walking. And that is, the way to hold reincarnational experiences.

It is kind of a hard topic to talk to another person about because a lot of people do not believe in reincarnation. That is just their mental filter: They do not believe. Other people have memories that have woken up, in them, about past incarnations … And they believe in reincarnation. And there are people of a psychological bent, who believe that reincarnational memories are really the archetypal memories of mankind, of humankind.

So over however long you believe humankind have existed … and that range is from millions of years, to two thousand years … or maybe less, for all I know, depending on your mental filter … whatever that length of time may be, the psychological theory goes that there are certain deeply implanted memories, and all the people, say, in one culture, have certain archetypal images which they feel could appear like past lifetime.

There is at least one other point of view about this; and that is, that we exist in the Now … in a medium that really contains neither time nor space … and that all these memories that we have, are not of the past or future lifetimes, but are all happening right now, multidimensionally, at the same moment in the Now. And that is the theory to which I subscribe.

Thought of Creating an Incarnational Picture Scrapbook

 

To get on with that story from the beginning of this blog, my fellow Sierra Club member and I were talking of my idea of starting an incarnational scrapbook, so every time I came across the memory of an incarnation … or an archetypal memory, as the case may be … I would look for a picture that reminded me of that lifetime, and make a scrapbook that contains pictures that remind me of all my incarnations.

Would that not be a cool thing? It would be a wonderful learning tool for families that believe in reincarnation; they could teach their children to start a scrapbook like that.

So there is that story about incarnations, and different ways of holding them, and how we can all agree to disagree … or agree to agree in some way … about things that we hold differently because of our mental filters.

–revised; from Link: “Incarnational Scrapbook,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 12 February 2015; published 16 February 2015; revised on 10 February 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6vW ..


ROMANCE AND THE VICTIM-AGGRESSOR PARADIGM      top

 

I have a little to say about the aggressor-victim paradigm and the role that men and women are playing in the third and fourth dimensions, first keeping in mind that most of us have had an approximately equal number of incarnations as men and as women.

How the Stressors of the Awakening Ante Up the Drive to Aggression in Men

As you may know, in men on Earth today the drive to aggression, because of the hormone balance of men, is greater than the drive to aggression amongst women. What that leads to quite frequently … although sometimes the roles are reversed … is men being the aggressors in, say, romantic situation.

In the worst cases, where there is negative aggressive emotion in the electromagnetic field of a man as the clearing takes place, he can act out his aggressions. Quite frequently, as any law enforcement officer could tell you, this aggression is directed to those physically closest to him. In most cases, this is the man’s family.

As with any stressor, I feel you will find, as the clearing continues, that men have a tendency to express negative Soul wounding in the area of aggression more than women do. In general, in the third and fourth dimensions, aggression is a feature that creates this Duality play. Whoever it is that is expressing aggression is interacting in the etheric net arena, and in the electromagnetic field arena, with people who are expressing victimhood. That is the major feature of the third and fourth dimensional Duality play: The expression of aggression, and the expression of victimhood.

On Righteousness and Blame with Regard to Aggression and Victimhood

I remember that, years ago, when I was watching television, I used to watch “Lifetime Channel for Women.” I remember that channel; every day it would feature situations where men were abusive to women, and women would get their say; they would get their ‘what for’; they would somehow accuse the men of something, and then they would be recognized by society for having revealed the depth of iniquity of the man. [laughs]

A Broader Soul Perspective: Incarnational Expression of the Roles of Aggressor and Victim

That is not really the way that reality is; that is the way that the Duality play was constructed. If you say to yourself, as a woman, “I have the short end of the stick,” you are not really where it is at with regard to the Awakening. If you are a woman, for sure, in your last lifetime or the lifetime before, you were a man; you were the aggressor.

In your blueprint are the modes of expression, and the past-lifetime experiences, of both men and women whose roles you have enacted on Earth. All of those are going to need to clear; not just your current state of feeling to be a victim, but also all your prior states of having been the aggressor. [chuckles]

And vice versa: For men, you have within you many, many lifetimes of victimhood as woman that need to clear; and many, many lifetimes of aggression as men.

Expression of Feral Drives and Animal Instincts During Incarnation: The Desire to Mate, the Mothering Instinct, Territorial Protection, and Territorial Aggression

I do not mean to minimize your Higher Mental Body’s activity and your spiritual nature; it is just that the Lower Mental Body … the desire elemental … during these lifetimes expressed these feral drives or animal instincts. That kept us on Earth, in the Duality play: Aggression; the mothering instinct … the desire to take care of children; the desire to protect territory; the desire to mate.

The birth experience and the death experience are the other two, which stand outside of the feral instincts, but are basic to the human experience.

–from Link: “Romance and the Aggressor-Victim Paradigm,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 10 August 2016; published on 13 August 2016 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-60Q ..


INCARNATIONAL TOUCHSTONES      top

 

Image: “The River,” by Carla Lovato … https://i.etsystatic.com/5581158/r/il/eedccd/79572444/il_570xN.79572444.jpg … DESCRIPTION: Flowing diagonally through the image, from upper right to lower left, is a watercourse with the faces of 11 men and women in it. Top left: A full moon shining over a barren, craggy landscape. Bottom right: A tree with a thick trunk and strong roots. Imprint: “copyright Carla Lovato” … COMMENT: This image was eerily close to that I saw in the vision described below, except that I saw a river that was a time tunnel. Archetypal Sounds floating swiftly along, and the time tunnel was flowing out away from me, from outside my bedroom window.

Introduction

I thought I would tell you about a vision I had years ago … the same year that my mother passed on …

I had an experience of very deep Soul anxiety, many years ago. I remember lying in bed for three days, feeling that I could not move, and that there was nothing at all that I could do about it. And that had to do with the experience of deep grief that I was feeling.

Archetypal Sounds: Rites of Passage

And during those three days … from which I eventually arose, a completely different person … during that time of transition, I had a very deep vision one night. I fell into a vision of being in a time tunnel, and of experiencing a lifetime … not the current lifetime, but another lifetime … as sounds of Rites of Passage [or alternatively, as ‘Archeypal Sounds’].

There were only four; and those summed up the entire lifetime …

  • I heard the wail of a baby being born … the first cry of a child …
  • I heard the ecstatic cry of a woman, as she climaxed during intercourse …
  • I heard her cry out in anguish as she gave birth …
  • And I heard the last sob of breath, as she passed on, from physical, into astral form …

And those sounds disappeared down the tunnel of time that I envisioned, They disappeared and whirled away.

That was an incredible experience. Ever since then, I have taken into account what this society so frequently overlooks: The milestones of the evolution of a human life. And I feel that, in future, these milestones will receive more recognition, through Ceremony, in human society.

And surely it should be so, that the entire community would recognize …

  • the child reaching puberty;
  • the rite of union, whether it be through marriage or however it should evolve in future;
  • the rite of birth … that is another wonderful experience that deserves nurturing … it deserves some people in the community helping a pregnant woman, and helping after the birth, I feel … and honoring that experience, so that the child can have a good start in life.
  • and the rite of death … that that milestone should no longer be veiled in secrecy, but rather, celebrated in joy.

–from Link: “Incarnational Touchstones,” a vision by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 10 August 2016; published on 13 August 2016; transcribed on 6 October 2018; revised on 23 June 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-60X ..


SCHOOL      top
A Poem by Alice B. Clagett
2 July 2018

 

What bookish notion schools a bairn
rapt, like a crayfish by a languid bourne?

What did that crawdad ever learn,
that it knew not on finding form?

How, in fact, shall I take in
all the beings that I am?

How frisk the veil of by and by
where tens on tens of folks be I ?

— one just borning and the next full grown
— one soft cocooning, in carnation’s womb
— one swift careening through an astral gloom
turning, hand outstretched, to angelic lumen

Now regal male decked rough, reared up full wild
Now just past childhood mother cradling her own child

Guerrero here, there carpenter or nun
Pagan, Christian, wondering One
Trying, falling, free, then bound
yearning, spurning, missing, found!

How may we reckon age or race or wealth?
How learn the weight of wisdom of our Self?

How find a mooring in this place, that time
when placeless timeless Hearts toward God incline?

He is the flower of the Soul
His the enthralling, star-spanned role
His is the basket that all lives enspline
He is the teacher, He the rhyme

–from Link: “School,” a poem by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 1 July 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-9ty ..

 


THE LAST TIME WE PASSED ON      top
A Poem by Alice B. Clagett
18 February 2012

 

What if we remembered
the last time we passed on?
That moment
of wild, sweet surrender!

