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Notice That Blog Has Been Transcribed . by Alice B. Clagett

Published on 26 July 2019

Dear Ones,

I have transcribed the longish blog linked to below …

Link: “Alice’s Perilous Tales: Dissolving the Spell ‘Bow to Me!’,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 8 August 2015; revised on 17 May 2016; transcribed on 26 July 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-5bi ..

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

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Alice’s Perilous Tales: The Man with the Trembling Pinkie . by Alice B. Clagett

Published on 23 May 2019

Image: “A light display shines from where the World Trade Center used to be, New York, Sept. 11. The two beams of light are illuminated each year on the anniversary of the 9/11 attacks. (Official Marine Corps photo by Sgt. Randall A. Clinton),” author unknown, 11 September 2010, in Wikimedia Commons. This Image was released by the United States Navy with the ID 100911-M-4003C-145. As a work of the U.S. federal government, the image is in the public domain.

Image: “A light display shines from where the World Trade Center used to be, New York, Sept. 11. The two beams of light are illuminated each year on the anniversary of the 9/11 attacks. (Official Marine Corps photo by Sgt. Randall A. Clinton),” author unknown, 11 September 2010, in Wikimedia Commons. This Image was released by the United States Navy with the ID 100911-M-4003C-145. As a work of the U.S. federal government, the image is in the public domain.

Dear Ones,

In December of 2011 an alarming event happened to me; an event so harrowing that I have found it difficult to set down on paper, although I have tried many times.

In physical terms, the event was simple, and over with in an instant. It is the sense of terror I experienced that night, that I have not, till this very day, been able to quell.

Looking back through the window of time, it was the night of 4 December 2011. I had just gone to a Sunday evening service at Saint Thomas the Apostle Episcopal Church in Hollywood, California …

Link: “St. Thomas the Apostle Hollywood,” in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St._Thomas_the_Apostle_Hollywood ..

The music of the church organ and the voices of the choir had brought in the Angelic Realm. Before my startled psychic eyes, tier after tier of cherubim and seraphim descended into the church, blessing the congregation, and filling the surrounding area, for blocks around, with Angelic Light.

After the service, I was in a state of joy such as would be difficult to convey. I felt blessed beyond measure, beyond time and space; infinitely blessed.

I had only to go to the parking lot, retrieve my car, and head for home.

The church parking lot was separated from the church by a building just to its north, on North Gardner Street. As I began to walk up that little traveled residential street, I saw that dusk had fallen. The street was not lit by streetlights. And so, I walked very alertly toward where my car was parked.

As I approached the southeastern edge of the parking lot, I saw a stranger standing in the lot, with his back turned toward me. This man had curly white hair, a little like that in this photo of Mark Twain, but without the mustache …

Image: “A Portrait of Mark Twain Including Signature circa 1884,” from “The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn” (Harper edition, 1912), 1884, from Wikimedia Commons … public domain.

Image: “A Portrait of Mark Twain Including Signature circa 1884,” from “The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn” (Harper edition, 1912), 1884, from Wikimedia Commons … public domain.

It seemed to me that the man must have heard my footsteps; his shoulders stiffened, as if he did not want me to be there, or as if he were angry. Then the man’s smallest left finger began to tremble.

A feeling of mortal peril overcame me. It was a feeling of an intensity seldom before experienced in this lifetime (and only once since then). In my mind a series of visions of past events flashed by, all in the wink of an eye …

I remembered that, not long prior, I had seen a man of similar stature and with similar hair, back turned toward me, working on a laptop in a coffee shop on Venice Blvd near Marina del Rey, when I went in for coffee before an evening meditation class. In that instance, I also had had an ominous feeling, an inexplicable feeling of terror, when I noticed that the smallest right finger of the man’s hand, on the table near the laptop, started to tremble.

I remembered how, from inside my house one evening not long before, I had sensed evil intent lurking a few houses away, up a nearby hill; and then had gone on foot, with my flashlight, to investigate. As I walked up the street, I heard a car start, and rapidly gain speed. Intuitively I sensed the driver’s rage; felt the fingers of his right hand close round the grip of a pistol; felt the weight of the metal and the lethal energy of the weapon; felt his rage diminish ever so slightly as, streaking past me, he failed to raise the handgun and fire.

