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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

  • INTRODUCTION
  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • My Grandfather or Myself in a Just Prior Incarnation?

Dear Ones,

INTRODUCTION

This video is about a vision I had of the moment of passing of my father’s father from Earth.

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.

The restful instrumental music at the end of the video is “Prelude No. 20” by Chris Zabriskie, CC BY 4.0. There’s a lightly edited Summary after the video ...

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

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

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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.

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

The two portions of this blog in blue font have been excerpted to … Link: “Tiny Anthologies: Incarnational Memories,” by Alice B. Clagett, compiled from prior blogs on 10 February 2019; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-bCE ..

This blog has been added here … Link: “Compendium: My Childhood and Family, and Later Years,” by Alice B. Clagett, compiled and published on 21 March 2020; republished on 29 March 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-haj ..

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Colic . a story by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 1 January 2018; published on 25 January 2018

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Dear Ones,

This is a story about my very first days on Earth in this incarnation, and how love found me then. 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. And I have a story for you from when I was only just about a month old …

When I was born, and for about the first 6 months of my life, I had a terrible case of colic. I cried all the time. It hurt so much! And finally my mom, who was worn out from birthing her first-born child, asked her younger sister to come take care of me for a while, over at my grandmother’s house … her mother’s house.

And so there I was, with my aunt. And my feeling was, at the age of one month, it hurt so much, I just didn’t want to go on living. I just wanted to leave that place … that third-dimensional place.

And one night, she was rocking me to sleep, and she said …

I love you more than anything, you know?

And the look on her face made me say to myself …

All right then, I’ll just hang in there for a while.

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

This blog has been added here … Link: “Compendium: My Childhood and Family, and Later Years,” by Alice B. Clagett, compiled and published on 21 March 2020; republished on 29 March 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-haj ..
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Karma: Putative Sex Trafficking by Spiritual Leaders . by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 31 December 2017

Dear Ones,

I figure, a man who is revered as a spiritual leader in this lifetime, and who traffics in human sex slaves … whether they be felons or prostitutes or runaway children … will likely be reborn as a sex slave who is a felon or sex worker or runaway child.

So then, by hook or by crook … by karma or through the much more felicitous path of dharma … it all works out, and the Soul learns its lessons.

Then, by extension, a spiritual man who has a runaway boy as a sex slave, may be having sex with a spiritual man who did the same, and incarnated as the runaway boy.

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
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A Children’s Story: Wild Oats and Mother Earth . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 12 January 2015; revised and republished on 18 December 2017
Previously entitled: Wild Oats and Mother Earth
Location: Malibu Creek State Park, Santa Monica Mountains, California

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • Postlude: Music of Chris Zabriskie and Scenes from Malibu Creek State Park

Dear Ones,

A story of the ripening of wild grains, the cycles of Mother Earth, and the turning of the seasons.  The Postlude features the peaceful instrumental music of Chris Zabriskie. There is a Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Hello, Dear Ones, It’s Alice. I have a little story for you.

Here we have the grasses growing gently. They’ll be getting taller and taller as the winter goes on. Turning into the golden stalks of California oats.

And after a while, those stalks will grow heavy with seeds. And the seeds will ripen. And droop down towards the Earth. And fall down amongst the leaves.

And then, at nightfall, the field mice and gophers will come around and they’ll start eating the seeds of the oats. And carrying them down to their burrows to store.

And because there will be so many of them, some of the seeds will stay right here on the Earth, and be covered up by the little leaves of the oak tree up above. And be sheltered from the heat of the summer. And will survive until this time next year rolls around.

And then the rains will come. And the seeds will send down long, white tendrils and roots, deep into Mother Earth.

And up above: Green shoots of courage, standing up straight, waving, in the mild breeze, to the golden sunlight from above. And as time goes on, we’ll hear another roundelay, in the song of this great Mother Earth.

Postlude: Music of Chris Zabriskie and Scenes from Malibu Creek State Park

[Featuring “Prelude No. 1” from the album “Preludes” by Chris Zabriskie, CC BY 4.0 and videoclips from Malibu Creek State Park, Santa Monica Mountains, California.]