That would be the end of the play, wouldn’t it?
The jig would be up.
Divine Ma would be our every thought.
So, then, why stick around?

To hear her laughter in the breeze,
tickling the trees;

in the tiny pop
of waves’ farewell bubbles,
stranded on the shore;

in the bliss of birds’
“good morning” to the day;

in the soft footfalls
of a cat, from room to room;

in the joyful abrogation
of the space between the words,
and the space between the worlds
within us.

Image: “Beseeching,” by Alice B. Clagett, 2016, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

Image: “Beseeching,” by Alice B. Clagett, 2016, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com .. 

–from Link: “The Last Time We Passed On,” a poem by Alice B. Clagett, written on 18 February 2012;  published on 22 December 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-kSI ..


ALICE’S MEMORIES OF OTHER INCARNATIONS      top

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Alice’s Story: My Own Cross-Gender, Multi-Racial, and Multi-Cultural Incarnational Memories

 

I remember past lifetimes ..

  • both as a man and as a woman.
  • Also as a Native American (2 lifetimes as a man),
  • Chinese (a woman, in ancient time, on the east coast of China),
  • 2 lifetimes as a woman in India, and so on.

For me, one of the perks of remembering past lifetimes is letting down my mental filters regarding gender, race, culture and nationality. It is a bit of a rude awakening, at first, but in the sum, since I can remember being all these things, how can I see them as ‘other than I’?

Memories of Varying Social Values and Personalities in Other Incarnations. And also, my social values and personality in past lifetimes were totally foreign to that in my present lifetime. As you may imagine, that is sometimes not a good thing from the perspective of this lifetime. But from the notion of rounding out our experience of Duality, I can see it is ok. It helps me more easily forgive others in this lifetime for having the same values I once had in other lifetimes … although it is not always all that easy!

–from Link: “DNA Activation of Light to Change Race or Culture,” by the Hathors through Alice B. Clagett, published on 22 January 2015; revised on 15 May 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6he ..

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Alice’s Memory of a Past Lifetime as a Man

 

I am reminded of the first time I remembered a past lifetime. It so happened, in that past lifetime I was a man, and of a sudden, I remembered my point of view back then. At the time, I had had no idea … I mean, I had had no understanding of how men are. I had a woman’s point of view. And the minute I realized that I had been, in a recent past lifetime, a man, and that I had had the point of view that I, in this feminine lifetime, considered alien, I was very shocked. It was very jarring also, to find myself in a completely different perspective suddenly.

So, I just thought I would talk to you today, a little today …

  • about what we see,
  • and what we do not see,
  • and what is sustaining us,
  • and what is restraining us … that is invisible to us.

It is something to think about.

–revised; from Link: “Unseen Forces,” stories and visions by Alice B. Clagett, published on 12 July 2013; revised 29 June 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6AO ..

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My Grandfather Royden Douglas Clagett

Introduction: My Father’s Father

Here is a photo (left) of my grandfather Royden Douglas Clagett, who passed on before I was born, and (right) of me at about 8 years of age. All my youth I wished I had known my father’s father, who had spent summers with my grandmother, my father, and my father’s six brothers on the farm across the road from my rural family home …

Image: My grandfather, Royden Douglas Clagett (3 September 1881 – 23 October 1937), who passed on before I was born, and me at about 8 years of age, compiled by Alice B. Clagett, 26 January 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: My grandfather, Royden Douglas Clagett (3 September 1881 – 23 October 1937), who passed on before I was born, and me at about 8 years of age, compiled by Alice B. Clagett, 26 January 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

I straightened out the photos for the composite photo. In the original, his head was bent a little to the left, and mine was bent a little to the right. From his photo, it looks to me as if he may have raised his right eyebrow a little more than the left eyebrow; while I raise the left a little more than the right.

There is something about our eyes and way of feeling in these two photos that strikes me as similar; I cannot quite peg it.

Although my grandfather and I never met, I feel a Soul kinship with him even today.

I have had several visions in which it seemed to me that I was my grandfather in an incarnation before this current one, after my incarnation as a little girl who passed on in a German concentration camp. In those startling visions, it was as if I were experiencing his male incarnation as my own.

–from Link: “My Father’s Father,” by Alice B. Clagett, compiled and published on 26 January 2020, compiled and published on 26 January 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-gaD ..

Memory of the Moment of Passing of My Father’s Father

 

The below incarnational story I classify as maybe just a vision, or possibly a vision of a prior incarnation. It was an extremely vivid vision. In my mind I linked it with a vision I had while doing kundalini yoga very early one morning many years ago. In that first vision I saw a blue-eyed, lean farmer getting down off a tractor. He was full of life; he had a spry walk and a mischievous gleam in his eye; and he was right good looking. He was no one I had met. But at the moment I looked into his eyes, I had the shocking recognition that this man was me. It was my first empathic experience with someone not of my gender in this lifetime. Since that day, I have had a better understanding of men … almost as if I might be that farmer one minute, and myself the next.

My father’s father had passed on some while before I was born, and I have always wished I had a chance to know him. From the start, I somehow felt that farmer might have been my grandfather; and I wondered whether, by some twist of fate, I might have been my grandfather in my second to last prior lifetime. Then later I had this vision of the moment of my grandfather’s passing, which, in a way, fulfilled my wish that I might have met him. The vividness of this vision once more made me wonder whether I had, after all, been my grandfather in my last, but one, prior lifetime.

In the second vision, one of my grandfather’s last sad thoughts was that he would never see his beloved wife again. It was, to me, heart-rending to hear his farewell thoughts of her. Were I to have been he, then that might account for the closeness I felt, as a child, with my grandmother, who lived only half a mile from my family home.

Too, it might account for the fact I was named after her, and that I was inclined, from birth, to spiritual devotion, as were she and my grandfather, though the other members of my natal family were more inclined towards the practical matters of life in the world. It might also account for her gift of her engagement ring, given her by my grandfather, to me on my 16th birthday.

The vision I had, which puts the place of my grandfather’s death at the entrance from Ritchie-Marlboro Road, Upper Marlboro, Maryland, to his family’s farm Ingleside …

Link: “Ingleside: My Grandmother Clagett’s Place,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, published on 7 December 2014; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-4TC ..

… differs in location from the place and manner of passing recorded in our family’s oral historical tradition.

My Grandfather or Myself in a Just Prior Incarnation?

 

This morning I woke up again with another unusual astral experience or vision. I saw a scene where someone a good deal older than I (that is to say, from an earlier time historically) … it would have been not in the last generation, but in the one before it, because of the way he spoke … just at the moment of sudden death, and needing to stay on Earth and care for his family, was just finding himself in the position of not being able to stay here.

I realized this was my father’s father Roy D. Clagett, whose wife was my deeply cherished grandmother Alice Delores Clagett. He was the grandfather I had always longed to meet, but had not had the opportunity to meet, as he had passed on before I was born.

It was as if the Soul wounding of that gentleman were clearing … and almost as if I were that gentleman, clearing that. I could hear all his thoughts as he passed on. And I saw a good deal of the details around that passing on.

I have to say, I was very impressed with him. Never have I met him, but he had a way of thinking: He was thinking of God all the time. And he would use God’s name in his thoughts, just as part of his gentle way of thinking.

I am blessed to have had a chance to encounter my grandfather, in a moment that was supremely important to him in his life … a moment of crisis, of change … and soon to be Soul renewal, I am sure, at that point …

And right now I would like to say a prayer, as the Sun sets on another beautiful day: A prayer for those who have passed on, that they may find rest, and peace, and that they may know God.

I pray for all the dearly departed, especially those that have been forgotten now, who may have passed a long time ago, especially through sudden death, or catastrophic situations for which the Soul has no chance to plan in advance, and who might be lingering here on Earth still. I pray that they may find rest, and peace, and that they may know God.

And I pray too, that those who have lost their loved ones through accident, sudden illness or injury, or through any kind of catastrophe, should have a chance to recover from their grief, and to live fulfilling lives. Happy lives. And that they may be made whole again, in the wisdom and knowledge of God.

–revised; from Link: “Memory of the Moment of Passing of My Father’s Father,” a vision by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 18 January 2018; revised on 14 September 2018, on 7 February 2019, and on 17 May 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-8ga ..

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Second Incarnational Story: The Hitler Death Camp Sublieutenant

 

I know of an instance that had to do with one of the concentration camps … I wonder, could it have been Auschwitz-Birkenau? … during the Second World War in Germany, where many people of Jewish faith lost their lives. There was an instance of a person incarnated as a man … a fair-haired Caucasian man, and those were greatly favored by that regime as being a superior race.