I remembered sitting in the meditation class a week or so prior, and sensing that a demonic energy was gathering in a car parked a block away, on West Charnock Road. Before my startled astral eyes, the eight-foot figure of a man, transparent but somehow very solid, emerged from the wall behind my back and to my right. It was the same Mark Twain hairdo! The man had the same stature as the one I now faced. It was like the man that materialized out of the floor in “Terminator 2” …

Video: “Terminator 2 Security Guard’s Death,” by mrsierraleone007, 29 December 2012 …    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DXsyn-9VLVA I recall, uncannily, that Dan Richard Stanton, the security guard done in by the Terminator in this video clip, looked very like a person who worked in Professor Fred Fox’s office at UCLA in days long past, when I worked as an editor there.

I remembered tapping a well of courage, rushing out of the house to the corner, looking up Charnock Road to where I felt danger to be lurking … And how, deja vu, an old sports car parked on the south side of Charnock Road, across a residential intersection, roared to life, gained speed from zero to 60 while crossing the intersection, and shot past me at breakneck speed, heading for McLaughlin Avenue.

So, on approaching the church parking lot that eerie evening, when I noticed the trembling finger of the standing stranger, I thought: Maybe this is the man that was in the coffee shop. Maybe this is the driver of the old sports car. Maybe this man has been stalking me.

I stopped walking, and stood very still, very centered and connected to the ground, as I had learned in the martial arts.

The man got close to his vehicle. And then something happened to him. A presence … an energy … descended on him. It was three or four feet wide, and circular, around him; and about nine feet tall.

The huge size of the descended energy so alarmed me that I have made a video, showing its size compared to the man’s size …

The sound effect is in the movie is imaginary … The event took place in stark silence, in a moment that seemed frozen in time and space …

When this huge energy descended upon the man, it changed him in such a way that his energy field waxed violent; suddenly, he projected fiery menace, like that of the dragon in this image …

Image 3B: “Return of the Fire Dragon,” https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/emporea/images/d/d9/Black_dragon_preloader.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20160216171424 ..

The stranger turned slowly around, with a liquid motion, to face me. The manner in which he turned ’round, and the feeling of his mind as he did so, reminded me of the hypnotic look in the eyes of Thulsa Doom, and the doleful fluidity, the ineluctable power of the move with which turned to behead the mother of the child Conan …

Video: “Thulsa Doom behead’s Conan’s mother – Conan the Barbarian (1982) (HD-720p),” by FilmSpectre, 25 April 2013 … https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=huTKdSZMRPg ..

The malefic energy that had come down upon the stranger was still upon him, as his gaze met mine. I had never seen the like.

I have tried to describe what occurred, but words are shabby tools for such a task. Finally, I set upon the notion of a visual presentation, and came up with this image …

Image: Serial killer personality behind the silhouette of the ‘normal’ personality of a person suffering from Multiple Personality Disorder. The serial killer personality is depicted by an altered version of the painting “The Great Red Dragon and the Beast from the Sea,” by William Blake, 1805, public domain; and the ‘normal’ personality is depicted by the silhouette of a man (who is facing forward). The silhouette is an adaptation of “Man standing silhouette.svg” by Open Clip Art Library, 16 April 2009, in Wikimedia Commons, public domain. I chose this silhouette because it did not resemble anyone whom I felt to be a multiple personality. Adapted and compiled by Alice B. Clagett, 22 February 2018, CC BY-SA 4.0. — This is an alternate interpretation of a drawing found in “Triple Vortical ‘Vampire Effect’ – a Temporary Ascension Symptom,” by Alice B. Clagett, in “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

Image: Serial killer personality behind the silhouette of the ‘normal’ personality of a person suffering from Multiple Personality Disorder. The serial killer personality is depicted by an altered version of the painting “The Great Red Dragon and the Beast from the Sea,” by William Blake, 1805, public domain; and the ‘normal’ personality is depicted by the silhouette of a man (who is facing forward). The silhouette is an adaptation of “Man standing silhouette.svg” by Open Clip Art Library, 16 April 2009, in Wikimedia Commons, public domain. I chose this silhouette because it did not resemble anyone whom I felt to be a multiple personality. Adapted and compiled by Alice B. Clagett, 22 February 2018, CC BY-SA 4.0. — This is an alternate interpretation of a drawing found in “Triple Vortical ‘Vampire Effect’ – a Temporary Ascension Symptom,” by Alice B. Clagett, in “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

The wording of the caption was written for the first blog in which the image appeared …

Link: “Multiple Personality Disorder,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 29 May 2018; revised on 23 February 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-9cQ ..

