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School of Theosophy on Nature Spirits . compiled by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 26 April 2020

  • THEOSOPHIST C.W. LEADBEATER ON NATURE SPIRITS
  • THEOSOPHIST ARTHUR E. POWELL’S COMPILATION ON THE NATURE SPIRITS

Dear Ones,

I have found very interesting information on nature spirits amongst the writings of the School of Theosophy. For some of this, one must go to the source, as it is still under copyright. As well, I have found a good source of information, from C.W. Leadbeater of the School of Theosophy, regarding the nature spirits, that is in the public domain. In the below excerpt, I have bolded what seemed more important from my own perspective …

THEOSOPHIST C.W. LEADBEATER ON NATURE SPIRITS

3. Nature-Spirits of all Kinds.

“So many and so varied are the subdivisions of this class that to do them anything like justice one would need to devote a separate treatise to this subject alone. Some characteristics, however, they all have in common, and it will be sufficient here to try to give some idea of those.

“To begin with, we have to realize that we are here dealing with entities which differ radically from all that we have hitherto considered.

“Though we may rightly classify the elemental essence and the animal Kâmarûpa as non-human, the monadic essence which manifests itself through them will, nevertheless, in the fullness of time, evolve to the level of manifesting itself through some future humanity comparable to our own, and if we were able to look back through countless ages on our own evolution in previous manvantaras, we should find that that which is now ourselves has passed on its upward path through similar stages.

“That, however, is not the case with the vast kingdom of nature-spirits; they neither have been, nor ever will be, members of a humanity such as ours; their line of evolution is entirely different, and their [p. 58] only connection with us consists in our temporary occupancy of the same planet.

“Of course since we are neighbours for the time being we owe neighbourly kindness to one another when we happen to meet, but our lines of development differ so widely that each can do but little for the other.

“Many writers have included these spirits among the elementals, and indeed they are the elementals (or perhaps, to speak more accurately, the animals) of a higher evolution.

“Though much more highly developed than our elemental essence, they have yet certain characteristics in common with it; for example, they also are divided into seven great classes, inhabiting respectively the same seven states of matter already mentioned as permeated by the corresponding varieties of the essence.

“Thus, to take those which are most readily comprehensible to us, there are spirits of the earth, water, air, and fire (or ether)—definite intelligent astral entities residing and functioning in each of those media.

“It may be asked how it is possible for any kind of creature to inhabit the solid substance of a rock, or of the crust of the earth. The answer is that since the nature-spirits are formed of astral matter, the substance of the rock is no hindrance to their motion or their vision, and furthermore physical matter in its solid state is their natural element—the only one to which they are accustomed and in which they feel at home.

“The same is of course true of those who live in water, air or ether. In medieval literature, these earth-spirits are often called gnomes, while the water-spirits are spoken of as ûndinés, the air-spirits as sylphs, and the ether-spirits as salamanders.

“In popular language they are known by many names—fairies, pixies, elves, brownies, peris, djinns [jinns], trolls, satyrs, fauns, kobolds, imps, goblins, good people, etc.—some of these titles being applied only to one variety … [p 59] and others indiscriminately to all.

Their forms are many and various, but most frequently human in shape and somewhat diminutive in size. Like almost all inhabitants of the astral plane, they are able to assume any appearance at will, but they undoubtedly have definite forms of their own, or perhaps we should rather say favourite forms, which they wear when they have no special object in taking any other. Of course under ordinary conditions they are not visible to physical sight at all, but they have the power of making themselves so by materialization when they wish to be seen.

“There are an immense number of subdivisions or races among them, and individuals of these subdivisions differ in intelligence and disposition precisely as human beings do.

“The great majority of them apparently prefer to avoid man altogether; his habits and emanations are distasteful to them, and the constant rush of astral currents set up by his restless, ill-regulated desires disturbs and annoys them.

“On the other hand instances are not wanting in which nature-spirits have as it were made friends with human beings and offered them such assistance as lay in their power, as in the well-known stories told of the Scotch brownies or of the fire-lighting fairies mentioned in spiritualistic literature.

“This helpful attitude, however, is comparatively rare, and in most cases when they come in contact with man they either show indifference or dislike, or else take an impish delight in deceiving him and playing childish tricks upon him.

“Many a story illustrative of this curious characteristic may be found among the village gossip of the peasantry in almost any lonely mountainous district, and any one who has been in the habit of attending séances for physical phenomena will recollect instances of practical joking and silly though usually good-natured horseplay, which always indicate the presence of … [p 60] some of the lower orders of the nature-spirits.

“They are greatly assisted in their tricks by the wonderful power which they possess of casting a glamour over [that is, hypnosis or mesmerization of] those who yield themselves to their influence, so that such victims for the time see and hear only what these fairies impress upon them, exactly as the mesmerized subject sees, hears, feels and believes whatever the magnetizer wishes.

“The nature-spirits, however, have not the mesmerizer’s power of dominating the human will, except in the case of quite unusually weak-minded people, or of those who allow themselves to fall into such a condition of helpless terror that their will is temporarily in abeyance; they cannot go beyond deception of the senses, but of that art they are undoubted masters, and cases are not wanting in which they have cast their glamour over a considerable number of people at once. It is by invoking their aid in the exercise of this peculiar power that some of the most wonderful feats of the Indian jugglers are performed—the entire audience being in fact hallucinated and made to imagine that they see and hear a whole series of events which have not really taken place at all.

“We might almost look upon the nature-spirits as a kind of astral humanity, but for the fact that none of them—not even the highest possess a permanent reincarnating individuality.

“Apparently therefore one point in which their line of evolution differs from ours is that a much greater proportion of intelligence is developed before permanent individualization takes place; but of the stages through which they have passed, and those through which they have yet to pass, we can know little.

“The life-periods of the different subdivisions vary greatly, some being quite short, others much longer than our human lifetime. We stand so entirely outside such a life as theirs that it is impossible for us to understand much about its conditions; but it appears on … [p 61] the whole to be a simple, joyous, irresponsible kind of existence, much such as a party of happy children might lead among exceptionally favourable physical surroundings.

“Though tricky and mischievous, they are rarely malicious unless provoked by some unwarrantable intrusion or annoyance; but as a body they also partake to some extent of the universal feeling of distrust for man, and they generally seem inclined to resent somewhat the first appearance of a neophyte on the astral plane, so that he usually makes their acquaintance under some unpleasant or terrifying form. If, however, he declines to be frightened by any of their freaks, they soon accept him as a necessary evil and take no further notice of him, while some among them may even after a time become friendly and manifest pleasure on meeting him.

Some among the many subdivisions of this class are much less childlike and more dignified than those we have been describing, and it is from these sections that the entities who have sometimes been reverenced under the name of wood-gods, or local village-gods, have been drawn. Such entities would be quite sensible of the flattery involved in the reverence shown to them, would enjoy it, and would no doubt be quite ready to do any small service they could in return. (The village-god is also often an artificial entity, but that variety will be considered in its appropriate place.)

The Adept knows how to make use of the services of the nature-spirits when he requires them, but the ordinary magician can obtain their assistance only by processes either of invocation or evocation—that is, either by attracting their attention as a suppliant and making some kind of bargain with them, or by endeavouring to set in motion influences which would compel their obedience.

“Both methods are extremely undesirable, and the latter is also excessively dangerous, as the operator would arouse a determined hostility … [p 62] which might prove fatal to him. Needless to say, no one studying occultism under a qualified Master would ever be permitted to attempt anything of the kind at all.”