That man was chosen to supervise this concentration camp, or to have an authoritative role in this concentration camp. And some of the things that he did … What should I say? … it is such a painful vision for me! … He did personally dispatch, with his pistol, quite a few people of Jewish culture, and many children; many families, including my own.

Alice’s Vision of Herself and Her Family in the Concentration Camp

 

In a vision, I seemed to recall this part of his story very vividly, because at the time I was only three years old. I was a little girl three years of age. I had, in that incarnation, it seemed, a younger sister, about 2 years of age (who was my next eldest sister in today’s lifetime) and an infant brother (who was my brother in today’s lifetime). My father in that lifetime I have not met in this lifetime, but it seemed to me my mother in that lifetime was a woman meditation teacher I had in this lifetime … in fact, a devoted student of the very man who murdered her in that other lifetime, in the Nazi concentration camp.

When my family arrived at the camp, murder and death were all around us. The man with the gun told me that, if I would be his wife, I could save the lives of my family. He put a wedding ring on my finger, and after one night, I remember we stood, in the morning light, I on his right side, before my family. My father stood on my left, before us. Next to him was my mother, holding my infant brother. On my right, before me, was my younger sister.

Hope blossomed in my breast, that they would be saved. Just as I felt this, the blonde man next to me raised his handgun … a Luger, I think it is called … as if to shoot my father. I looked up, tears in my eyes, and begged him not to. With no thought at all, quick as a snake, he turned the pistol at a downward slant, because of my slight height, and shot. The bullet angled down through my left shoulder, into my body, and I feel down dead.

Yet through the ghostly vision of my astral form, suddenly freed from my physical body, in this time of great distress, I saw this man raise his pistol and, with utter sangfroid, murder every member of my family, except for my young sister. Then, taking the wedding ring from my lifeless hand, he placed it on the finger of my sister …

–revised; from Link: “Reincarnation, the Law of Karma, and God’s Sense of Humor,” visions by Alice B. Clagett, published on 25 September 2014 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7mz .. 

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Incarnational Memories by Alice: Cuyamaca Omen
A Poem by Alice B. Clagett
1 May 2017

 

Once I ran
a leaf-strewn path
beside a sometime mountain stream
my family
ground its meal by

Young then, but lithe,
I was
the Silent Runner

It was the black bear
took my life
Still wondering —
What will this brave boy
become?

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Later I walked
Those mountain paths
Saw him fly by,
heading downstream

I stopped to nap
under our family’s oak tree,
Woke with a start!
What’s that behind me?

But it was
only a coyote child.

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Yesterday
the air was full
of omens

What should I do?
I asked
my Cuyamaca dad

You are, he said,
My cherished one —
Go quick!
May these thy feet
touch not one leaf!

And so I fled
back to the quiet places —

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Dad, dad!
Once more I am
the silent runner!

–from Link: “Demonic Clearing Yesterday, to Do with World War II,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 21 September 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-ab0 ..

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Incarnational Memories by Alice: The Vision of the Cuyamaca Native American Boy
27 June 2014

 

Once I was hiking in the Cuyamaca wilderness, in Southern California. And as I turned to retrace my steps, back towards the road, I was walking higher up than a creek. And on the other side of the creek was a little trail … a deer trail. All around were live oaks … California live oaks; very beautiful!

And there, running along the deer path, I saw, in a vision, a Native American child about eight years old … a boy … running, very lithely and quickly, along the trail. And I could not tell! … He was kind of transparent, so I guess maybe he was a shade. I waiver on that … Maybe he was a ghost … And sometimes I think, maybe it was me a long time ago.

And the thing I got from that is: He was so at one with the forest floor, the leaves of the oak trees on the forest floor, it was as if he were part of the oak trees and the water … But in human form.

I was very happy to see a child so at one with everything around him.

And then he faded out and disappeared. And that was my first vision.

–revised; from Link: “Two Native American Visions,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 27 June 2014; revised on 26 December 2017 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-892 ..

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Remembering a Death Date of One of My Native American Incarnations
11 March 2012

 

I was thinking about the lifetime when I sat on that western mesa, wrapped warm in a good blanket, watched the sun set … oh, so beautiful … watched the night sky blossom with stars, and felt, with a steady heart, as my life left me.

I thought, Why not? And journeyed back, to sit beside him, hand on that old, courageous shoulder, my heart his own.

I, who will be, am here with you now.

–from Link: “Journal Entry: 11 March 2012,” by Alice B. Clagett, written on 11 March 2012 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-86M ..

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Incarnational Memories by Alice: The Vision of the Native American Elder Who Faced Death with Calm Courage
27 June 2014

 

I had a vision of an older Native American brave, sitting with a blanket wrapped around him, near the Eastern edge of a mesa, in the Southwestern part of what is now the United States.

This person, I could tell was me, for sure, in a past life. He was sitting, watching a red sun, rising or setting, off in the distance. And he was feeling and knowing, that it was his time to pass.

The thing that was so amazing to me about that vision and that memory, is the complete acceptance of such a great change … this change we call death, or passing. Such an amazing settledness about it. Such courage, and such strength of character. Unwavering understanding that death is just a part of life. Without any regrets at all, he was watching and knowing, and understanding the cycle of life.

That memory has stood me in good stead over the years; and especially now, when so many things are changing because of the Ascension process. I remember how brave I was once, and it helps me to be more courageous now.

–revised; from Link: “Two Native American Visions,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 27 June 2014; revised on 26 December 2017 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-892 ..

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Incarnational Memories by Alice: Norse Viking Wife and Norse Sagas

 

I can remember being a woman amongst the Norsemen, long centuries ago. I was the wife of a Viking. It was in Scandinavia that our longhouse was built. It was in an area rather flat, shielded from the western winds by a rounded ridge of land running south to north and four times the height of a grown man.

The door to our longhouse was to the south, and it ran, a little like the ridge of land, from south to north, having been built 20 paces from it. Near the house were evergreen trees. The trees were twice as tall as our roundhouse, There were not too many of the trees, but for that land, deep in snow in wintertime, it was a nice setting in which to build a house.

I remember I was a sturdily built woman, not given too much to speech. I remember waiting, in my 30s, more than a year for my husband’s return from a raiding expedition. I remember how long winter was there, and how physically strong my young children and my family were; how able they were to resist the cold.

 

I can remember reading, in this current incarnation, the Norse myths. I recall reading about the Norse settlement of Greenland, and of the further Norse explorations of Newfoundland, and on down the Mississippi River, and also of their diminution in Greenland, and finally the deaths of the last Norse settlers there. As I read these stories, it was as if I remembered them happening to me.

It could be that these sagas were handed down from generation to generation amongst the Norsemen, and that I was a storyteller in that long-ago incarnation as a Viking woman.

I recall having the DNA of my family line checked through National Geographic, and finding out that my ancestral line came from Africa, passed through the Neanderthal settlements in Europe (and so, may have picked up some Neanderthal genes though intermarriage). Then it passed down through Norway to England, arriving there at about the time when William the Conqueror successfully overtook the British Isle. Thus it is possible that the memories I have may have had to do with an ancestor of mine, whose memories are stored in my own etheric or DNA template.

–from “Link: “Transformation Through the Incoming Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 23 March 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-h0g ..

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The Second Story about War: Incarnational Memories by Alice . Alice’s Vision . The Christian and the Saracen
Note: The first story in the original blog did not have to do with my incarnational memories.

I have three more stories to tell you about war, and they have to do with putative past incarnations of my own. I have more war stories, but I’ll only tell three more today.

 

The first story was explained to me by a spiritual counselor. It had to do with the time during the Christian crusades, when the Christians were seeking the Holy Grail and warring against the Saracen. My counselor described that I was a crusader at that time; a man.

I went off to war, and there was just a moment, that I seemed to remember from that war, when I faced a Saracen of about the same stature as myself, in mortal combat. And he and I killed each other during that war.

I remember a recent insight I had about that. I asked: Which was me?

I remembered that holographic audiovidual clip. I remembered the moment we had killed each other, but I couldn’t tell which was which … which was I and which the Saracen. And my spirit guides (through the spiritual counselor from whom I was learning) said that I was both of them.

This is an interesting fact: That when we war, we think that we’re warring against someone else, but in fact, we’re warring against ourselves, and injuring or killing our own Spirit through war.  And I had never thought of it, until Spirit advised me of this.

–revised; from Link: “War Trauma – William Beanes – Star-Spangled Banner … a ghost story and 3 visions,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 3 December 2014 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7Ox ..