… and thus does not apply to today’s blog. In grappling with an explanation for the event I am describing today, I included the same image, with a different caption, in another blog …

Link: “Triple Vortical ‘Vampire Effect’ – a Temporary Ascension Symptom,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 5 May 2017; revised on 22 February 2018, 22 April 2018, and 23 February 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7bd ..

For today’s blog, the silhouette of the man in the image could be said to represent the stranger in the parking lot. The glowering brow of the many-headed being behind him imparts the menacing nature of the Dark energy I sensed round the stranger that night.

In point of fact, it felt that dreadful night as if another being … a malevolent being … had descended on this person in front of me.

I called upon the Archangel Michael, of the Angelic Realm, which had been so much with me during the church service just ended, and by God’s grace I felt the descent of just as strong an energy for the good, all around me and above me.

There was a zinging in the air, as this Angelic energy countered the giant of the Dark that crouched upon the man …

What happened, at that moment, was a detente … a ‘squaring off’ … of perhaps what you would say was a Fallen Angel … and the holy presence of Archangel Michael.

Then I sensed another man approaching from the direction of the church. I could tell by his steady, slow footsteps that he was a man of medium weight, in good health; and from the psychic plane, I gathered he was a mild-mannered, well-intentioned person.

With a start, the angry man who confronted me sensed the presence of the other man. At that moment, the hold that the huge, Dark energy had on him was broken.

Then slowly the first man turned round to his right, placed a key in the door of a van, and got in. As he was closing the van door, I got into my car and, by God’s grace, escaped.

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

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FOR MORE INFORMATION

Link: “How Do Predators Hypnotize Their Prey?” by Alice B. Clagett, begun on 31 May 2018; published on 26 June 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-9sy … See the section: Demonic Obsessoin or Possession: Rhythmic Movements While Stalking Prey

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Alice’s Perilous Tales: The Mentryville Portent . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 19 October 2017; published on 11 March 2019

Image: “Sycamore Tree and Boulder, Mentryville, California,” by Alice B. Clagett, 19 October 2017, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Sycamore Tree and Boulder, Mentryville, California,” by Alice B. Clagett, 19 October 2017, CC BY-SA 4.0

Dear Ones,

I recall a portent that happened on 19 October 2017. I had intended to go for a hike in Mentryville Park, near Stevenson Ranch, California, that day. This was a hike I discovered in 2008, and introduced the “Lost and Found Gang” indie hiking group to it.

Mentryville Park is run by the Mountains Recreation and Conservation Authority (MRCA) …

Link: “Mentryville” … https://mrca.ca.gov/parks/park-listing/mentryville/ ..

The historic Felton Schoolhouse is there; that was the first school in Santa Clarita Valley. It housed grades one through eight from about 1885 to 1932. Near the school is a trailhead that goes up into the mountains.

The park is accessed by taking Pico Canyon Road west, then left on Pico Canyon Service Road to the parking lot for Mentryville Park. On my way there I noticed an economy car parked on the south side of the junction of the two roads, which seemed odd. It looked like there was no one in it.

Then in the parking lot for Mentryville Park, I parked and paid. There were no cars in the lot, other than my own; but standing in the lot … ‘out of the blue’, as it were … was an older man of medium height, with a Greek nose, wearing a thin tie. As I paid, he regarded me, then walked on … maybe toward the car parked some ways back along the road, I thought.

The thin tie he was wearing stuck out in my mind, as I rarely see that conservative type of tie in Los Angeles … and so far, never at all had I seen a man wearing a tie in a park parking lot, through all my long years of hiking the mountains in the Los Angeles area. So there was that.

I looked around the historic ruins of the schoolhouse and took a few photos, but as I am not sure of copyrights, thought it best not to post them online.

Then as I turned to the trailhead to my left, which that year had good brush and tree cover semi-obscuring the trail, I had the oddest foreboding that a ‘hit man’ was lying in ambush, on the rising, brush-covered incline to the right of the trailhead.

So I turned around and headed home. On my way back, I looked for the economy car I had seen on my way in, and it was still there, unoccupied, as nearly as I could tell. Which made the matter of the thin-tied Greek-nosed gentleman in the parking lot all the more a mystery.

This is the type of story I tend to remember, as there is no way of knowing whether the portent in my mind was or was not true. However, my rule of thumb is, why bother to tempt fate, if we feel things are not quite right? There are plenty of opportunities, here in Los Angeles, to have adventures without needing to endure that ‘sinking sensation’. On to the next trailhead! … That is my philosophy.