–from Link: “The Astral Plane: Its Scenery, Inhabitants, and Phenomena,” by C.W. Leadbeater.  (2007). Urbana, Illinois: Project Gutenberg. Retrieved 10 June 2018 …  https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/21080 … [Paragraphing and bolding are mine. –Alice B. Clagett]

THEOSOPHIST ARTHUR E. POWELL’S COMPILATION ON THE NATURE SPIRITS

There is more comprehensive information regarding astral entities, drawn mostly from the above source, in this book, a compilation by Arthur Powell from the School of Theosophy …

Citation: “The Astral Body and Other Astral Phenomena,” compiled by Arthur E. Powell, Theosophical Publishing House, Wheaton, IL. Copyright The Theosophical Publishing House, London, Ltd. 1965 … “Chapter XX: Astral Entities: Non-Human,” section “3. Nature Spirits of All Kinds,” pp. 179-184.

However, the book is under copyright, so I cannot offer quotes here. I suggest reading the chapter. See especially the description of the sylphs as having human-like intelligence. Apparently, they can individualize through loving the astral angels.

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

Note: This blog was originally part of another blog, from which it has been extracted. Originally it was in … Link: “Baptismal Sylph,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, written on 21 April 2013; revised and published on 10 June 2018; revised on 26 April 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-5UH ..

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The Wedding Ring . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 19 January 2020; published on 22 January 2020

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
  • MORPHINE ADDICTION AND BODY PART EXCISION DREAMS
  • EATING SPAM AND DREAMS OF WARFARE
  • DOES FOOD HAVE ATTACHED TO IT ASTRAL VISIONS?

Hello, Dear Ones,

This video has in it one of the dreams I had last night. There is an edited Summary after the video. After that is a new section in the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

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

I thought I would give you a dream report today. Last night was a very difficult night for me because of the dreams that rolled in to my bedroom from other people. I remember last night I was woken up by bad dreams, and then I concentrated on the area of the eighth chakra above the head, and logged onto some causal and karmic metaprograms that were happening with other people of whom I have heard and do not have much to do with in the physical realm. Those were food for thought for me.

I saw a dream from another person. It was a married couple. The man had a severed finger in his hand … not his finger, but someone else’s. He was trying to get a wedding ring off the finger; it was stuck on there.

So that immediately got my attention. Then I heard the man going over the story. It had to do with that he had just cut the wedding ring finger off of his wife because he could not get the wedding ring off, and he wanted the wedding ring.

Later in the story his wife woke up and said: What has happened here?

He explained; and she said that she wanted the finger back … that maybe the hospital could sew it back on. He said he had ground it up in the meat grinder.

The story was so traumatically dramatic for me that it took me awhile to realize that it is just a subconscious way of depicting, or graphically showing, with body parts, a man’s notion that he would like to be married no longer.

So the subconscious mind, in its way of creating stories out of image words is very different … far more traumatically dramatic, in the case of negative emotions, than is the logical, thinking mind. When we use the left brain for cognition, we simmer down quite a bit on the raw emotions of the feral drives. That is what I think.

You will note that I use my own higher intellect to figure out and try to diminish the trauma that I felt from viewing that movie.

[End of video]

MORPHINE ADDICTION AND BODY PART EXCISION DREAMS

I intuited later that morphine addiction apparently causes dreams of body part excision such as cutting off of the wedding ring finger described above. As well, I feel it can lead to dreams of genital mutilation (of oneself or another person), or of ‘cutting’.

Other such dreams I have encountered on the psychic plane are ‘conspiracy theory’ long and involved, and long-sustained dreams of bribing doctors to unnecessarily excise body parts of people the morphine addict dislikes.

The usual plot line I encounter is a false diagnosis of cancer, with excision of the healthy body part(s). One story had to do with a behavioral psychologist here in Los Angeles who purportedly (in the dream world) had five operations for intentionally false diagnoses of progressive cancer, then moved to Colorado, maybe to escape dreams of a morphine addict ‘playing doctor’ during sexual daydreams, and then acting out in real life.

Some years ago I also heard on the astral plane ‘conspiracy theory’ long and involved, long-sustained dreams about murdering people and excising their body parts with intention to sell them, then finding the body parts were not well preserved enough to sell.

I feel these sorts of dreams piggyback onto the dreamtime realm of the morphine addict or the long-term morphine user because morphine is used by doctors to deaden patients’ pain during operations. So the dreams of excision of body parts are real, and somehow attach to the product morphine, as if they were part of the astral makeup of the drug.

EATING SPAM AND DREAMS OF WARFARE

Along similar lines, I myself have had repetitive experiences of eating Spam for breakfast, then falling asleep and dreaming of warfare amongst neighbors on my street. I found these dreams unaccountable, as this sort of warfare has never actually happened in my neighborhood.

Quite recently it came to me that Spam was rationed to soldiers during World War II, and may have picked up an astral component of war scenes because of that. Then when I eat a slice of spam, the energy thread of warfare somehow translates into the context of territorial aggression in my personal context.

DOES FOOD HAVE ATTACHED TO IT ASTRAL VISIONS?

Of course, this brings up the overall notion that all foods may have astral components … ‘visions’ or energy threads that are carried along with the food for reasons similar to those described above. If so, clearly one would hope to avoid foods with nightmare tag-along visions.

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

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

Compiled from prior blogs on 10 February 2019; published on 11 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.

Animated 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.

Animated Gif: “Incarnation,” by Alice B. Clagett, 10judy 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: Mongol Adventurer’s Wife and Keeper of the Treasure
    • 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
    • Foregleam . a Prose Poem
      • Introduction
      • “Foregleam”
      • Notes
    • 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
    • Clearing and Revamping Our Mental-Emotional Images
      • Clearing and Revamping Our Mental-Emotional Images
      • First Chakra Clearing
      • A Neutral Attitude Towards Brutal Incarnational Memories Helps Soul Clearing
    • 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. My father called me Julie. I was, he said, the jewel of his eye, his little jewel. 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.

Image: “Family Glaser in 1938, Fürth (Germany/Bavaria), description by Willie Glaser: top row, left to right, Willie Glaser with mother Adele second row, l-r sister Bertha, grandmother Esther Glaser, father Ferdinand last row, l-r sister Frieda, brother Leo. Picture taken in 1938, sister Lotte was already in England. Birthdays: Father: October 20, 1890 Mother: December 15, 1895 Willie: January 8, 1921 Sister Bertha: May 18, 1930 Brother Leo: May 17 1932 Sister Frieda: December 12, 1935 Grandmother Esther: September 8, 1860. Deported from Fürth to Izbica on March 22, 1942 and perished in Belzec: Mother Adele, Bertha, Leo and Frieda. Deported from Paris to Auschwitz on December 7, 1943 and perished in Auschwitz: father Ferdinand. Grandmother Esther died in “Jüdisches Krankenhaus Fürth”, date of death April 6, 1942, she died 22 days after the deportation of Adele, Bertha, Frieda and Leo. There is no “Todesurkunde” of her death. The date is according the inscription on her grave stone in the new Jewish cemetery in Fürth. Alive (2009.02.17): Willie Glaser, Montreal (Canada),” by Alexander Mayer, 1938, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Holocaust_family_Glaser.jpg … CC BY-SA 3.0 Unported … COMMENT: This family reminds me just a little of my Jewish family that perished in the Nazi death camp. In Soul signature, I was a little like the girl seen at the lower left side of the photo. Like her, I had a younger brother and sister. But I was several years younger than the girl on the left. My little sister was a year or so younger than I, and my little brother was but an infant. As to my parents, my mother was, in Soul signature, like the beautiful lady shown at top center in the photo. My father, in stature, was like the mustachioed gentleman shown at top right in the photo; but in Soul signature he was like the younger, clean-shaven man shown at top left in the photo. We were not there in the death camp with a grandmother or grandfather.

