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“This Present Darkness” 6: On Being Toyed With Through Mind Control by Two Black Magickers . comments by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 2 April 2021
Location: San Fernando Valley, California.

Image: “A Sea-Spell,” by Dante Gabriel Rossetti, between 1875 and 1877, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Dante_Gabriel_Rossetti_-_A_Sea-Spell.jpg … public domain … DESCRIPTION: “William Michael Rossetti described the picture thus: ‘The idea is that of a Siren, or Sea-Fairy, whose lute summons a sea-bird to listen, and whose song will soon prove fatal to some fascinated mariner’.”

Image: “A Sea-Spell,” by Dante Gabriel Rossetti, between 1875 and 1877, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Dante_Gabriel_Rossetti_-_A_Sea-Spell.jpg … public domain …

DESCRIPTION: “William Michael Rossetti described the picture thus: ‘The idea is that of a Siren, or Sea-Fairy, whose lute summons a sea-bird to listen, and whose song will soon prove fatal to some fascinated mariner’.”

  • INTRODUCTION
  • ON BEING TOYED WITH THROUGH MIND CONTROL BY TWO BLACK MAGICKERS

Dear Ones,

INTRODUCTION

This is one of several blogs relating psychic events that have happened to me since 1999 to the events described in Frank Peretti’s book …

Citation: “This Present Darkness,” by Frank E. Peretti, published by Crossway, 1300 Crescent Street, Wheaton, Illinois 60187, copyright 1986, 2003, ISBN-13: 978-1-58134-528-5, 376 pages … available on Amazon as “This Present Darkness Paperback – June 26, 2003” … https://www.amazon.com/This-Present-Darkness-Frank-Peretti/dp/1581345283/ref=sr_1_2?dchild=1&keywords=This+Current+Darkness&qid=1617367060&sr=8-2 ..

It is my hope that others may find support, solace, and ways to keep themselves safe by reading about this. Knowledge is power. If we know our enemy, then we can protect ourselves against him. But if we do not know our enemy, we have not a chance to do so, I feel.

ON BEING TOYED WITH THROUGH MIND CONTROL BY TWO BLACK MAGICKERS

In Chapter 35, pages 313-315 of Frank Peretti’s book there is a description of a ‘Universal Consciousness Society’ founded by Alexander M. Kaseph, who rules his members like a terrorist or dictator. If they disagree with him, he has them murdered. The manner of murder is suicide induced by a demon assigned to the person.

The book described a young woman named Pat (Bernice the reporter’s sister) who had gone against Kaseph. She was attending a psychology class and then got involved in a psychic experiment.

The book describes how Pat contacted a disembodied human named Thomas during the psychic experiments. This story reminds me a little of the other story in the book, about Sandy Hogan contacting a beautiful blond young woman who turned out to be hideous demon.

The book hypothesizes that people might meet ‘angels’ during meditation who are not what they seem to be. Likewise they might contact supposed extraterrestrials, or humans purporting to be highly evolved, or beloved family who have passed on, but in each case they might be delusions or false visions thrown into the mind by members of the Demon Realm.

Then the book describes how Sandy’s astral companion Thomas, who spoke with her telepathically all the time, and told her what to do, and purported to be her lover and her friend, was really a demon intent on harming her.

In fact, it seems this demon was summoned by Alexander Kaseph because of his displeasure at Pat’s resistance to him. The demon cunningly filled Pat’s heart with despair, and then induced her to commit suicide so that she could be with him forever. What an awful story!

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For both men and women, hypnotic suggestions are implanted by the Demon Realm while the human is meditating at locations rife with demons, or while he or she is sleeping, or while he or she is concentrating on mental work, or vegging out, watching television, for instance.

The work of mind control and mental suggestion is undertaken by Demons themselves, but for assistance in the physical realm they will recruit the services of Spiritual Adepts (see my blog category by this name), Black Magickers, Sorcerers, or Black Magic Witches. These people are duped into working for Demons in devious ways, not the least of which is insinuation that they are enlightened or advanced human beings with great psychic abilities. Yet in fact it is the Demons that have these abilities, as well as prime skills in the art of deceiving the gullible human mind and making use of any entry point to enslave the mind and ransack the body of its vital energy. I am sure you all know that, though.

In my case I recall getting an email ‘out of the blue’ for a free night’s guest lodging on the grounds of the headquarters of the Fallen Angel of Los Angeles’ fiefdom. That email I felt to be a lure to spend the night on the grounds, with intent of mesmerizing me while I slept, and possibly under the influence of a hypnotic-inducement drug introduced to me unawares through food or water offered on the grounds. Luckily I was ‘onto them’, and ignored the lure.

Then again, I recall a similar lure, an email sent ‘out of the blue’ inviting me to hear a concert by the black magic witch’s warlock consort described in a prior blog as a person with a seductively musical voice. Enticingly, the email stated that the man had just gotten a divorce from his wife. The tone of the letter was cold and haughty; I thought it might have been written by the wife, with intent to do me psychic harm. I have no doubt but what the black magic witch would have been sitting next to this man, casting spells during the performance, had I been unwise enough to attend the event.