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
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‘Concord’ – The Farm Where My Mom Grew Up . a story by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 28 November 2014; published on 9 October 2017

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • Alice’s Memories of ‘Concord’ Farm
    • Alice’s Story about the Children’s Park Across the Road
    • Thoughts About Nature and Sunlight
  • MORE INFORMATION

Dear Ones,

I recently visited Concord, the farm where my mom grew up. Here is a little about how life used to be there, and how it is now. Also, thoughts on how we might live in harmony with nature. There is a Summary after the video.

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Hello, Dear Ones, It’s Alice.

Alice’s Memories of ‘Concord’ Farm

I am over here on the land where my mom and her sister and brother grew up, I am not really supposed to be here. I am just kind of kibitzing around because the gate was open. It belongs to a historical trust now, I think.

And over here [pans to the right of the road] I see they have torn down the barn that was there, that was in very bad repair. And I think this little building here, that you see, is the place where they used to strip the tobacco. You could keep a small building warm in the wintertime, and a lot of the stripping took place then.

Stripping was to make the tobacco ready to sell. The stalks of tobacco are turned upside down and hung on tobacco sticks across multi-level beams in the barns to cure. And then the leaves need to be stripped off before it is sold.

And over here [pans to the end of the driveway] … that was the family home. On the left was a kitchen area, which was detached from the house because of the possibility of fires. A few times over the centuries that this house was in existence, the kitchen area would burn down …

As you can see, flurries of snow are falling right now. I am going to go up a little bit closer, and see how soon I am going to get kicked out [chuckles] …

Well, I succeeded in getting up to the circular driveway in front of the house. I am sure I will not be able to go in, but it is nice to be pretending that I am visiting with family, and to remember the old days when we used to walk up those stairs and explore the attic over the white part of the building, which is where our missionary great-aunt’s (or was it our great-great aunt’s) belongings were stored after she passed away in China.

Alice’s Story about the Children’s Park Across the Road

[Moves to scene across the street] So this was the property I told you about. It used to be my mom’s property, after my grandfather passed away. And it now belongs to Prince George’s County Department of Parks and Recreation, and has been turned into a park. It is just a little slice of property.

And behind me here you will see where they made a ballpark. And that ballpark is much used, and it is great, actually, that so many children get to take advantage of it. And I will show you the other side of the park, too …

[Moves to scene on the other side of the parking lot] Over here, where there used to be a tenant farmer house, they have built a beautiful park for young children to play in. It is just incredible. There is the entrance … there are places to play … It is like a little wonderland. It is very cool.

[Moves to ballpark area] So here is one ballpark, I see. There are just a few stadium benches … Maybe little league? … And then, far off over there, there is a beautiful picnic area, shaded, for the summertime.

And then, if you come around the field this way [pans left] … I bet that is a soccer field, do you not you think? And over here [pans left] … there is the big ball field, with a lot of stadium benches … and maybe that is a football goal over there? What do I know about this stuff? One might be baseball, and one might be football.

So, from what used to be just a field of tobacco or beans or corn, now there is this wonderful facility for all kinds of young children to enjoy. I think it is great, really.

But I really miss the land …

Thoughts About Nature and Sunlight

It is a brisk 30 degrees outside, so I got into the car, where the beautiful Sun is shining down and warming up the microcosm here. And it is kind of a relief not to have the snow flurries and the wind blowing. [laughs]

And I just have a quick thought for you about how we live our lives, and how we might live our lives.

There is something to be said for leaving nature, insofar as possible, as it is, and not improving on it. And living our lives in harmony with the forces of nature … with nature spirits, with the devas, and with the beautiful light that is ours, free, from the Sun.

You know, the light that comes from a computer screen, or a handheld, or a cell phone, is a very narrow spectrum of light. It does not nourish the spirit. It does not sustain the opening of our DNA.

If we look up from a computer screen, and look out, into the natural world, we see the vastness and grandeur and beauty of what is really here on Earth. You know?

Not a virtual reality, but the true reality of Earth. And so that os what I am suggesting today … to think of ways that we can live our personal lives in harmony with the beauty and grandeur, and life-sustaining, spirit-uplifting energy of the natural world. [waves goodbye]

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

This blog has been added here … Link: “Compendium: My Childhood and Family, and Later Years,” by Alice B. Clagett, compiled and published on 21 March 2020; republished on 29 March 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-haj ..