Image: “Family Glaser in 1938, Fürth (Germany/Bavaria), description by Willie Glaser: top row, left to right, Willie Glaser with mother Adele second row, l-r sister Bertha, grandmother Esther Glaser, father Ferdinand last row, l-r sister Frieda, brother Leo. Picture taken in 1938, sister Lotte was already in England. Birthdays: Father: October 20, 1890 Mother: December 15, 1895 Willie: January 8, 1921 Sister Bertha: May 18, 1930 Brother Leo: May 17 1932 Sister Frieda: December 12, 1935 Grandmother Esther: September 8, 1860. Deported from Fürth to Izbica on March 22, 1942 and perished in Belzec: Mother Adele, Bertha, Leo and Frieda. Deported from Paris to Auschwitz on December 7, 1943 and perished in Auschwitz: father Ferdinand. Grandmother Esther died in “Jüdisches Krankenhaus Fürth”, date of death April 6, 1942, she died 22 days after the deportation of Adele, Bertha, Frieda and Leo. There is no “Todesurkunde” of her death. The date is according the inscription on her grave stone in the new Jewish cemetery in Fürth. Alive (2009.02.17): Willie Glaser, Montreal (Canada),” by Alexander Mayer, 1938, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Holocaust_family_Glaser.jpg … CC BY-SA 3.0 Unported …

COMMENT: This family reminds me just a little of my Jewish family that perished in the Nazi death camp. In Soul signature, I was a little like the girl seen at the lower left side of the photo. Like her, I had a younger brother and sister. But I was several years younger than the girl on the left. My little sister was a year or so younger than I, and my little brother was but an infant. As to my parents, my mother was, in Soul signature, like the beautiful lady shown at top center in the photo. My father, in stature, was like the mustachioed gentleman shown at top right in the photo; but in Soul signature he was like the younger, clean-shaven man shown at top left in the photo. In my memory, we were not there in the death camp with a grandmother or grandfather.

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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Below is more of the same story …

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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 ..

Below is more of the same story …

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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: Mongol Adventurer’s Wife and Keeper of the Treasure

I have an incarnational memory of being a woman looking like the woman in this photo, only 10 or 15 years older than she …

Image: “A Young Buriat [Buryat] Woman from Aginskaia Duma, from Novosibirsk State Museum of Regional History and Folk Life, 1900s, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:A_young_Buriat_woman.jpg … public domain … {{PD-US}} – U.S. work that is in the public domain in the U.S. for an unspecified reason, but presumably because it was published in the U.S. before 1926 … LEGEND: ‘I79. Buryatskaya debushka iz Aginskoi dumi / Zabaikalckoi obl’ (‘Buryat girl from the Aginsk Duma / Transbaikal Region’).

Image: “A Young Buriat [Buryat] Woman from Aginskaia Duma, from Novosibirsk State Museum of Regional History and Folk Life, 1900s, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:A_young_Buriat_woman.jpg … public domain … {{PD-US}} – U.S. work that is in the public domain in the U.S. for an unspecified reason, but presumably because it was published in the U.S. before 1926 …

LEGEND: ‘I79. Buryatskaya debushka iz Aginskoi dumi / Zabaikalckoi obl’ (‘Buryat girl from the Aginsk Duma / Transbaikal Region’).

As well, I remember standing on the Chinese mainland near the northern Sea of Japan, wearing clothes like those in the photo. I recall my husband was off on one of many long treks to get … whether by theft or by barter … more gold for my family. I kept the family fortune safely round my neck, while he risked his life in his wanderings. I felt sure my husband would return (though many a husband did not, in those days). I sense my memory was from a time much earlier than the date of the photo, which I take to be late 1800s, soon after photography was invented.

The distance from the Sea of Japan to Lake Baikal in Eastern Siberia (Russian republic of Buryatia and Russian Irkutsk oblast or province) is about 1,600 miles. In those days, it seems likely to me that very long treks were not uncommon amongst the people who lived from 1400 BC to 1600 AD, and maybe later on as well.

There was, for instance, the Egtved Girl, a Nordic Bonze Age girl (ca. 1390-1370 BC) who made several annual 1,000-mile treks before passing on in Egtved, Denmark, at age 16-18. – from Link: “Egtved Girl,” in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Egtved_Girl

In the same way, the ruthless Chude (‘Chud’ or Tchude’) raiders from Estonia, Karelia, and Northwestern Russia must have trekked 600 to 1000 miles (depending on whether they were able to cross water, or had to skirt round it) to prey upon the Sami, the nomadic hunter-gather reindeer herders of Norway, Such is the setting for the 1987 Pathfinder film, which memorializes the heroic exploits of a young Sami man in about 1000 AD. For more on that, see Link: “Pathfinder (1987 film), in English Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pathfinder_(1987_film) ..

In more recent times there was Álvar Núñez Cabeza de Vaca, a Spanish explorer of the New World, who was shipwrecked on the Western shore of Texas in 1528 AD. From then till 1537 AD he and a few others traveled barefoot through the uncharted Southwestern part of what was then a land full of hostile Native Americans, and on to Mexico City. That was a distance of 2,400 miles. –from Link: “Álvar Núñez Cabeza de Vaca,” in English Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%C3%81lvar_N%C3%BA%C3%B1ez_Cabeza_de_Vaca ..

It seems to me within reason that the Mongolian husband of my incarnational memory might have trekked the 1,600 miles from the Sea of Japan to Lake Baikal, and have brought back glowing reports to my people, who then might have undertook the arduous journey to that beautiful lake district, where they are still found today.

–from Link: “Incarnational Memories by Alice: Mongol Adventurer’s Wife and Keeper of the Treasure,” by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 21 April 2021 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-mwb ..

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Incarnational Memories by Alice: Norse Viking Wife and Norse Sagas

Link: “The Stora Hammars 1 image stone, showing the saga of Hildr, undre what may be the rite of blood eagle, and on the bottom a Viking ship,” by Berig (own work), in English Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vikings#/media/File:Hammars_(I).JPG … CC BY-SA 3.0 … Cropped … DESCRIPTION: On left, a Viking boat with four bearded Viking warriors seated, shields at their sides, and swords raised above their heads. They face right. Middle, A woman with long, flowing hair and wearing a long robe stands on the shore and faces the men in the boat; she holds a torch or tree branch overhead. Right: Behind her on the land are three Norsemen standing with shields at their sides and swords raised over their heads … COMMENT: I take the woman in the center of the tableau to be the Viking mother who keeps the hearth fire and tends the children of the Viking warrior while he is at sea. She welcomes the sea farers home.

Link: “The Stora Hammars 1 image stone, showing the saga of Hildr, undre what may be the rite of blood eagle, and on the bottom a Viking ship,” by Berig (own work), in English Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vikings#/media/File:Hammars_(I).JPG … CC BY-SA 3.0 … Cropped …

DESCRIPTION: On left, a Viking boat with four bearded Viking warriors seated, shields at their sides, and swords raised above their heads. They face right. Middle, A woman with long, flowing hair and wearing a long robe stands on the shore and faces the men in the boat; she holds a torch or tree branch overhead. Right: Behind her on the land are three Norsemen standing with shields at their sides and swords raised over their heads …

COMMENT: I take the woman in the center of the tableau to be the Viking mother who keeps the hearth fire and tends the children of the Viking warrior while he is at sea. She welcomes the sea farers home.

 

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.

Image: “Illustration from the 1922 book “The Boy’s Book of King Arthur”, p 306, depicting the final duel between King Arthur and Sir Mordred in the Battle of Camlan,” by N.C. Wyeth, 1922, in English Wikipiedia … https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Boys_King_Arthur_-_N._C._Wyeth_-_p306.jpg … in CC BY-SA 3.0 … DESCRIPTION: “Illustration from page 306 of ‘The Boy’s King Arthur’: the death of Arthur and Mordred – ‘Then the king … ran towards Sir Mordred, crying, ‘Traitor, now is thy death day come.'” … COMMENT: Although this is a drawing of a battle between King Arthur and Mordred, it reminds me, by its deadly intent, of the battle between the Saracen and the Christian that was an example for me, in a past incarnation, of my own self embodied in ‘another’, whom I sought to kill, only to find myself mortally wounded through my own murderous intent.