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The Third Story about War: Incarnational Memories by Alice . Alice’s Vision . Killed by a Comrade in Arms Over Love for a Woman

 

Long, long ago, in the times which we would term barbaric, I seem to remember having been a warrior by trade. I had a comrade in arms; we would go to war together, and fight battles. And up until the time I, as in a mist, seemed to remember, we had survived together.

My friend had a wife. And for reasons I no longer remember, it seems he found me one day in flagrante delicto with his wife. Naturally, I begged his forgiveness. He was my best friend, my only friend.

He was so upset … he was so caught up in the passion of the moment … that he killed me. He killed me with a short knife.

From my point of view, in that story there was a tremendous sense of incompletion, which I might have carried down to other contexts, along those lines, through other incarnations, if such reincarnational stories be true.

I think it’s the warrior spirit. It’s the feeling of killing our fellow man, that causes us to act so quickly, and so in error, with regard to our own brotherhood with all humanity. That’s the second story.

It may be that I have had many great incarnations, but the only ones that come to me, in this lifetime, as possible memories, are the ones that need completing because there was so much suffering involved, from that perspective.

–revised, from Link: “War Trauma – William Beanes – Star-Spangled Banner … a ghost story and 3 visions,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 3 December 2014 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7Ox ..

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The Fourth Story about War: Incarnational Memories by Alice . Alice’s Vision . The Delirious, Mortally Wounded Soldier Who Killed His Wife by Mistake

 

I’d like to tell the last story about war. I saw kind of a mental movie. I remembered something from the distant past, during the Revolutionary War, about a man who had a family and went to war.

There was a fierce battle, and his wife sent her children to a female friend to take care of, and went to the battlefield to search, among the dead and dying, for her husband, to see if she could save him.

She found him there, walking on the field of battle. She didn’t know he had a head wound, and that he was delirious because of it. The doctors on the field of battle had tried to help him, but they had been unable to. He had broken free of them, and was roaming about, delirious.

He saw his wife, and didn’t know … didn’t recognize her. And he killed her with that little gun they had in those days. Then as he lay dying, he shot himself.

And the last thought that he had, as he passed on, in that battlefield, was of how much he loved his wife, and how much he wanted to be with her, and make love to her one more time. In that final scene of that incarnation, he saw his penis like a sword; like an implement of war, and like a sign of the courage that one must have in facing battle.

And his wife’s last thought as she lay dying was: What would become of her children?

Terrible story! After seeing this audiovisual clip or vision, enacted in vivid detail … including what the people looked like, and what the battlefield was, and the concern about the children …

I said to Spirit: Which person was I, in that situation? 

And Spirit said: You were both. 

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There you have two stories that corroborate the notion that, when we war, we war only against ourselves. And the trauma that we feel, when we war … the terrible trauma of seeing ourselves injure fellow eternal Souls, in physical form … goes with us to the grave, and must be cleared, even if we reach a new incarnation.

All that must be cleared from our beautiful being of Light, for us to remember, once more, the glorious, loving beings that we are.

–from Link: “War Trauma – William Beanes – Star-Spangled Banner … a ghost story and 3 visions,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 3 December 2014 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7Ox ..

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Alice’s Incarnational Stories: A Child in India

 

I will tell you what happened in that other lifetime …

It was a century or so ago; I was a child in India. I was a child of two or three; I had just learned to walk. I was with my mom at a market in India. You know, the markets in India … they are not like markets in the United States. It is an open air market, and there is a lot of commotion and confusion.

A sadhu walked by. To me, he was an older person; but probably, I guess, maybe in his thirties. And he had the typical sadhu appearance …

Image: “Sadhus Walking on Kathmandu Durbar Square,” taken by Peter Akkermans, Konica Minolta Digital Camera, Nepal, May 2007; transferred from en.wikipedia to Commons by Usr: Quadell, CC BY-SA 3.0 Unported

Image: “Sadhus Walking on Kathmandu Durbar Square,” taken by Peter Akkermans, Konica Minolta Digital Camera, Nepal, May 2007; transferred from en.wikipedia to Commons by Usr: Quadell, CC BY-SA 3.0 Unported

I was intrigued by his spiritual air. Even at the age of two or three, I had an interest in spirituality. Magically … I started following him. And while I was following him … I was not even aware of it … I lost my mother in the crowd.

I found myself in completely strange surroundings. He turned; and he saw me following him. He saw the look in my eyes, that I wanted to be a spiritual student of his. His eyes hardened, and he threw me down into a filthy gutter.

There I was, completely lost, and covered with foul matter! And you know, life is not of much value in India … or at least, back then it was not.

I was crying in the gutter, and a woman found me, and took pity on me. She cleaned me, and fed me, and raised me up as if I were her own child. I was extremely fortunate in that!

In my latter years … after I had married a husband, and raised my children … there was time, at the end of my life, for me to practice kirtan. There were years in which I was able to practice kirtan every day, and sing with the other ladies in the temple. It was pretty cool. It was a very cool experience!

But the thing is, the sadhu later incarnated as a guru well respected by many people even today. What am I to do? For me, that kind of person is not the kind of teacher for me. For the next person, it might be just their cup of tea.

On an Attitude of Religious Tolerance

 

I think we, as spiritual people … during this process when everybody’s thoughts are becoming transparent to everybody else … I think we need to stand back, and be very copacetic with all the other spiritual groups’ religious beliefs … with their spiritual teachers, their ascended masters, and their gurus.

If we are Christian, let us not laugh at people who are Buddhist; Buddhism is their sincere belief. If we are people who have had bad experiences, in past lifetimes, with spiritual teachers that are much revered by groups today, then let us give them the space to do what they wish.

And let us be careful not to criticize them in any way: For this is their choice, on their path to higher consciousness. And most particularly, let us not curse other people, simply because they are not on our spiritual path. Let us not harbor vengeance, or hardness of heart, or desire to get even with them for not believing what we believe.

Otherwise, as the Ascension process continues, we will create for ourselves a terrible experience of hell … or I should say, purgatory … because there in the middle of us, in our hearts, that is where we are not free to express our true selves, because of the opinion of other people.

There is something about forgiveness … It just immediately lifts up the heart, and lifts up the Soul to a higher level of the astral plane. It is not an easy thing to do. In my case there are people that have been pursuing me on the astral plane for years for this reason.

And I used to take it very seriously. Witchcraft? No, I do not think so! … Curses? No, I do not think so! These charms, and this manipulation of the second chakra, to get me to be a different way? I do not think so! I Am I! I Am That Am!

Today, it got to be pretty excruciating again. So finally I thought: Why not just laugh and let it go? … I will have a little fun … I will make it a lighthearted situation.

Most likely, it is not the spiritual teachers that are involved; most likely it is the group consensus. It is the social contract of the group that is causing this. And if the purpose of the group is to be in consensus, each with the other, because everyone is concerned about everybody else’s opinion, then a little lighthearted fun might have them go away.

I tried a little of that. I did not want to be too heavy duty; but like a little child: Oh my gosh. this is so silly! I can’t believe it! And that worked out right well for me.

–revised; from Link: “Purgatory: Astral Subplane 4N,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 16 August 2015; published on 22 April 2016 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-5a7 ..

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The Children of the Tiger

Introduction

 

I had a wonderful vision last night. I will do my best to describe it …

Last night the air was full of the grace coming into the field of humanity through the ongoing coronal mass ejections. Sometimes it felt like nectar, thick like honey, deep and nourishing.

The soul of Earth, the astral plane, had for a week been roiling and clearing. My experience of reality had been shifting moment to moment, and this shifting had been accelerating all day. By nightfall, the panorama of earthly scenes and scenarios came and went in the wink of an eye, interspersed with moments of peaceful tranquility, with a footing in what I’ve in this lifetime known as ‘reality’.

I took a rest at nightfall, and when I awoke, the air was blurry. Was I going through a veil? I heard this gentle admonition: Go out in the back yard. Waste not a moment — do it now! So I did. The moment I stepped outdoors the air became more clear.

In the dark, cool night, as I stood in the back yard, I heard a motor vehicle drive up and park on the street in front of my house, and the threat energy intensified. Then I felt the soles of my feet on the ground. I saw the distant, gentle starshine, and noticed that the coyotes, with their rustling, and their melodious, poignant songs, had gone off somewhere. All was still.

I said to myself: I will go to the front yard and stand in conscious awareness before this threat energy. The minute I thought that, I heard the engine start, and the vehicle sped away.

As I walked toward the house, I remembered a lifetime in a village in Southeast Asia. I was a strong young man. There was a threat of a tiger on the prowl.