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Image: “Concord,” by Alice B. Clagett, 28 November 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Concord,” by Alice B. Clagett, 28 November 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0

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Link: “Concord (District Heights, Maryland)” …  https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Concord_(District_Heights,_Maryland) ..

Link: “Concord Manor at Walker Mill Regional Park” … http://www.pgparks.com/264/Concord-Manor-at-Walker-Mill-Regional-Pa ..

Link: “Concord, 8000 Walker Mill Road, Ritchie, Prince George’s County, MD” … Zechariah Berry House, https://www.loc.gov/item/md0566/ ..

Link: “Concord, 8000 Walker Mill Road, Ritchie, Prince George’s County, MD” … Library of Congress, http://www.loc.gov/pictures/item/md0566/ ..

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Trinity Episcopal Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland . a story by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 27 November 2014; published on 3 December 2014; republished on 12 October 2017
Previously titled: Church Grounds as Sanctuary

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Dear Ones,

This video is about Trinity Episcopal Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, and about the founder of the church, Thomas Claggett, who was the first bishop ordained in the United States.

Also: how church grounds can provide sanctuary for the spirit. And a little about my family. There’s a Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

As I recall, Thomas Claggett (1), who founded Trinity Episcopal Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, was a distant relative of ours …

Image: Placard about Bishop Thomas Claggett, at Trinity Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, photo by Alice B. Clagett, 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

Image: Placard about Bishop Thomas Claggett, at Trinity Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, photo by Alice B. Clagett, 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com .. 

My mom served on the Altar Guild at this Trinity Church. I always admired her skill at flower arranging. She taught me how, too.

Some of my relatives on my mom’s side of the family are buried here …

Image: Graveyard at Trinity Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, photo by Alice B. Clagett, 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

Image: Graveyard at Trinity Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, photo by Alice B. Clagett, 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com .. 

I find there is something special about church grounds … In medieval times, churches offered ‘sanctuary’ from pursuit by enemy forces.

Image: Sunlight on window of Trinity Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, photo by Alice B. Clagett, 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

Image: Sunlight on window of Trinity Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, photo by Alice B. Clagett, 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com .. 

But ‘sanctuary’ comes in many forms. Church grounds also offer protection for the spirit, sustenance for the Soul, though no words be spoken.

Image: Trinity Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, photo by Alice B. Clagett, 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com .. 

Image: Trinity Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, photo by Alice B. Clagett, 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com .. 

… [sound of church bell tolling] … The ‘3 pm’ bell toll …

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

This blog has been added here … Link: “Compendium: My Childhood and Family, and Later Years,” by Alice B. Clagett, compiled and published on 21 March 2020; republished on 29 March 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-haj ..

See also Link: “Descent of Grace: Sanctuary from the Demon Realm at Trinity Episcopal Church,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, Happened on 26 November 2014; written and published on 21 March 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-haq ..

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Image: Window of Trinity Episcopal Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, photo by Alice B. Clagett, 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

Image: Window of Trinity Episcopal Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, photo by Alice B. Clagett, 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com .. 

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FOOTNOTE

(1) Link: “Thomas John Claggett,” in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_John_Claggett ..

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‘If–‘ . a Poem by Rudyard Kipling . read by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 18 October 2014; republished on 9 October 2017

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • Alice’s High School Story

Dear Ones,

Here is Rudyard Kipling’s famous poem “If,” and a story about my Latin teacher …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Hello, Dear Ones, It’s Alice.

I had a poem to read for you, called “If–“, by Rudyard Kipling. And I had a quick story to tell you about it before I speak the poem …

Alice’s High School Story

When I was in high school, I was in a Latin class, and the teacher there used to make us memorize a portion of this poem. And when things got rough in class, she would take her ruler, and she would wave it in the air, and she would recite part of the poem “If–“, by Rudyard Kipling. [laughs]

She was a pretty cool lady. She taught me a lot of Latin. And right before she was going on a trip to Italy, she taught us all Italian for a couple of weeks, just to get ready. [laughs] We didn’t learn much Italian, but we learned a lot of Latin.

And with that in mind, here’s the poem:

“IF–“
by Rudyard Kipling … public domain (1)

“If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

“If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

“If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

“If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!”

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

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FOOTNOTE

(1) “If–,” by Rudyard Kipling, from “A Choice of Kipling’s Verse,” 1943. This poem is in the public domain per https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/If%E2%80%94 ..

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