Image: “Illustration from the 1922 book “The Boy’s Book of King Arthur”, p 306, depicting the final duel between King Arthur and Sir Mordred in the Battle of Camlan,” by N.C. Wyeth, 1922, in English Wikipiedia … https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Boys_King_Arthur_-_N._C._Wyeth_-_p306.jpg … in CC BY-SA 3.0 …

DESCRIPTION: “Illustration from page 306 of ‘The Boy’s King Arthur’: the death of Arthur and Mordred – ‘Then the king … ran towards Sir Mordred, crying, ‘Traitor, now is thy death day come.'” …

COMMENT: Although this is a drawing of a battle between King Arthur and Mordred, it reminds me, by its deadly intent, of the battle between the Saracen and the Christian that was an example for me, in a past incarnation, of my own self embodied in ‘another’, whom I sought to kill, only to find myself mortally wounded through my own murderous intent.

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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Foregleam . A Prose Poem

Written on about 1967; imaged on 9 April 2021; published on 10 April 2021

  • INTRODUCTION
  • “FOREGLEAM”
  • NOTES

Dear Ones,

INTRODUCTION

This prose poem hails from my college days. As I recall it was composed while I was reading the “Canterbury Tales” written in Middle English between the years 1387 and 1400 by Geoffrey Chaucer, whose work I much admired.

I recall being astounded by the words in the poem, as they came ‘out of the blue’. At time, it seemed to me as if I were that older woman described in the passage. It is as if I were standing in her body.

I did not know what to make of it. Was it really to be me, in this present incarnation, as the years rolled on? Was it someone else, someone I had been in the Middle Ages? To be frank, I was baffled.

When I came across this poem some years ago, I thought to include it in the tales of my incarnational memories noted below. You must make of it what you will.

Image: “Peasant Girl Spinning,” by Elihu Vedder, 1869, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Elihu_Vedder_-_A_Peasant_Girl_Spinning.jpg … public domain

Image: “Peasant Girl Spinning,” by Elihu Vedder, 1869, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Elihu_Vedder_-_A_Peasant_Girl_Spinning.jpg … public domain\

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“FOREGLEAM”
A Prose Poem by Alice B. Clagett
ca. 1967

Though now the grey subdued her raven hair
Her step was light and lithesome as a maid’s,

And yet her eyes did sparkle in her face
As do the sparrow’s, chortling in spring’s wake.

Her frame, dainty and slim, but strong withal,
Was like the reed which, troubled by the wind,

Will only bow its head and, in the calm,
Stand up the stronger, although not so tall.

Her garment was of simple brown and white.
Her voice was bright and knowing, fairy-like,

And often would she gaze into the air
In contemplation, fingertip on mouth.

It mattered naught how cold or wet the day.
In any kind of weather she would walk.

Whenever she was asked to speak her mind,
First quode she always, “Well now, let me see.”

And ever was her speech as calm and sweet
As whispering fountain on a sunlit morn.

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NOTES

The word ‘quode’ I take to mean ‘spake’ or ‘responded’; I believe this is a word from medieval times that might also have been in use during the European Renaissance (given the imaginative use of various spellings of words, even within one literary work, during those times … and even up until the end of the 19th Century, during the days of my grandparents here in the United States). I feel it may be kin to the words ‘quedan’ (Old High German), ‘cwethan’ (Old English), and ‘quethen’ (Middle English, past tense ‘quoth’).

Here is an instance from “A merry iest how a sergeant would learne to playe the frere, written by maister Thomas More in hys youth” …

“In dede quode he,
“It hath with me,
“Bene better than it is.”

— from Link: “The History of the English Language” …  https://johnsonsdictionaryonline.com/the-history-of-the-english-language/ … The poem is public domain because it is so old.

Sir Thomas More, who was sainted, lived from 1478 to 1535, during the European Renaissance.

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Image: “Foregleam,” a poem composed and handwritten by Alice B. Clagett, ca. 1967, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Foregleam,” a poem composed and handwritten by Alice B. Clagett, ca. 1967, CC BY-SA 4.0

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Image: “In the Forest for Mushrooms,” by Sergey Vinogradov, 1927, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Sergey_Vinogradov_-_Gathering_Mushrooms_in_the_Forest.jpg … public domain

Image: “In the Forest for Mushrooms,” by Sergey Vinogradov, 1927, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Sergey_Vinogradov_-_Gathering_Mushrooms_in_the_Forest.jpg … public domain

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–from Link: “Foregleam,” a prose poem by Alice B. Clagett, written ca. 1967; imaged on 9 April 2021; published on 10 April 2021 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-mjK ..

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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

Image: “Cain and Abel,” by Titian, between 1542 and 1544, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Titian_-_Cain_and_Abel.JPG … public domain … DESCRIPTION: Cain and Abel are fighting. “Some scholars believed that Cain’s motives were plain jealousy and lust. Both Cain and Abel desired to marry Adam’s beautiful daughter, Aclima (Arabic: Aqlimia’). Seeking to end the dispute between them, Adam suggested that each present an offering before God. The one whose offering God accepted would marry Aclima.” –from “Cain and Abel,” in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cain_and_Abel#:~:text=Some%20scholars%20believed%20that%20Cain’s,God%20accepted%20would%20marry%20Aclima. … CC BY-SA 3.0 Unported

Image: “Cain and Abel,” by Titian, between 1542 and 1544, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Titian_-_Cain_and_Abel.JPG … public domain … DESCRIPTION: Cain and Abel are fighting. “Some scholars believed that Cain’s motives were plain jealousy and lust. Both Cain and Abel desired to marry Adam’s beautiful daughter, Aclima (Arabic: Aqlimia’). Seeking to end the dispute between them, Adam suggested that each present an offering before God. The one whose offering God accepted would marry Aclima.” –from “Cain and Abel,” in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cain_and_Abel#:~:text=Some%20scholars%20believed%20that%20Cain’s,God%20accepted%20would%20marry%20Aclima. … CC BY-SA 3.0 Unported

 

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

Image: “Forest Deva and Nature Spirit,” adapted and compiled by Alice B. Clagett, 26 April 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0, , from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … CREDITS: Image: “Sculpture of an Angel as a Gravestone,” by hugovk, 25 March 2006, German Wiktionary … https://de.wiktionary.org/wiki/Datei:Brooklands_cemetery_angel1.jpg … CC BY-SA 2.0. Image: “”Fairies Looking Through A Gothic Arch,” by John Anster Fitzgerald, ca. 1864, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Fairy_passage.jpg … public domain … DESCRIPTION: A winged being in a long robe stands in a forest, facing to right. On its shoulder is a tiny, winged nature spirit or faerie … COMMENT: This image is intended to portray a forest deva and a faerie (which is one sort of nature spirit). As you may know, a deva is a particular kind of angel that cares for some aspect of Earth. In this case, it is a deva that cares for a particular forest. Nature spirits, I feel, are baby angels; in this case we could guess the nature spirit is a baby forest deva.

Image: “Forest Deva and Nature Spirit,” adapted and compiled by Alice B. Clagett, 26 April 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0, , from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

CREDITS: Image: “Sculpture of an Angel as a Gravestone,” by hugovk, 25 March 2006, German Wiktionary … https://de.wiktionary.org/wiki/Datei:Brooklands_cemetery_angel1.jpg … CC BY-SA 2.0. Image: “”Fairies Looking Through A Gothic Arch,” by John Anster Fitzgerald, ca. 1864, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Fairy_passage.jpg … public domain …

DESCRIPTION: A winged being in a long robe stands in a forest, facing to right. On its shoulder is a tiny, winged nature spirit or faerie …

COMMENT: This image is intended to portray a forest deva and a faerie (which is one sort of nature spirit). As you may know, a deva is a particular kind of angel that cares for some aspect of Earth. In this case, it is a deva that cares for a particular forest. Nature spirits, I feel, are baby angels; in this case we could guess the nature spirit is a baby forest deva.