I walked to my back porch, to the patio door, and saw a reflection of myself. The dress and blanket I was wearing, and my reflected face, shifted to the image of that young Asian monk. Then it shifted again, to another, older monk, with the left side of his face greatly disfigured by the claws of a tiger. I watched his eyes, and saw that, for him, the wounding was countered by the steady calm of his Soul. And I remembered the story …

The Story

 

The tiger came to the village, and attacked the head monk. This monk asked me to go and kill the tiger. He told me how to do so with compassion, so that the peace and tranquility of this world would be upheld.

And so I did. As the tiger lay dying, I saw her two children, and I felt her desperate desire to protect and nourish them. I looked into her eyes and promised her: Set these concerns aside and pass on in peace. I shall protect and cherish thy children.

In an alternate world, I saw her to be a woman in human form; a woman at the same time fierce and loving, deeply steeped in Spirit.

And then the tiger passed on. I carried her two cubs back to the village, to the pallet where my teacher lay, with a healing poultice on the left side of his face. My teacher blessed the tiger’s children.

Time passed, and I never ceased to tell them the story of their mother’s courage, and of the fierce love she had for them. They grew tall and handsome, one walking on either side of me through the forests round the village. They were like my own sons, and I their father.

PS: There is a beautiful Taoist poem about neutral mind and a tiger at Link: “A Poem by a Taoist Priest” … https://www.pocketmindfulness.com/a-poem-by-a-taoist-priest/ ..

–revised; from Link: Incarnational Stories by Alice: The Children of the Tiger,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 26 October 2013 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7a9 ..

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FIVE OF MY INCARNATIONS

 

I have three stories to tell about incarnations I remember (just a few of them), and my understanding of what I have learned or what is happening. My thought is that it may help other people to interpret their own circumstances; to trace them back; and to repair the wounding of old incarnations that were traumatic, and created time loops in our etheric net that need to be untangled and straightened out so that we can be in our full glory. So that’s my thought, and here are the stories. I hope I do them justice.

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Story of the Two Warrior Friends

 

There was a time, a long time ago, when I was a warrior. I had a friend who was a companion in arms. It was a very, very long time ago, before the discovery of America, and before the European continent became civilized.

I was a warrior by trade. My friend and I stuck together through thick and thin. War is a very difficult experience, and so it is good to have a friend. We survived a lot of battles. We were kind of rough-hewn; you might have called us barbarians, from the vantage point of current civilization.

My friend had a woman; in current, civilized terms you might call her his wife. I was not the civilized sort; one time he found me with her, in an extremely compromising situation … in flagrante delicto, you might say. He became enraged, and he killed me on the spot.

Now the last thing I remember about that stabbing death is that I loved him, as a comrade-in-arms, and I hoped for his forgiveness. The anguish of that death without finding forgiveness was embedded in my body at the site of the wound.

A terrible story! These are the kinds of stories that we remember, though! They are the first to come back into our Awareness … not all the good stories; just the terrible stories … because those are the ones to do with Soul wounding.

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Life as a Forest Nature Spirit

 

Many lifetimes went by. And eventually I found myself in the nature spirit world. I was a nature spirit, and I had a particular deva that I was very fond of. A deva is a very wise overseer nature spirit dweller on the astral plane. They live for a very long time; longer than humans. In fact, my deva may still be alive!

I was tiny; the deva was a huge and magnificent energy. I used to just hang around with my deva, in total awe and adoration.

One day, I found myself, as a nature spirit, near a beautiful pool of water in a forest.

This was in the rustic times, when people lived in small villages. There were some human children, playing and diving in the water. And I thought to myself: I would really like to be a human! I saw a child that I recognized there, and that was the cause of my longing.

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Life as a Human Woman in the Forest, and Death in Childbirth

 

In the twinkling of an eye, my deva arranged it! Before I knew it, I was a baby in that village! And as time went on, I, who as a nature spirit had fallen in love with that young boy, found myself married to him.

And what do you know?! It was the same Soul as that comrade-in-arms from whom I had sought forgiveness so long ago. In this new incarnation as girl and boy, we were deeply and passionately in love.

At a young age we were married. Before I knew it, I was with child. Before summer days rolled round again, I found myself giving birth. And in the process of giving birth to a beautiful baby girl, I lost my life.

The last thing that I remembered was my life blood draining out of me, over my legs, as I lay on my back, on the forest floor. And a terrible concern for my husband, whom I loved dearly, and for my child, who had just been born. As I left my body, through my astral spirit I asked my husband if he would please take care of our child. And he agreed.

I wrote this poem about that lifetime …

Tom o’ the Forest
A Poem by Alice B. Clagett
4 January 2018

 

Ah, Tom! Tom o’ the Forest!
Would that I had been there
with you, my own dear love,
as our child grew in strength
. . . and beauty

Would, if I could,
. . . have stopped the flow
. . . . . . of my life blood
. . . . . . . . . such loss
. . . . . . . . . such pallor
. . . . . . . . . . . . out onto the brown leaves
. . . . . . . . . . . . by the woodland pool
. . . . . . . . . . . . where we once bathed

Dearest my love
Such a long and weary while
. . . Stood I by your own side,
. . . . . . sighing

The blade that longing
. . . lent your throat
. . . . . . sliced mine
. . . . . . . . . as well

Tom of my life
Tom of my seried lives’ yearning
Blest be the day
when our twained paths
once more marry

Another soundtrack of this poem, using Alice’s voice …

 

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Return to the Nature Realm

 

Because of that terrible experience I had, of deepest love won, and suddenly lost through death, I went back to the nature realm for a while. What was happening back on Earth, with my husband and my child? My husband went into a terrible depression. He couldn’t get over my death. And after a few years, in his despondency, he committed suicide.

And my child was left to survive on her own, with the help of friends in the village. So that is the story of how I left my deva for love of a human boy.

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On Meeting These Two Souls in My Current Incarnation

 

Many many years went by. Modern times came. And some fifteen years ago, I was walking along, and I felt a great thrilling of my Soul. A great resonance with some energy nearby. And before long I found that this resonance had to do with a man and a woman who were friends.

I felt a strong kinship with both of them, on the spiritual plane. I did not know why; I couldn’t explain it. I could tell that the woman did not like me! And I could tell that the man was afraid of me. Shortly after that, the man and the woman got married.

It took a long time, listening telepathically, to figure out what had happened. The closest I can tell you is this:

The man I met in this lifetime was the man I was married to in the forest: Tom of the Forest. The woman he married in this lifetime was my daughter born in the forest. He had decided, in this lifetime, to provide for her the love, the emotional support, that he was unable to provide in that lifetime.

He did not want to have anything to do with me, because of the pain of that separation when I died in childbirth long ago. She did not want to have anything to do with me because she was still feeling deserted by her mother from those ancient times.

–revised; from Link: “Reincarnation – Ascension – Freedom of Mind,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 25 September 2014 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7mp ..

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A Vision … Looking Through the Eyes of a Red-Tailed Hawk

 

The image of the Native American hero Gluskap, and his friend the hawk, reminds me of a dream I once had of seeing through the eyes of a red-tailed hawk that was circling high up in the sky, and looking down with lightning sharp vision at a mouse scurrying along a chaparral track in a high mountain meadow below.

In my mind, I link the story of Gluskap and the vision through the hawk’s eyes with two remembered lifetimes as a Native American … one as a boy in the Cuyamaca Mountains, and one as a Hopi brave …

–revised; from Link: “Demonic Clearing Yesterday, to Do with World War II,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 21 September 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-ab0 ..

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Slave Planet Blues: Alice’s Vision About Humans in Other Solar Systems

 

I thought I would tell you a story about a dream I had today. I came back from an early morning walk, and I fell asleep, and I had a dream. The dream went like this:  I was a human being, on a planet that was not Earth. It was Light years from Earth. I was sitting and meditating, as I do here.

While I meditated, I started thinking about the far-flung human race … all the other humans on other planets and in other solar systems in my Universe. The minute I thought it, my Awareness went to another planet that had humans on it.

I saw that these humans were trapped and enslaved by a cruel alien species. They had, essentially, no free will, and the Light of their hearts had been chained down; had been darkened. The memory of the greatness that they really were, they had forgotten.

My heart went out to them. Suddenly I was there on that planet. I could see a little child about 3 years old, a little girl, sitting on someone’s lap. I felt such compassion for her. With my hand, I touched her heart. I blessed her that she should be free; and all her people should be free.

The minute I did that, my world view turned upside down, and suddenly, I was that child, looking out from that world, and that world was this one.