Image: “Power of Music,” by Louis Gallait, circa 1854, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Louis_Gallait_-_Power_of_Music_-_Walters_37134.jpg … public domain … DESCRIPTION: “A letter written by the artist to William Walters dated July 20, 1860 illuminates the subject of this painting. It shows a brother and sister resting before an old tomb. The brother is attempting to comfort his sibling by playing the violin, and she has fallen into a deep sleep, “oblivious of all grief, mental and physical.” … COMMENT: I take this painting in a way different from the intention of the painter. To me, it seems it might also be interpreted to mean that sweetly played music, in the hands of a person with sinister intent, might lure a susceptible woman into a trance state in which she might be murdered or induced to commit suicide.

Image: “Power of Music,” by Louis Gallait, circa 1854, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Louis_Gallait_-_Power_of_Music_-_Walters_37134.jpg … public domain …

DESCRIPTION: “A letter written by the artist to William Walters dated July 20, 1860 illuminates the subject of this painting. It shows a brother and sister resting before an old tomb. The brother is attempting to comfort his sibling by playing the violin, and she has fallen into a deep sleep, “oblivious of all grief, mental and physical.” …

COMMENT: I take this painting in a way different from the intention of the painter. To me, it seems it might also be interpreted to mean that sweetly played music, in the hands of a person with sinister intent, might lure a susceptible woman into a trance state in which she might be murdered or induced to commit suicide.

In the week before the event, on the psychic plane I heard the warlock murmur to himself over and over again: I will not kill her; I will let [name of his witch consort] do that instead. [Name of his witch consort] will do it gently. Each time that happened, I had a vision of myself, sitting in a gathering amongst a crowded audience. As I listened to the musical performance, a woman sidled up from behind me and jabbed a needle in my the outside edge of my upper left arm. From that I gathered the intent of the invitation might be murder, either psychic murder or physical murder after, through subterfuge, administering a hypnotic or fatal drug …

I noticed right away, on receiving the invitation, that the concert was being held almost ‘in my back yard’, only a few blocks from the house I have lived in since my mother’s death in 2009. That was a ‘heads up’ for me. How could that be?, I wondered? I took a look, and found a meditation center for the group in question had been established nearby.

This was not the first time this happened, I recalled. It happened in Durango, when I spent a couple of summers there after my mom passed on. It seemed all of a sudden that a meditation center for the group was established there. Then when I later thought to visit Mount Shasta, California, I found online references to a meditation center just then, apparently, set up there. And now here was another meditation center, only a few blocks from my home in the San Fernando Valley. And how odd that the male cohort of the black magic witch was giving a concert there. Pretty spooky, I felt. Too spooky, in fact.

Suddenly connecting the dots, I remembered receiving another email ‘out of the blue’ … that time while I was on an airplane back to Santa Monica, California, after my mother’s death. It was an invitation to a concert by the warlock consort of the black magic witch, to be given the night I arrived back in Los Angeles. Go figure! It was not as if I were on their mailing list.

At the time, in deep grief because of my mother’s death, I thought it was a gift from heaven, and attended. Just after that night, I was the subject of intense psychic attack, which left me paralyzed with fear for three days. This was the first time, in the seven years since I had begun overseeing my mother’s care in Maryland, that I had undergone such a psychic attack. Apparently whatever it was that was attacking me on the astral plane could not get to Maryland. But it was intensely present in Los Angeles.

At the time, I just could not figure it out. I thought it might be to do with my next-door neighbors, or with the apartment building in which I lived. I determined to move to the San Fernando Valley, which is quite a ways from Santa Monica because of the clogged freeways and the commute time. At considerable expense, I moved to what I hoped would be a geographic area free of the noxious influence of black magic.

It was not till I got the second email, five years later. that I realized I was being toyed with and lured by the Dark to these performances, and that I must, at all costs, avoid them. Then I recalled how, at the concert just after my mother’s death, the black magic witch’s eyes had taken on a cunning, calculating look, as if to say: She is weakened in spirit by her mother’s death. Now, NOW is the time to attack! We will make an end of her!

Then I remembered the psychic apparition of this witch and her warlock consort, dripping with cloyed solicitude, standing over my grieving form in my new home in the San Fernando Valley several years prior.

The astral form of the man looked at the astral form of the black magic witch and said: It’s time.

The black magic witch said to me: It’s time for you to die. Don’t you feel it? We can help you …

Then I felt a wave of dark despair sweep over me … demon-driven, as I feel it in the Light of my current understanding.

Then I called out to my guardian angels, and they stood before me. Light poured down from Heaven, and the astral forms of the two black magicians, members of that Neo-Hindu Death Cult in West Los Angeles, were gone like wisps of smoke, off and away into the astral airs.

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In mid-March 2021 I spotted the black magic witch at a gas station in Woodland Hills, California. That was the first time I had seen her on the physical plane in 12 years. She looked good, for a’ the years. I recalled, in all those years we had never had a conversation face to face.