 

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.

Image: “Hylas and the Water Nymphs,” by Henrietta Rae, ca. 1909, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Hylas_and_the_Water_Nymphs.jpg … public domain … DESCRIPTION: On the left is a pond in the forest. In the pond are blooming water lilies. In the pond play six beautiful young water nymphs, with flowers in their hair. To the right, on the bank of the pond, kneels a young man with a cloth around his waist, and an ornate piece of cloth flung over his right shoulder. He is looking up at a beautiful water nymph standing behind him, and leaning towards him … COMMENT: This image reminds me of an incarnational memory of meeting my true love at a pond in a deep forest many centuries ago. Only, we were all young children, growing up together in the forest, and we two … Tom and I … became pledged our troth at a much younger age. It was at about the age of the young people in the image that we two consummated our union. It is interesting that, in my incarnational memory, I was first a nature spirit in that forest, and then became a human child because of a young boy I saw playing in the pond; in a similar way, the image shows nature spirits as being fond of the young man by the pond.

Image: “Hylas and the Water Nymphs,” by Henrietta Rae, ca. 1909, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Hylas_and_the_Water_Nymphs.jpg … public domain …

DESCRIPTION: On the left is a pond in the forest. In the pond are blooming water lilies. In the pond play six beautiful young water nymphs, with flowers in their hair. To the right, on the bank of the pond, kneels a young man with a cloth around his waist, and an ornate piece of cloth flung over his right shoulder. He is looking up at a beautiful water nymph standing behind him, and leaning towards him …

COMMENT: This image reminds me of an incarnational memory of meeting my true love at a pond in a deep forest many centuries ago. Only, we were all young children, growing up together in the forest, and we two … Tom and I … became pledged our troth at a much younger age. It was at about the age of the young people in the image that we two consummated our union. It is interesting that, in my incarnational memory, I was first a nature spirit in that forest, and then became a human child because of a young boy I saw playing in the pond; in a similar way, the image shows nature spirits as being fond of the young man by the pond.

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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.

Link: “We Hold a Treasure” by Mary Southard, 5 November 2015, at Mary Southard Art … https://www.marysouthard.org/we-hold-a-treasure/ … COMMENT: This page features a beautiful art piece depicting a woman with long, flowing hair, tenderly encircling Earth.

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://www.ascensionlibrary.org/ 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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Clearing and Revamping Our Mental-Emotional Images

First Chakra Clearing

I have noticed lately that I have been doing a lot of clearing, and clearing of the lower triangle, especially the first chakra. The results of this clearing … or the symptom of this clearing … are all kinds of very sad, or painful thoughts and emotions, or angry, perhaps, and all kinds of things come up: things that I considered, in the past, I did not even have … But maybe they are from prior lifetimes? Or maybe deeply buried, in this lifetime, from some single incident, sometime … here or there? … are patterns of emotion and thought that I considered to be completely unacceptable.

A Neutral Attitude Towards Brutal Incarnational Memories Helps Soul Clearing

As I clear the lower triangle, especially the first chakra, these patterns come up, and completely horrify me. But the good thing is that they are coming up, because they are leaving; they are clearing. And so, I try to be dispassionate when they come up; I try to feel good about it, you know? In fact, that it is a good thing that is happening; and that Spirit really knows the right thing to do for me; and not get involved in the stories that come up, because there are many stories that the mind attaches to these kind of emotions. just rotely … just out of stream of consciousness, and prior experience.

So, say I remember, from a past lifetime, a time when I had been brutally killed during a war. Right? And I am in the process of releasing that energy stream … that thread of energy … and any other people’s energies that happen to be a similar resonance, and that are attaching to that.

It will bring up memories: Maybe of past lifetimes when that happened; or maybe of movies that I have seen; or maybe of any moment in my current life when I felt that kind of horrible emotion. I can pay attention to the story, or I can just release the energy, you know? … and go on. It seems to me much faster to simply pay attention to the energy and not the story.

–from Link: “Clearing and Revamping Our Mental-Emotional Images,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 24 August 2013; published on 25 August 2013; transcribed on 23 July 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6En ..

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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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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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Package Dream . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 16 May 2018; published on 11 July 2018
The sidebar has been excerpted from a blog published on 3 May 2020
Symbolic metaphors: To give someone ‘the boot’ …
and … I’ll die of embarrassment if people find out!

  • PACKAGE DREAM
    • A Very Vivid Dream
  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • Public Humiliation as a Way of Making Up for a Capital Offense?
    • Using A Symbolic Object or Action to Represent Having Sexual  Intercourse
    • ASPs as ‘Flow-Throughs’ for the Collective Unconscious
    • The Voodoo Doll Actor that Delivers the ASP Energy Package Past the Prison Fence of Societal Expectations
    • Sidebar: ‘Normalization’ of Paraphilia on the Silver Screen

Dear Ones,

Here is a video about a very vivid Package Dream I had about two months ago. I have put off publishing it because I feel that my explication could use improvement. Finally I decided to just go ahead and release it. Here goes: First the dream, then the video, then an edited Summary of the video …

PACKAGE DREAM

Drawing: “Package Dream,” by Alice B. Clagett, 16 May 2018, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … LEGEND: THE PACKAGE DREAM: A man stands in a prison yard. A guard is nearby, and I sense, but cannot see, a few inmates here and there inside the yard. The man is putting a package wrapped in brown paper over the top of the prison fence, sliding it between the top of the fence and the first of three strands of barbed wire. He says: “M— will send the package out.” The guards and inmates applaud. The man says: “People know what I do but they don’t do anything about it.”

Drawing: “Package Dream,” by Alice B. Clagett, 16 May 2018, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … 

LEGEND: THE PACKAGE DREAM: A man stands in a prison yard. A guard is nearby, and I sense, but cannot see, a few inmates here and there inside the yard. The man is putting a package wrapped in brown paper over the top of the prison fence, sliding it between the top of the fence and the first of three strands of barbed wire. He says: “M— will send the package out.” The guards and inmates applaud. The man says: “People know what I do but they don’t do anything about it.”

A Very Vivid Dream

A man stands in a prison yard … A guard is nearby, and I sense, but cannot see, a few inmates here and there inside the yard.

In front of the man is a 5-foot fence, and above it. three rows of barbed wire. He has a package maybe 8 inches by 12 inches by 2 inches, wrapped in brown paper and sealed up with tape. He is inserting the 8 inch x 2 inch edge of the package through the fence above the top of the fence and below the lowest strand of barbed wire.

He says: M— will send the package out.

The guards and inmates applaud.

The man says: People know what I do but they don’t do anything about it.

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Public Humiliation as a Way of Making Up for a Capital Offense?

Let’s say that there were a case where a person was using a starring role in a movie to offer penance for having done serial killing. Now that is a very interesting thought process: That by playing the role, in front of the public, or in front of other people, of having been that, they are absolved of that.

It reminds me of a case (an astral story; ‘psy in the sky’) I ran into some years ago, where a person murdered a woman for money for the group that they were in, and then went to the person in charge of that group and said: Look what I’ve done.

As penance, that person assigned that they should publish a biography or curriculum vitae online, that indicated they were looking for a job as an Assassin. So Assassin was indicated as their career choice. The person in charge said that they had to leave that online for a month, as penance.

What is that? Public humiliation as a way of making up for a capital offense?  I cannot figure it out. But I know it means something very important, in terms of antisocial personality syndrome. Maybe later it will come to me.