It was very jarring for me … It was not bad or good; it was just an amazing sensation, to be a human being from such a different place. And then, all of a sudden, to be here, in a human body, in this solar system … a completely different place.

–revised; from Link: “Unseen Forces,” stories and visions by Alice B. Clagett, published on 12 July 2013; revised 29 June 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6AO ..

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Memories of Homeworld Destruction … Planet Maldek?  

 

Last night, during meditation, as in many meditations past, I could feel my physical body being jerked forward, again and again, into a momentary state of unconsciousness, drawn forward into the Awareness of another being. Each time I jerked upright, into conscious Awareness, my Awareness recentered in my heart. I kept thinking: Just cut this cord with the Other! Just be You, in your own centered Awareness!

Each time I thought that, I was overcome by a feeling of anxiety. I saw a vision of my home planet, aeons ago, exploding in the night sky. Everyone and everything I ever knew or loved, annihilated in one single moment of unimaginable destruction. With the exception of the being who then stood beside me, observing from space, a fellow freedom fighter, a being whose Lightworker destiny has been interwoven with mine down through the interminable ages since that time.

To whom has my heart unconsciously reached out, again and again? To the only other survivor of that catastrophe. One whom I met again, here on Earth, a little over a decade ago. That Soul is the only known constant in all my incarnations as a Lightworker.

On Turning Fear of Social Isolation into an Advaita Experience

 

In my subconscious mind, through the long incarnations, this other being had come to represent my overarching concept of Other.

During the meditation, when I tried to stop the jerking back and forth of my Awareness, I was overwhelmed by a vast sense of loss … the loss of my home world and all the beings in it. This remembered feeling of utter desperation, of darkest despair, of utter failure in my mission, would drive me into an unconscious state.

The accompanying thought was: If I cease the flow of Awareness, back and forth from me to this other being, then for sure that being will die. And all I have ever loved will have wilted and died at my hand, through my failure to protect them all. My family! My friends! My world! All gone, gone forever …

There’s no getting around it. This was some pretty heavy subconscious stuff-and-nonsense. But finally, in light of God that filled the meditation room, I summoned the courage to stop the outward–inward flow. And to my utter astonishment, it turned out that the other being … and all this New World as well … far from passing away … now existed within my own heart … and not in some desperate outside drama of times past or the transformation that this new world … Earth … my new home, is now going through.

On Being at Peace with Things as They Are

 

It came to me in a flash. There is no need to shoot anyone down. No need to save anyone. Everything is all right, just as it is! Wild but true.

Image: “The Treasure Within” by Mary Southard. This is a beautiful art piece depicting a woman with long, flowing hair, tenderly encircling Earth: http://www.marysouthardart.org/wp-content/uploads/2015/11/We-Hold-a-Treasure-The-Treasures-Witihin-3-1024×797.jpg ..

So it seems there is much to love and cherish, but all within the context of the great I AM. Who is loving and cherishing? God does that work. What is my role in all this?

My role is to be quiet, and offer myself with calmness and confidence, for service to God. To trust that God will guide me. Stay centered in my heart. Know that the ducks of this 3D world, and the shadow beneath my 3D feet, are not the Real Deal. Far from it. What is really happening? Me, my heart, and the Divine Will.

Revised; from Link: “Thoughts on the Controllers, True Power, Lightwork, and a Truer Reality,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 12 September 2013 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6GE ..


INFLUENCE OF PAST (OR CONCOMITANT, ALTERNATE) LIFETIME SOUL WOUNDING ON CURRENT LIFETIME EXPERIENCES      top

 

 

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Birth Abnormalities and Reincarnation

I thought I would talk just a tiny bit about the unusual physical qualities we may be born with … what they call abnormal … and the cause of them. And I will use myself as an example, because I know more about my past incarnations than I know about anybody else’s.  I was born with a couple of not-too-important, but interesting, physical abnormalities.

  • One is in my brain; it is a blood vessel that is somewhat enlarged; larger than it should be.
  • One is in my heart; one of the valves does not close completely.

Those two things have not caused me any trouble in life. They are not ‘dooming me’ to anything … They are just unusual physical things. Each one of those has to do with past incarnations.

Past Incarnation Head Injuries to Do with War

The problem in my head has to do with an incarnation in which I was actually bashed in the head and killed. I was in a lot of wars, over the incarnations, and it may have been then. And so, I carried through various incarnations … not the physical injury, but the cellular memory of pain. And this cellular memory of pain attracted more pain from incarnation to incarnation; physical things, probably. And also astral body things, that caused emotional body distortion in my etheric field. So eventually, it got to the point where it came into the physical, in this incarnation, as a slightly abnormal blood vessel in my brain.

On Healing Morphogenetic Field Distortions

It is good to know about things like this, because then we can go into the healing of the morphogenetic field distortion that caused it … Say, with Light language work which Judy Satori … https://judysatori.com/ … has. Or with Soul wounding clearing work, like Daniella Breen … https://daniellambreen.com/ … has. Or any number of other healing modalities that we use to clear ourselves and heal ourselves. The Ascension process makes this much easier, because of the Incoming Light being so fine and so rare.

 

Past Incarnation Heart Injuries through Physical Damage by People We Loved

So now I would like to just talk about one more example, which has to do with what I mentioned about my heart. I can remember several incarnations … well, actually, quite a few incarnations … in which my heart received great damage through loving people that injured me physically. And you have to remember that, back in the old days on Earth, it was not all like wine and roses. There was a lot of warring. There was a lot of uncivilized behavior. There was a lot of stuff that went on … and still is.

So this abnormality in my heart, while it does not affect my physical stamina or my longevity, it nevertheless reminds me of what went before. Every time I go to the doctor, they say: Did you know? One of your heart valves does not close properly … And so I say: Yes, I know. Thank you! 

And so, then I am reminded one more time that it is very important for me, in this lifetime, to heal the wounding in my heart … To make my heart chakra whole again. And to come back into total relation with the love that I am.

How Genetic Abnormalities … Even Fatal Abnormalities … May be Viewed as a Gift from God: A Gift of Remembering

So that is the important thing to think about: Genetic changes that make us different from other people; even in the case of those that involve early death … shortening of our lifetime, or suffering during life. They’re usually an indication of Soul wounding that needs to be healed. And so, in that way, they’re a gift from God. Because they remind us to heal.

–from Link: “Birth Abnormalities and Reincarnation … Healing the Brain and the Heart … Gene Repair,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 25 September 2014 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7mv ..

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Stories by Alice: Three Stories about the Influence of Past Lifetime Soul Wounding on Current Lifetime Experiences

 

Here is a little bit more on Soul wounding timelines and dimensions. This has to do with my current lifetime. I have an Awareness timeline and dimension that keeps shifting and changing into other Awareness timelines and to other dimensions. Yet I am unaware of this; it is simply happening through grace. Grace is transporting me, or skipping me about amongst the various timelines and dimensions, as I go along.

Every time I call on my celestial Ascension team, a Shift is occurring in my timeline and in my dimensions. But, to my limited human Awareness, it seems like I am going along on just one timeline. And in that timeline, there will be instances of Soul wounding, often accreting, one upon the other, along a similar theme.

So for instance, let me share: I was born with an ever-so-slight insufficiency, or imbalance, of prana in the left side of my body. In my lifetime, in my early childhood, there were instances of Soul wounding, and also of physical wounding, that contributed to that. I recall three such instances.

I Thought I Could Fly

 

I have mentioned the first before: When I was very young, I thought I could fly. Why can I not fly, I would think. I could remember flying. So when I was very young … in first grade … I tried jumping down from the roof of our house, onto the concrete kitchen porch, and I hurt my left ankle, and the inside middle of the sole of my left foot. I was limping to school for a long time, after that, because of this injury to the left side of my body.

My Beautiful Blue Bicycle

 

Soon after that, I got a beautiful blue bicycle for Christmas. It was my pride and joy. The problem was, I did not know how to ride it. I practiced and practiced, and fell down a lot. We had a gravel driveway; that was what I had to ride on.

I had a childhood friend who was six months older than I. He was an incredible grown-up person in my mind. He was about seven years of age. He knew how to ride a bicycle! What can I say? He just knew things.

For a while, he would ride my bicycle up and down our long, country driveway. And he would let me ride on the bumper seat on the back wheel. He would show off: He would go very fast, by my lights. And so, he would be whizzing down the driveway … It was the only air conditioning we would have on the hot summer days. We would be whizzing, and the wind would be going past, and whipping past our hair. It was like an amusement ride!