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
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Notice that blog has been revised . by Alice B. Clagett

Published on 30 January 2019

Dear Ones,

I have added a perilous tale to this blog … LInk: “Psalm 25,” read by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 1 November 2015 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-4hB … Here is the new content …

Alice’s Perilous Tales: The Man With the Pubic Hair Beard

On the day that I filmed this video, I recall arriving at Navajo State Park, and an unfortunate event, along with a vision, that I experienced there.

That day I drove via Route 151 from Ignacio, Colorado to Arboles, which is a small town, mostly residential and hilly, with little in the way of commerce, except for services catering to the boating trade. From there, I turned right, down San Juan Marina Rd (Route 982). 

The first turnoff I came to, on an unmarked road on the left, leads to a primitive campground with toilets, flat camping spaces, and barbecue equipment. It is quite close to a part of Navajo Lake where duck hunting is allowed. Because of the shallow mud flats there (and also perhaps because of the danger of stray bullets) this part of the lake is less used for swimming.

There is an odd, tallish, square metal structure to the right of the road, near the entryway. And near that structure lies a portion of a footpath connecting this primitive campground to the more developed, and very popular Navajo State Park campground and marina, which is nearby.

The feeling I had as I arrived at the primitive campground … was it in mid-afternoon, or perhaps late afternoon? … was that the campground was deserted. There were, as I recall, one or two camper vehicles there, but it looked like there owners were out on a point of ground, shooting ducks. I parked, intending to go for the hike along a relatively rough trail that runs north from the campsite, along the edge of Navajo Lake.

A few of the details of what followed are written up elsewhere (see the section “For More Information” below). However, at the time, back then, I was too frightened to write about it at length, and so the telling of the tale has waited all this time.  

As I recall, a man in a vehicle … it may have been a van or pickup, but it was not a passenger car … drove down from the entry road, Right away I had a strong sense of danger … the feeling that my life was imminently imperiled by this man. It was that kind of feeling where the blood runs  cold, the mind freezes, and the feet feel rooted to the ground … a sudden, overwhelming feeling that the jig was up!

It looked to me that the man was a little taller than average, but not very tall. He was spare in build, dark haired, maybe in his 40s, wearing everyday clothes, and had a full but short-cropped, dark beard. 

Visions by Alice

When I saw this man, I had a vision that he was stalking me, and that he intended to shoot me, and then hightail it out of there; and perhaps that he felt the death would be pegged to a stray shot from duck hunters. I felt he was looking to see if the coast was clear to take his shot.

It goes without saying that visions are purely astral in nature, and thus, hypothetical. They may offer a way to avoid danger … like a ‘sixth sense’ … but they are not like everyday, provable facts. They are just hypotheticals … hints and clues … unless facts are found to support them.

This vision was a standout in its cautionary nature. The astral story went like this: The beard that the stalker wore had been contrived with great care by gluing pubic hairs onto some sort of transparent underlayer that was temporarily adhered to his face. According to the astral story, he had no facial hairs of his own; and also had no pubic hairs.

Some years prior, he had had a male lover, about his own age, who had a dark beard and dark pubic hairs. This friend had a habit of shaving off his pubic hairs. The stalker saw him do it, and asked him for the shaved-off hairs, as a reminder of their friendship. The lover agreed. 

The lover, according to this vision, was a man with strong psychic abilities. The stalker was a man with a long record of felony arrest, child molestation, and drug running. In his criminal career, he had had several aliases, and to avoid detection by law enforcement, had had various physical cosmetic changes. Because of the differences in their personal histories, they had since parted ways.

Of note: Insofar as I could tell, this putative stalker was not a man I have named in any of my blogs; and specifically not the man (a shorter man) who was mentioned in this blog … 

Link: “Amateur Sleuth: On Matching Up Mugshots,” by Alice B. Clagett, Published on 29 April 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-8As ..

According to the astral story, the stalker had fashioned the beard I saw him wear that day, out of his lover’s pubic hairs as a memento of their trysts. In his subconscious mind, according to the astral story, the stalker felt that by wearing the beard he would be protected by the psychic abilities of his ex-lover.

The sexual objects of preference of the stalker were very busty women, with topless dancer looks and talents. He had, according to the astral tale, married over 10 such women, intent on not revealing to them a genital anomaly he had had since birth.

When these women, seeing him without clothing in an unguarded moment, found out his secret, he would murder them (if they had money), and take their money. Or if they had no money (as may have been the case with three of his wives), he would divorce them and take up a new identity in a new town.