Using A Symbolic Object or Action to Represent Having Sexual  Intercourse

Then though, I think it has something to do with deeply repressed sexual desire in some people who exhibit antisocial personality disorder … and how they sometimes use symbols to represent, for instance, their phallus … and then insert this symbolic phallus … a ‘foreign object’ into somebody else, because they consider sexuality to be beneath them, or bad. Yet they have the drive to express themselves sexually. And so a way of wussing around the situation is to symbolically perform the act.

Along that line of inquiry I recall a dream I had about an astral figure putting a boot in my abdomen. As a visual re-enactment of a subconscious metaphor, this might mean to my subconscious mind that he is “giving me the boot.’ That might be considered a symbolic act of rape with a boot … an object used as a substitute for a man’s penis.

Similarly, the act of spitting on someone who is kneeling to you might be considered a symbolic act of ejaculation. The act of inserting a pen into an orifice of a child might be considered symbolic rape, or sexual intercourse.

I feel that both these instances have to do with subconscious symbolism based on a metaphor or figure of speech. An applicable figure of speech might be: I’ll die of embarrassment if people find out! So then, the person feels under threat of death if they perform the act of sex, as their preference is to have sex with young children, and that is frowned upon by polite society. Rather than face the threat of death, they devise a symbolic, ‘arms length’ means of acting out sexual intercourse.

If the substitute sexual act is done with a fountain pen or with spit, then it may seem to be sexual intercourse, at least to the subconscious mind. Yet the act is performed in such a way as to prevent the threat of death, according to the limited understanding of the subconscious mind of the person performing the act. Ironically, the forcible use of a fountain pen as a substitute penis is termed ‘forcible sexual penetration with a foreign object’ in a legal sense, and carries with it legal consequences. 

I see online that substitution of spit for semen, like substitution of feces or urine for semen … termed coprophilia and urolagnia, urophilia, or ‘golden showers’ … is a form of sexual play termed ‘spit fetish’. It may have to do with salirophilia, a sexual fetish to do with linking of sexual arousal to soiling another person.

In my work I define the term ‘paraphilia’ as being to do with illegal sexual fetishes, in the sense that force is being used against another person in performing the act of sexual intercourse. It seems to me the ‘spit fetish’ would fit more the term ‘fetish’ than the term ‘paraphilia’ according to my definition.

ASPs as ‘Flow-Throughs’ for the Collective Unconscious

I will tell you another thing that happened on the astral plane, that had to do with voodoo, and voodoo dolls. I feel the notion of voodoo has a deep subconscious basis; it represents a principle of the deep subconscious mind.

Voodoo practitioners feel that they can put pins in a voodoo doll, and that will adversely affect the health of the person that the doll represents. Taking this one step further, antisocial personalities sometimes apparently degrade the astral matter of a person to the point where the person is very susceptible to mind control. The mind control ability that the antisocial personality feels derives from his conscious perception of the Collective Unconscious flowing through him. The ASP is consciously aware of the Collective Unconscious because his point of awareness within his Higher Mental Body is the primitive reptilian portion of the mental body in the center of the head …

Link: “The Brain’s Limbic System: Play and Exploration; Love, Joy!” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 5 December 2016; published on 1 February 2017 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6Zc ..

Link: “Reptilian Strands Resolving in the Noosphere,” by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 4 December 2017 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7Yg ..

The antisocial personality or ASP feels the Collective Unconscious … or Unconscious Thought Cloud of the World … flowing through his mind, and into the mind of the person that is mind controlled. Therefore the latter’s astral matter is degraded, and their Soul begins to receive Soul wounding.

Then, instinctively, the antisocial personality uses to his own advantage these people who have been mind controlled. For more on this, see my Spiritual Adept Short-Cuts blog series …

Link: “Spiritual Adept Shortcuts Series,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 23 June 2018; revised on 30 April 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-9su ..

These people that have been degraded, or made into ‘donkeys’ carrying the dark energies … or ‘donkified’, you could say … are a little like voodoo dolls … only they are alive. In other words, they are victims of voodoo who can be used to transport the dark energies of the antisocial personality into other people in the world.

They could,for instance, be his arms and legs, if he is bound down, for some reason, in a particular locale; say, in jail.

The Voodoo Doll Actor that Delivers the ASP Energy Package Past the Prison Fence of Societal Expectations

So then now, back to other forms of symbolic passing on of energy. It seems to me like the antisocial personality may feel that all the objects and people in the world are like but tools through which his energy passes, altering the world that he sees.

So for instance, if he were to get a ‘donkified’ person … or ‘voodoo-ized’ person … an ‘undead’ person … to perform in a movie that represented evil, such as serial killing, then that would be, to his mind perhaps a flowing through of what he might consider himself to be himself … the Collective Unconscious or Collective Subconscious.

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Sidebar: ‘Normalization’ of Paraphilia on the Silver Screen

The 2018 movie “Bad Samaritan” is about a serial killer who is a bondage and discipline (B/D) antisocial personality. From the antisocial stance, it seems to me this movie might be seen as an attempt to win over the ‘normal’ public to the notion of paraphilia or sexual deviation, by presenting the joy the serial killer gets in performing ritual acts of B/D, yet at the same time ‘softening’ the ending by allowing the ‘normal’, the hero, to reverse the roles and perform B/D upon the serial killer.

The feel of the “Bad Samaritan” movie, to my perception, is like that of the 2018 movie “Tag” which popularizes the prison game of ‘rape tag’ by ‘softening’ it so that it appears to be a socially acceptable game of male bonding.

Link: “Bad Samaritan (2018),” in IMDb … https://www.imdb.com/title/tt3203528/ ..

Link: “Tag (2018),” in IMDB … https://www.imdb.com/title/tt2854926/ ..

From an intuitive stance, I feel it possible that many movies have been made in the last 20 years that represent the antisocial point of view. As to whether the entertainment industry is being influenced by ASPs through mind control, or whether the problem may lie nearer to home, I cannot say.

It is because of the antisocial tenor of many modern offerings on the silver screen that I feel very strongly the importance to the Lightworker of grounding in the real world rather than in the world of virtual fantasy.

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The ASP might identify with the subconscious or unconscious energies of the noosphere in a state of Ego … a state of not recognizing the individuality of anything but himself … this energy flowing out of him, through another person that he considers to be a ‘thing’, or an animal, or an object; and then from that person, who is being represented on the silver screen, that would then affect and ‘donkify’ other people … maybe millions of people … maybe the entire world … in the image he has of himself as, say, Satan incarnate.

This way of looking at people as ‘voodoo dolls’ through which he can manipulate the hologram is a hallmark of the mind of the antisocial personality. I recall my mother used to term it ‘megalomania’ or as having ‘delusions of grandeur’. She had a ‘bounce back’ way of looking at people like that, as if they had no relation to her, and could not harm her. I feel hers was a healthy way of seeing the issue, from the point of view of psychology.

In my writing, I term the megalomanical point of view the ‘Circle of One’. There is more about that and about the antisocial personality in my blog categories: Circle of One  …  Antisocial personalities  …  ‘Feral children’  … and …  Feral drives – pack instincts

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

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Odd Telepathic Events During Mercury Retrograde . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 15 April 2018; published on 23 April 2020

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • ‘The Overlord’ on Mercury Retrograde
    • Martian Bacterial Colonists, Negative Astral Beings, and Mercury Retrograde
    • Crystalline Entity Near Left Top of Head
    • Crystalline Entity Near Right Top of Head
    • Gaseous Entity: ‘Astral Matter’?
    • Does ‘the Overlord’ Regulate Global Telepathy to Its Own Ends?
    • Big Telepathic Event: Demon Roaring!
    • ‘Big Bads’ . Too Big to Tangle With
    • Superior Fire Power: Angels, Beings of Light, Nature Spirits and Devas
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Dear Ones,

This is a video about a very weird series of telepathic events during the recent Mercury retrograde. Mostly, questions without answers here. 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 ran into some strange stuff last night. I think it had to do with Mercury retrograde, which is maybe starting to clear up this morning.