So I was riding one day, on the ‘bumper seat’ … the back wheel, which had a place to tie things on, so it was like a place to sit. And my left foot got tangled in the spokes of the rear wheel of the bicycle. I fell off, and it badly torqued my leg. So there I was, limping again. That is the second instance on the same theme: This has to do with relaxing and repairing the body, on the left side … to do with the left-side prana, the ida, in kundalini terms.

The Fairhaven Excursion and the Old Station Wagon

 

The third thing happened when I was about 13 years old. The family had gone to our favorite beach, Fairhaven, for a beautiful summer day …

Map: Fairhaven. showing Herring Bay on the right, and a tidal estuary on the left, with only a thin strip of land in between the two bodies of water … https://www.google.com/maps/place/Fairhaven,+MD+20779/@38.7488301,-76.5581701,421m/data=!3m1!1e3!4m5!3m4!1s0x89b78f28d9bbdff5:0xdee5379890d06685!8m2!3d38.7442841!4d-76.5577354 ..

And we came back home. We young siblings … my brother, my three sisters, and I were grumpy and tired and wanted to go to bed. We arrived back home after dark in the family’s old station wagon; a very old station wagon with some problems. One problem was that the parking brake did not always stay in ‘Park’.

The circular turnaround at the end of the driveway and next to the house where we lived … was on a slight slope. There was another car parked at the top of the hill; that was our ‘normal’ car.

And so, we parked on a 45 degree angle. Everybody piled out of the car. Some of us started to run into the house. And the parking brake slipped.

My father was behind the car, with my youngest sister, getting things out of the car. My youngest sister was only 2 years old at that time; she was a toddler. My mother and I were on the right-hand side of the car, the passenger side. And the car started moving back down the hill. The motor was not going, but the force of gravity, and the heavy metal of the car were something to consider.

My father had extraordinarily fast reflexes; incredibly fast reflexes. Just in time, he grabbed my young sister out of the path of the moving car, which quickly gained acceleration; grabbed her up, over the top of the car, and saved her life.

My mother had really slow reflexes compared to my father … probably she had what most would consider ‘normal’ reflexes. My reflexes were in the middle, half-way between the two, and much faster than most people’s. So I inherited about half of my father’s gift.

The front seat car door, on my side of the car, the passenger side, was open; and I tried to dive into the car and grab the parking brake lever to the right of the driver’s seat, and pull it back up. But the open, right-hand car door hit me, and I fell under the car, The drag of the rapidly accelerating right front tire dragged me downward along the gravel drive for a moment, rolling me over under the car from a face-up to a face-down position. Then the moving right front tire rolled over the backs of my legs, leaving me lying on the driveway, as the car continued on down past the bottom of the turnaround.

My left leg was the first leg that had been rolled over by the car wheel, and it was dragged along by the car for a while, resulting in injury and scarring to the left quadriceps muscle. So there was a third injury to my left side, all within the space of the growing-up years.

And that is normal: It is normal for Soul wounding on one side, with which you are born … say, a pranic insufficiency on the left side … to attract to itself, in this dimension, numerous incidents that further the Soul wounding.

We are born with Soul wounding preserved on the astral plane and later on the mental plane, as we rest and recuperate in the fourth dimension between incarnations; and the process of Soul wounding or Soul healing begins again in each new physical incarnation.

Astral or Emotional Snags Carried from Incarnation to Incarnation

 

The above was just a physical example, but there are also astral or emotional snags that are embedded in our electromagnetic fields, and in our etheric nets … insufficiencies of the Light … that are carried through incarnations, because of the density of this third dimension, which results in this kind of Soul wounding.

This is not to say that, because we have Soul wounding, we are inferior in any way to anyone else. In fact, a lot of Soul wounding is characteristic of the Lightworkers, who have been on Earth for a really long time, and accumulated a lot of dings and scratches in their etheric nets (that is, their ‘etheric bodies’).

All this is in the process of healing right now, as you all know. The Light is coming in and fixing all of this because, in these times of the Great Awakening, it is impossible for these dings and nicks and scratches to exist anymore.

The axiatonal lines are flooded with Light, and the etheric net plumps up and is fixed, little by little. Then the Light flows from the etheric net into the physical form, and all that is fixed as well. So this is something to look forward to this year, during 2017.

–from Link: “Timelines and Dimensions 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 10 February 2017; published on 12 February 2017; revised on 9 February 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6ZS ..

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Motor Noises Bring Up Incarnational Memories of Violent Deaths

 

I came out at dusk to take a video of the sunset. The minute I walked out the door, I heard all these strange sounds … first I heard a lawnmower next door. That went away. And I thought: Now is the time for the video … and then an airplane started going overhead. And I heard a motor sound over to the right, where there is really no cause for there to be motors.

It was one noise after another, out there. And they all have a certain quality to them. They are low-pitched motor noises. It created a certain reaction in me: A churning of various organs, and also of the heart chakra … a churning, without movement in or out.

It was bringing up, it seems, old woundings that had happened … not just to me, but to others as well. It had to do with, in one case, a past-lifetime violent death that was memorized by the cells in the right side of my face, and in my left shoulder. And a slow playing through of that ancient agony that the cells had felt when they were suddenly surprised with the act of passing from physical form, and probably the pain of the physical attack too.

So, that is one thing that appears to be clearing right now: Violent old memories of incarnations where we passed unexpectedly. This motor noise apparently helps to clear that. It is not just a nuisance. It is actually God doing specific work in the world.

–revised; from Link: “Sunset and Stain of Blood,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 17 November 2013 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7wW ..

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On Transforming an Incarnational Neck Wound with the Light

 

I feel, actually, a wound on the right side of my neck … like a knife wound. It is a degradation of the level of Light. This is a physical wound that I sustained in a prior incarnation. My cells are holding the memory of this wound. And there are so many layers to the clearing that is going on … this is just one layer that is coming up; one memory.

  • Some call it a Soul fragment that is coming into Awareness.
  • Some call these the lost children of the Soul; very dramatic!
  • It is as if we have stored some memories in a time loop in our etheric net that were just too painful to process at the time.
  • And in this case, it is from a prior lifetime, and it is carried forward in a blueprint of my Soul.
  • Right now it is clearing … That is a good thing. But on the other hand it is a time-consuming process, quite frequently, to go through. So we just have to sit patiently with it. At least, I do.

My plan is for my own being of Light to heal this wounding and this cellular trauma and this memory. Slowly but surely, what was happening just a minute ago, as I was doing this, is that the level of clairaudient clamor went down, things started to settle down in my own emotional body, and the pain started to go away.

So that is my process; just thought you might like to know. Because it may come up with regard to other heavy processes as time goes on. If I find out anything better about it, I will let you know in the future.

–revised; from Link: “Dense Energies Departing Earth,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 12 October 2014 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7nn ..

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Eternal Now: Trilocation with Past Incarnations, Present Awareness, Future (Higher) (ET) Self

 

I had a few random thoughts about visits from the future self (termed by some folks ‘visits by ETs’) … could the future self be my Higher Self? …

Why not bilocate with my future self, just for fun?

All the incarnations are happening now, right? Not just past incarnations … future incarnations as well?

So if I trilocate these three … past Soul wounding … NOW Awareness … Light body of the future-self, with its electromagnetic field clarity … then what would happen? Might I not feel a sense of completeness, of Eternal Nowness?

Image: Rotated triangle,” by Alain Matthes … http://www.texample.net/media/tikz/examples/PDF/rotated-triangle.pdf ..

–from Link: “Eternal Now: Trilocation with Past Incarnations, Present Awareness, Future (Higher) (ET) Self,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 20 September 2014, revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7n5 ..

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In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars


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Incarnation Theory, from the Perspective of Various Religions

 

Buddhism. According to the Buddhist religion, each new incarnation offers a chance for karmic reparation.

Christianity. For the Christian, the current incarnation determines the entire outcome for the Soul. The future of the Soul lies in the heaven, purgatory or hell of the afterlife.

Hinduism. According to the Hindu religion, the Soul completes many cycles of rebirth into physical form, so that it may learn new things and work through its karma.

Theosophy. For the Theosophist, the current incarnation determines one’s afterlife experience (whether of heaven, or hell, or purgatory, or limbo) prior to the next incarnation, and the next attempt to learn a particular Soul lesson.

Ascension Lore. To the Ascensioneer, all incarnations are happening at once. From the perspective of the higher dimensions … those beyond right and wrong … we can transform every temporal and spatial expression of our Soul … to greater Light. In this greater Light, these expressions approach more closely the great Light of the Soul, which is but one of countless expressions of the Light of God or Source.