According to the astral story, over the years, he had taken up with a dominatrix woman, who, by cowing him and nagging him, prevented him from accomplishing the type of husbandly act that might lead to her death (as had been the case, according to the astral tale, many times in years past). That he would relieve his sexual frustration through wanton serial killings of good looking, 30ish women, and prepubertic boys … the former shot down while driving, and the latter cornered in various cunning ways, captured, tortured, and murdered. According to the astral story, this had been going on, with singular success at evading law enforcement detection, for many years.

It seemed to me, in that moment, that this man had been stalking me for some time, under ‘murder for hire’ (‘gendarme’, or hired ‘assassin’) contract gleaned from the classifieds of a ‘soldier of fortune’ men’s magazine … But that, because my physical type is very different from that of the sexual murders he preferred, he had put off laying me low until that very afternoon.

All this … the entire vision … flashed by me with breath-taking alacrity, leaving me in a state of high alert.

Alice’s Perilous Tale, continued

At times like this I am very glad of my solid grounding in meditation and martial arts, which taught me to have a calm mind, and to face danger with confidence. Another thing I learned from martial arts is to avoid confrontation when at all possible; to evade attack and quickly remove my personal self from danger. 

I thought: What would a serial killer most wish to avoid? Detection! And especially, being noticed by someone other than his intended victim. I thought of the developed Navajo State Park campground and marina down the road, and how it had a drive-through gate, with a ranger to greet the incoming cars … and how people were required to pay for parking there, so then there would be a record of their visit … maybe even a check or credit card record. 

I figured that would be my best bet for safety, considering the little trafficked nature of San Juan Marina Rd (Route 982). So I headed to the developed campground and marina. And that is where i filmed the video that you see above.

Photos by Alice

[Next in the video are the beautiful instrumental  “Prelude No. 1” from the album “Preludes” by Chris Zabriskie, CC by 4.0, and photos.].

Here are photos from that Colorado day; I apologize that a few of the photos are out of focus.

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Iron Cross Near Durango, Colorado,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Iron Cross Near Durango, Colorado,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 4,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 4,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 5,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 5,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 6,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 6,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 7,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 7,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 8,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 8,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 9,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 9,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 10,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 10,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 11,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 11,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 12,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 12,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 13,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 13,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 14,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 14,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 15,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 15,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 16,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 16,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 17,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 17,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 18,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 18,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 19,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Navajo State Park, Colorado 19,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 November 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

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

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FOR MORE INFORMATION

Link: “ASP Sense of Humor,” by Alice B. Clagett, Published on 15 March 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-8tR … Search the instances of the word: pubic

Link: “Curse of Delilah,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 6 June 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-9s0 … Search the term: CURSE OF THE SHORT HAIRS AND THE HASIDIC BEARD

Link: “Alice’s Perilous Tales: The Nagging Wife,” by Alice B. Clagett, Published on 31 July 2015 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-5QZ ..

Link: “5D Skillsets: Rewriting History, Jumping Timelines, Merging Dimensions,” by Alice B. Clagett, 27 June 2015 … http://wp.me/p2Rkym-3pV ..

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Notice that blog has been transcribed … by Alice B. Clagett

Dear Ones,

I have transcribed the blog linked to below. It was a pretty long one …

Link: “Dark Energies Transforming in the Diamond Light,” by Alice B. Clagett, Published on 22 September 2015; transcribed on 15 January 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-42s ..

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
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Notice that blog has been revised … by Alice B. Clagett

Dear Ones,

I have added a section entitled “Alice’s Experiences with a Hathor Delegation” to the blog linked to below. The new information is in blue font …

Link: “A Hathor Message: How the Venutian Wanderers’ Karma Has Been Resolved during Earth’s Ascension,” by Alice B. Clagett, Published on 29 June 2015; revised on 13 November 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6Kq ..

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
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notice, Hathors, Alice’s perilous tales,

Notice that blog has been transcribed … by Alice B. Clagett

Dear Ones,

I have transcribed the blog linked to below. The video was about twice as long as usual …

Link: “Matthew Ch 6, v 22-24 … Woman as Mammon … Honoring Spirit,” by Alice B. Clagett,” Published on 7 September 2015; transcribed on 2 November 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-4Uo ..

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
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notice, Matthew 6:22-24, Bible, astral rape, neutral mind, astral hate group, Alice’s perilous tales,