‘The Overlord’ on Mercury Retrograde

I was dealing with the Martian bacterial colonists of Earth, and I came in contact, one more time, with someone they call the Overlord. And I had some questions about Mercury retrograde. And the answer that I got from the ‘Overlord’ was : Need to know.

So I know there is something going on with the planet Mercury (1).

Martian Bacterial Colonists, Negative Astral Beings, and Mercury Retrograde

A few years back, I ran into something about the microbes (at that time, I did not know they were the Martian bacterial colonists of Earth) and the demon realm … the negative astral beings.

And I kind of discounted that, because I have not run into it much lately. But during Mercury retrograde, yesterday and last night, I did run into it again. So, there may be some of that going on, during times that we would consider to be astrologically adverse to us.

So, the question I had about Mercury being retrograde … the only response I actually got: Mercury is far away, they said.

I do not know what that means … during retrograde? … Then, at that time, the Martian bacterial colonists kind of ‘lose it’ … They kind of ‘freak out’. And they come up with all kinds of emotional ‘neg speak’, apparently, from time to time, during a retrograde like that.

The question in my mind is: Why is that? What is it about the planet Mercury that helps the Martian bacterial colonists to cope, on an even keel, with life on Earth?

Crystalline Entity Near Left Top of Head

That brings me in mind of something else that I came into contact with last night. First it started with the crystalline entity in the … what do you call it? … the little areas of … Inside the brain there are little areas that are filled with fluid. They do not have brain cells in them. They are just filled with cerebrospinal fluid.

[I checked the terms: ventricle … fontanelle … gyrus  … and …  sulcus. These do not seem to apply to what I have sensed. I do not know what to say about that, right now.]

On the left, top part of my head, I noticed one, from time to time, where there is an entity that I call the crystalline entity. (Apparently, the term ‘crystalline’ refers to hydroxyapatite crystals found in bone.)

It is so sweet; it is a very high-pitched voice, and goes on about things. However, last night it was saying: You know, we can’t be like this forever. We have to expand outward, in ever greater expansion.

And finally I got it, that I was talking to an immature bone cell, an osteoblast, in there … because they flatten out, and they get very large and long and flat, when they turn into bone, you know?

So I asked to talk to the bone cells themselves, and, in a very calm, quiet voice, they said: We don’t talk much.

I said: Why is that?

And they said: Well, we’ve grown up now, and settled down.

… or something like that; words to that effect.

And here was a young one that was just going on and on.

Crystalline Entity Near Right Top of Head

And so I asked … since there are different, fluid-filled cavities in the brain, I asked if there were other crystalline entities … crystalline would be what bone is made of; it is made of a kind of crystal … hydroxyapatite crystals … so it would be a crystalline entity, a very young crystalline entity, that I have been talking to off and on. I am relieved to say, human … part of the human system … unless the human bones are, maybe, a different kind of organism? Is that possible? But they all come from the same DNA, right? So … not possible!

Anyway, over on the right side, there is apparently another fluid-filled cavity, but with a slightly lower voice.

And I said: Why is your voice lower?

And it said: I’m a little older.

Like that! I do not know what to make of it; I am just reporting it. It is weird, but that is what I heard.

Gaseous Entity: ‘Astral Matter’?

Then it segued into an entity …

I said: What kind of entity are you?

And it said: That would be hard to describe.

I said (this was intuition): Are you gaseous? Are you made of gas?

And it said: Yes.

And so, first I thought: Maybe this is the ‘astral matter’ that the Theosophists talk about?

I said: What do you do?

And it said: We control everything.

My interpretation of this would be: Maybe it is what provides the natural order of things. And then I began to wonder if there is a relationship between that gas … which is ‘everywhere’, it says … and Mercury retrograde. But I do not have an answer for you about it. These are just preliminary leads in a new, ongoing investigation.

Does ‘the Overlord’ Regulate Global Telepathy to Its Own Ends?

There was one other thing that happened this morning. It had to do with what the Martian bacterial colonists call … in hushed tones … ‘the Overlord’. I noticed, today, that it is apparently responsible for regulating telepathy … global telepathy … right now.

And I think that because, last night, I started talking to some other people about the Martian bacterial colonists, and their alliance with the demon realm, on the global internet … the ‘astral airs’. And suddenly, ‘the Overlord’ issued a command to the Martian bacterial colonists in my gut, to cut off the telepathy. And then I could not hear anything at all, on the astral plane.

The Overlord, in my case, was entering my energy field through the top right side of my head. I do not know if that just has to do with my particular energy field, or if it is universally true that that happens.

So I think the thing to do, is to tell that demon that you do not want to buy into global telepathy, at times when things feel odd. Because the thing is, when you buy into that, then it starts ratcheting up the primal resonance of the Martian bacterial population in the gut. And it uses that telepathy for its own ends.

It is better to be silent, and to not be involved in this telepathy … especially since these negative astral beings, whenever possible … whenever astrological conditions permit … are messing up the works, up there.

I think there will come the day when it is fine. But right now, especially during a Mercury retrograde, or at times when there is big solar activity, and a lot of stuff going on in the atmosphere, it is better to avoid that. It is better to do our grounding work, I feel. Otherwise, there is just too much … as they say … ‘hell to pay’.

Big Telepathic Event: Demon Roaring!

Yesterday there was a big event … and that is part proof of this idea that I have, that it is better not to do this. Early in the day, there was a big telepathic event, in which somebody claimed that they were in jail. Then suddenly, they were obsessed by a demon, and there was this giant, roaring thing going on, reminiscent of the best television horror movies!

A lot of people saw it. I did not see. I do not usually see scary things; I see good things. But a lot of people … it was men … saw that scary thing; and the good thing is, they now have an understanding that it is really not possible to control the demon realm.

‘Big Bads’ Too Big to Tangle With

Sometimes men enter into black magic agreements, or Satanic agreements, or Satanic rites, with the notion: I’m a big guy. I’m going to control the demon realm!

Then there are the Big Bads. They control the small demons, the astral rascals that people generally see at the outset. And those astral rascals will come around. Especially as the black magicker, or sorcerer, or shaman, gets older, if he has been cutting deals with the Satan world … with the negative alien agenda … and his ki, or chi, or life force, starts naturally to be less and less as he gets older, then that is an opportunity for the negative astral beings to swoop in, and steal into his body, and subvert his will power to their own ends.

Superior Fire Power: Angels, Beings of Light, Nature Spirits and Devas

It is always good to know your enemy; and not to assume that you can control them all the time. Instead, look for the superior force. Look for the Angel Realm. Look for the beings of Light and Christed Love that are available to thwart these enemies of humankind.

Then there are all the nature spirits and devas of the natural world, which will joyously swoop down. If you can find yourself in nature, it is an incredible display: They just go chasing after the demons, and swoop them right out of the forests, and out of the fields, and back into the cities.

Well, so, enough stories for today. I will talk to you all later. I hope you all survived Mercury retrograde.

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

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According to Wikipedia, the Roman god Mercury “is the god of financial gain, commerce, eloquence (and thus poetry), messages, communication (including divination), travelers, boundaries, luck, trickery and thieves; he also serves as the guide of souls to the underworld.” – from “Mercury (mythology),” in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mercury_(mythology) ..