–from Link: “Merkaba and Mothership; Soul Groups and the Eternal Soul,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 2 April 2013 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-5wF ..

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On Remembering Our Many Incarnations Right After Passing Over

 

I have a feeling that when Souls leave the body, just as they leave the body, they remember … And they say …

Oh, that again! Oh, that experience again! And here I am, in a disincarnate state!

It is that moment of total Awareness of all the past times. [laughs]

–revised; from Link: “Two Dreams and a Vision about Soul Travels,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 21 September 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7zN ..

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Compendium: Interspecies Communication . by Alice B. Clagett *

Published on 2 February 2019; updated

  • INTRODUCTION
  • PARTIAL COMPENDIUM

Dear Ones,

INTRODUCTION

Here is a compendium of links to my favorites among my blogs on interspecies communication.  As much (although I would hesitate to suggest an exhaustive amount of information) is known about plant and animal species in the physical realm …

Link: “Phylum,” in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phylum ..

… I thought to provide newly channeled information on species less well known, and in realms more rare than the physical; for example …

  • a few of the many races of star beings of Light and love, inhabitants of realms higher than our astral planes;
  • the jinn, dwellers in the plane of forces, that inhabit Earth’s desert regions;
  • the nature spirits that care for all the beings of Earth, including human beings;
  • the Solar Devi that oversee the influx of healing Light to Earth and her beings;
  • the Elder Race, the Martian colonists of Earth;
  • on another note, the many species of negative astral beings that frequent Earth’s astral planes;
  • and also on the manner in which we can communicate with other species.

PARTIAL COMPENDIUM

In the below partial compendium, the most recent blogs are at the top of the list. My favorites are bolded …

Link: “Interspecies Communication: Lizard Talk . Bird Talk,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 31 March 2020; published on 1 April 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-hfR ..

Link: “Interspecies Communication: Who Was That Talking to Me?” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed and published on 31 March 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-hdL ..

Link: “Human Integumentary System from the Perspective of the Elder Race,” by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 28 December 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-fNm ..

Link: “The Hive, the Tribe, and the Astral Rascal: Are We the Borg, or Something Greater?” by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 28 December 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-fN6 ..

Link: “Compendium: Jupiter and Its Moons,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 19 November 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-f4z ..

Link: “Compendium: The Saturnians,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 25 November 2018; published on 11 December 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-eWh ..

Link: “Star Intel: Two Visualizations,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 25 November 2018; published on 11 December 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-b3g ..

Link: “Kelvin-Helmholtz Instabilities and Light Intel from Our Star Brethren,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 24 November 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-aQr ..

Link: “Alice’s Perilous Tales: Energy Walls That Protect Us Against Astral Foes,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 24 July 2018; revised on 9 March 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-9LW … This is about Andromedans, Arthropods, and ‘good’ astral beings gifted by the Andromedans.

Link: “On Forming Alliances with the Jinn and the Devic Realm,” by Alice B. Clagett, written on 12 May 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-8HS ..

Link: “Odd Telepathic Events During Mercury Retrograde,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 15 April 2018; published on 23 April 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-8zC ..

Link: “Characteristics of Negative Astral Beings (Astral Rascals), Observed Through the People They Obsess,” by Alice B. Clagett, written on 24 March 2018; revised on 10 February 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-8xr This is about demons and devils.

Link: “Interplanetary Alliance,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 25 January 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-8gV ..

Link: “Co-Habitation with Other Sentient Species,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 3 September 2017; published on 21 September 2017 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7HG ..

Link: “Biophotonics, EMF Hypersensitivity, and DNA Change,” by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 31 August 2017; revised on 14 March 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7xY ..

Link: “Actuators, Social Memory Complexes, and the Grey Alien Timeline,” by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 25 June 2017; revised on 13 October 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7ph This is about grey aliens.

Link: “Our Martian Colonists: On Finding Common Ground,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 13 December 2016; revised 9 July 2017 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6Qh ..

LInk: “How to Communicate with Star Beings of Light and Love Known as Ra-En,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 15 November 2016, revised on 5 February 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6pE ..

Link: “On the Gift of Prophecy,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 23 August 2016; published on 30 August 2016; transcribed on 4 February 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-63l ..

Link: “On Existing in Harmony with Other Beings on and Beyond Earth,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 21 August 2016 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-62t ..

Link: “Unusual Human-Seeming Beings That I Have Encountered on Earth,” stories by Alice B. Clagett, published on 14 August 2016; revised on 4 October 2018 and 9 April 2020 …   https://wp.me/p2Rkym-61I ..

Link: “Leading with the Heart,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 25 April 2016 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-5bO ..

Link: “Something New in Astral Stories: Part 1: More about the Jinn and Ifrits,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 7 February 2016; published on 11 February 2016; revised on 19 November 2018 and 19 May 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-4VcThis is about the Jinn and Ifrits of the deserts of Earth.

Link: “Preparing to Communicate with Non-Human Social Memory Complexes,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 16 December 2015; updated on 28 November 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-4wZ ..

Link: “Experiencing Ascension in Earth’s Big Cities Till Now Held in Fiefdom by the Fallen Angels,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 6 August 2015; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6AKThis is about Fallen Angels.

Link: “The Planetary Grids, the Jinn, the Plane of Forces, and Unmani State,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 17 March 2015 as a portion of “Astronomy, Geomagnetism and Weather – 1 … by Alice” … Revised on 24 May 2017 and 7 April 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7eD ..

Link: “Solar Devi,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 2 March 2015; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7eV ..

Link: “Streaming Communication on New Earth,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 15 December 2014; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-86W ..

Link: “Nature Spirits Video Series,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 14 July 2014; transcribed on 9 August 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-5RP This is about Nature Spirits.

Link: “Ra-En” First Contact with a Star Civilization,” by Alice B. Clagett, written on 26 September 2013; updated on 24 November 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-W2This is about the Hathors, a Race of Star Beings hailing from the Constellation Syrius, and who colonized Venus, the planet in our Solar System.

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

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Kelvin-Helmholtz Instabilities and Light Intel from Our Star Brethren . by Alice B. Clagett

Published on 24 November 2018

  • KELVIN-HELMHOLTZ INSTABILITIES AND LIGHT INTEL FROM OUR STAR BRETHREN
  • THE CONFEDERATION OF PLANETS
  • DOWNLOADS OF INCOMING LIGHT BY THE SOLAR DEVI

Dear Ones,

KELVIN-HELMHOLTZ INSTABILITIES AND LIGHT INTEL FROM OUR STAR BRETHREN

Light bears information, and the electromagnetic field of Earth is a form of Light. I posit that, when the electromagnetic field of Earth manifests the regular motion of the Kelvin-Helmholtz instability …

Link: “Kelvin-Helmholtz instability,” by INGV … http://roma2.rm.ingv.it/en/themes/22/magnetic_pulsations/34/kelvin-helmholtz_instability ..

… it can be used to transmit Light intel from the service-to-others beings of the Confederation of Planets.

I say this because I experienced energy waves similar in form to Kelvin-Helmholtz clouds during a communication with Ra-En (who are most likely the Hathors of Earth’s Solar Planes) in 2013 …

Link: “Ra-En: First Contact with a Star Civilization,” by Alice B. Clagett, written on 26 September 2013; updated on 24 November 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-W2 ..

THE CONFEDERATION OF PLANETS

As I understand it from “The Law of One,” the Confederation of Planets comprises about 53 civilizations within about 500 planets. …

Link: “The Law of One: The Ra Material” … Search: “Confederation of Planets” … https://www.lawofone.info/results.php?c=Confederation+of+Planets ..

… whom I mention under the blog category: Star brothers and sisters

I feel it may be that regular motions of the magnetosphere, such as Kelvin-Helmholtz waves, can be used, like electric wires strung across the countryside, for transmission of information. from the far-flung constellations where our our star brethren live. to Earth and her beings …

DOWNLOADS OF INCOMING LIGHT BY THE SOLAR DEVI

This would be on a different order of magnitude from ‘downloads of the Incoming Light’, which are sent to Earth and her beings by the wise and exuberant beings I term Solar Devi, manifesting in the physical realm as solar flares, which carry Light intel as coronal mass ejections (CMEs) to the ‘Council of Nine’, the various planets within our Solar System. For more on this, see my blog category: Council of Nine – sentient beings of our solar system … and also see …

Link: “The Law of One: The Ra Material,” Search: “Council of Nine” … https://www.lawofone.info/results.php?q=Council+of+Nine ..

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
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