Here are my own memories of other incarnations, to which are appended recordings in many different voices. And here are thoughts on reincarnation.

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H-9. STORIES ABOUT WAR

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.

Alice’s Vision: The Christian and the Saracen

 

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 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,’” by N.C. Wyeth, 1922, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Boys_King_Arthur_-_N._C._Wyeth_-_p306.jpg … public domain … 

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.

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

I remembered that holographic audiovisual 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 and excerpted 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 ..

Alice’s Vision: Killed by a Comrade in Arms Over Love for a Woman

Image: “Four models from Björnhovda in Torslunda parish on Öland (Sweden). 2nd half of the 6th century Replica in the Romano-Germanic Museum in Mainz. (Original in the State Historical Museum in Stockholm),” by Tierkrieger_01.jpg : Christian Bickel, 28 March 2010, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Tierkrieger_4.png … CC BY-SA 2.0 Germany … DESCRIPTION: This was on another version of the same image that was in Wikimedia Commons: “An engraving of an image shown on a Vendel era bronze plate discovered in Öland, Sweden. Depicted are a berserker about to decapitate his enemy on the right and Oden on the left. Oden’s famous characters markers are not present.”

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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 and excerpted 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 ..

[This story is reprised in “Story of Two Warrior Friends.”]

Alice’s Vision: The Delirious, Mortally Wounded Soldier Who Killed His Wife by Mistake

Image: “The Battle of Kings Mountain depicting colonial riflemen advancing on the British position.,” by w.Frederick Coffay Yohn (1875-1933), in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Battle_Of_Kings_Mountain_Painting_Yohn_II.jpg … public domain

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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. 

When We War, We Only War Against Ourselves

 

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.

–revised and excerpted 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 … Note: The first story in the original blog did not have to do with my incarnational memories.

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In love, Light and joy,
Alice B. Clagett
I Am of the Stars

Previously entitled: “Tiny Anthologies: Incarnational Memories” … and … “Tiny Anthologies: My Incarnational Memories”  … and …  “Tiny Anthologies: My Memories of Other Incarnations”
Compiled from prior blogs on 10 February 2019; most recently revised on 25 February 2023.

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