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Sacrifice of the Innocents Malware . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 21 August 2017; published on 14 September 2017

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • ‘Sacrifice of the Innocents’ Malware
    • The Weight of a Person’s Astral Matter Determines Their Destiny in the Afterlife
    • ‘Proxy Slaughter of the Innocents’ Malware
    • The Alternatives: Grace and Dharma, or Blessed Action in the World

Dear Ones,

This video is about the sacrifice of the innocents malware that is clearing from Earth right now. 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.

‘Sacrifice of the Innocents’ Malware

I would like to report on some malware that is out there, that is being cleared right now. It is called ‘sacrifice of the innocents’ malware. And it goes like this …

Some people are thinking … and in extreme cases, even acting out … the notion that by sacrifice of the innocents … what they call ‘blood sacrifice’ in black magic … they can redeem their groups, or aid their groups … and that, because they are doing that good for their groups, it is what you might call un-karma … not a bad karmic action, but a good karmic action.

The logic behind that is that these people know that their groups are going things to incur bad karma, and so they sacrifice the innocents and send their Souls down to hell, to appease the Demon realm.

It is like balancing of chits. It is like substituting one person for another person, so that the bad karma can be … like measles … transferred to the innocents who are sacrificed. Some black magic cults believe this.

The Weight of a Person’s Astral Matter Determines Their Destiny in the Afterlife

That is not possible in karmic terms, because the Demon realm cannot accept that kind of energy … the energy of innocent people. It gives them, you might say, indigestion. But in the occult realm, the astral matter of the innocents who are slaughtered is too light.

It is too light in weight; it is not dense enough to float down to the Demon realm. It can be bounced down through that act. And I have seen that happen on the clair plane: The sacrifice of an innocent who is then cursed by a group of people … black magickers … and bounced down into the Demon realm very briefly … say, for half an hour … and then floats back up again.

So the malware is based on a fallacy, a heresy. And I advise those of you who recognize that in themselves … especially those who are acting that out … to cease acting that out. As what it does is, it is not un-karma; it is bad karma. And it makes your own Soul matter denser, so that it is agreeable to the Demon realm.

‘Proxy Slaughter of the Innocents’ Malware

There is another thing that is being done, and that is ‘proxy slaughter of the innocents’: A black magicker who believes this, mind controls other people whom he feels are inferior to himself … like felons … into doing the slaughter of the innocents. And by that means he hopes to avoid the karma for himself.

I am here to say: God is not fooled by these childish maneuvers, which are arising from the unconscious mind right now … from the desire elemental, and the inner child in ourselves, and from the Martian influence in our colons.

So the thing to do is to clear through all this stuff; let all this malware go. And realize that our own actions in the world are the thing that counts. Our own thoughts are actions, and they count as well. Our mind control thoughts of other people also count.

The Alternatives: Grace and Dharma, or Blessed Action in the World

We must rely upon grace right now. And that brings us to dharma: To the state of blessed action in the world.

That is all for now. You all, take care! Steer clear of this malware; it is pernicious. [chuckles softly]

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

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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

  • ACTUATORS
  • USE OF ACTUATORS AS EARTH’S BEINGS BEGIN TO BECOME A SOCIAL MEMORY COMPLEX
  • SORTING THROUGH ASTRAL NEGATIVE AND ASTRAL POSITIVE REALITIES
  • HOW LONG WILL THE ASTRAL SORTING TAKE?
  • THE GREY ALIEN TIMELOOP TIMELINE, AND WHAT BECAME OF THE GREY ALIEN SOCIETY
  • WHAT TO DO IF WE FIND OURSELVES ON THE GREY ALIEN TIMELINE, OR ANY UNDESIRABLE TIMELINE
    • Timeline and Dimensional Optimization Activation of Light, Gifted by the Hathors

Dear Ones,

ACTUATORS

Actuator is a new term I am using for buzz words that are heard over and over again in the astral chatter. Typically, a group of people, whether well-intentioned or self-serving, whether consciously or unconsciously, will begin using an actuator over and over again. Actuators ripple through the noosphere like fads (like the hula hoop, for instance), then fade from the ethers. In the old days, before the 2012 Shift, actuators were sometimes used by spiritual adepts (whether white magicians or black magicians) to move the unconscious thought cloud of the world, collective unconscious, in one direction or another.

USE OF ACTUATORS AS EARTH’S BEINGS BEGIN TO BECOME A SOCIAL MEMORY COMPLEX

As the Ascension process unfolds, use of actuators is becoming a conscious effort by ever-shifting amalgams of mental energies. As the beings of Earth are becoming more conscious, the astral matter of Earth’s astral planes is also becoming more conscious.

After a time, most of Earth’s beings will no longer experience an unconscious thought cloud of the world; for them, astral matter will thrill with sentience. On these timelines, which will comprise the majority of alternate worlds being experienced, Earth’s sentient beings will become aligned in purpose; we will then move from what “The Law of One: The Ra Material” … https://www.lawofone.info/ … terms a social complex comprising many mind/body/spirits to a  a social memory complex. (For more on this, see “The Law of One: The Ra Material,” Question-Answer 11.17 … https://www.lawofone.info/results.php?s=11#17 ..)

When this happens, our co-creative process will become instantaneous, rather than the cumbersome process now in place. Many more beings will be on the same timeline, because we will all be very much on the same wavelength.

SORTING THROUGH ASTRAL NEGATIVE AND ASTRAL POSITIVE REALITIES

At present, however, we are sorting through astral negative and astral positive realities, and many are seeking to perfect these astral stances, with intent toward achieving Buddhic and Christ consciousness in the fifth dimension. We are achieving these astral polarities through individual experiences of Awareness timeline variants.

HOW LONG WILL THE ASTRAL SORTING TAKE?

There are those who say the experiential time it will take for all Earth’s beings to achieve 5D awareness is miniscule; that in fact, Earth is already 5D, and that all her sentient beings are on the cusp of this same awareness.

Others say some grace may be granted, and some slack taken, regarding the experiential time interval, especially with regard to those who choose the astral negative transitional experience.

THE GREY ALIEN TIMELOOP TIMELINE, AND WHAT BECAME OF THE GREY ALIEN SOCIETY

Those who chose the Grey Alien timeline, including …

  • those who consider themselves controllers,
  • those who consider themselves hybrids,
  • those who in aeons past have astrally leapt from body to body to avoid death,
  • some spiritual adepts who espouse consequentialism
  • some of the subtle sorcerers now in form,
  • Dark souls (the beings whose silver cord has been severed),
  • some antisocial personalities with superpowers,

…may take the longest, with an apocalyptic timeline involving:

  • physical separation of the human genders,
  • work camps (in the parking lots of shopping centers, they say!)
  • an end to family life,
  • in vitro fertilization and artificial gestation,
  • degeneration of humankind to a a cunning but animal state, no longer ensouled,
  • development of back-to-the-past timeline technology,
  • raiding of past humans’ bodies for viable eggs and sperm
  • and a seemingly infinite spiral of time loops backwards to just before the Ascension days that we just experienced, as a planetary group, in 2012.

The intent behind this digression from the fact of our planetary status is purely mental: These beings want to retain control of this world. They want to experience the illusion of control at all costs, and whether or not it is truly so.

The negative, backwards-looking negative astral timeline on which they find themselves will be a Divinely fashioned hellworld scenario in which they are the only ensouled sentient beings.

WHAT TO DO IF WE FIND OURSELVES ON THE GREY ALIEN TIMELINE, OR ANY UNDESIRABLE TIMELINE

Thus, for the rest of us, should we find ourselves momentarily experiencing the Grey Alien timeline, the thing to do is to immediately optimize our own timeline, so that we may move into alignment with our ascended planet Earth, and all the wonderful beings upon her.

Timeline and Dimensional Optimization Activation of Light, Gifted by the Hathors

Here is the timeline and dimensional optimization activation of Light, as gifted by the Hathors …

Spirit to Team!
Optimize timelines and dimensions!
For the All, through Free Will!

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