I could see she did not recognize me, but in her mind she heard my voice: [Her name], is that you?

Then I heard her speak to herself on the astral plane: This is not the type of person I am after. Not at all. It must be a mistake.

What fools we three were, for more than 20 years. Dupes of the Dark, dupes of the Demon Horde we were.

Was it the tall, aesthetically perfect, Nephilim couple perhaps 40 years of age whom I saw regally make its way up the stairs to their higher grounds one day in the early 2000s? They seemed so sure they owned the world, and all the meagre-minded earthlings in it. So sure they were of their ability to control our world through the meta-karmic programs of their eighth chakras.

Did they place upon us, upon my boyfriend of those times, upon our families and our friends, a hex so deep that none could untie the knot till now? That day in mid-March was the day when the knot unfurled, and all of us were set free.

I can hear my neighbors talking across the street these days. I can speak with certainty. My thoughts seldom entwine with those of the black magic witch and her warlock cohort. I take care to stay away from sweet music and sweet voices. With luck on my side, I slip by the Dark unseen.

I talk to my guardian angels every day, and ask them to bless me. It is they who offer Light, and love, and joy, in a world of woe, where witches and warlocks consort, and demons rule the day, and Fallen Angels rule the cities of Earth as their foul fiefdoms.

I ask my angels: When will it be, that this world ascends, and all the woe is ended?

My angels say: People of Earth, the hour is nigh, the time is Now. Your destiny awaits you! Arise! Awake! Run with the tide. Run to the sea. Just now, a new day is dawning.

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

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Emotions and ‘Deals with the Devil’ . by Alice B. Clagett

Written on 9 March 2021; published on 11 March 2021

Image: “Pope Sylvester II and the Devil,” by artist Martinus Oppaviensis, also known as Martin von Troppau and Martinus Polonus, circa 1460, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Silvester_II._and_the_Devil_Cod._Pal._germ._137_f216v.jpg … public domain … DESCRIPTION: “Illustration from Cod. Pal. germ. 137, Folio 216v Martinus Oppaviensis, Chronicon pontificum et imperatorum.” On the left is Pope Sylvester II, regally attired in a white robe with a red cloak over it. A papal crown is on his head. He is smiling peacefully and looking at a being on the right. The being on the right is humanoid, but has cloven hoofs, dark skin, and short, spikey wings. It has horns like a cow and long ears with little hairs on their undersides. On its face is a sad expression. On its abdomen is a face that looks like that of the Pope. On its knees, buttocks, and elbows are faces as well, but these are misshapen. The face on the being’s buttocks seems to be emitting red fumes; this may be a ribald joke about flatulence. … COMMENT: Martinus Oppaviensis created the “Chronicon Pontificum et Imperatorum” between the years 1277 and 1286; he did so at the suggestion of Pope Clement IV, for whom the memory of Pope Sylvester II (years 999 to 1003) may have been bitter. There is a legend that this earlier pope had made a deal with the devil out of ambition for his career. The illustration above is one pasted over the first in the Codex as its popularity grew over the centuries. –In part, excerpted and paraphrased from Link: “Cod. Pal. Germ. 137: Martinus Oppaviensis: ‘Chronicon Pontificum et Imperatorum’ (Pope-Kaiser-Chronik), German,” in Ruprecht-Karls-Universitat Heidelberg … http://digi.ub.uni-heidelberg.de/en/bpd/glanzlichter/oberdeutsche/lauber/cpg137.html ..

Image: “Pope Sylvester II and the Devil,” by artist Martinus Oppaviensis, also known as Martin von Troppau and Martinus Polonus, circa 1460, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Silvester_II._and_the_Devil_Cod._Pal._germ._137_f216v.jpg … public domain …

DESCRIPTION: “Illustration from Cod. Pal. germ. 137, Folio 216v Martinus Oppaviensis, Chronicon pontificum et imperatorum.” On the left is Pope Sylvester II, regally attired in a white robe with a red cloak over it. A papal crown is on his head. He is smiling peacefully and looking at a being on the right. The being on the right is humanoid, but has cloven hoofs, dark skin, and short, spikey wings. It has horns like a cow and long ears with little hairs on their undersides. On its face is a sad expression. On its abdomen is a face that looks like that of the Pope. On its knees, buttocks, and elbows are faces as well, but these are misshapen. The face on the being’s buttocks seems to be emitting red fumes; this may be a ribald joke about flatulence. …

COMMENT: Martinus Oppaviensis created the “Chronicon Pontificum et Imperatorum” between the years 1277 and 1286; he did so at the suggestion of Pope Clement IV, for whom the memory of Pope Sylvester II (years 999 to 1003) may have been bitter. There is a legend that this earlier pope had made a deal with the devil out of ambition for his career. The illustration above is one pasted over the first in the Codex as its popularity grew over the centuries.

–In part, excerpted and paraphrased from … Link: “Cod. Pal. Germ. 137: Martinus Oppaviensis: ‘Chronicon Pontificum et Imperatorum’ (Pope-Kaiser-Chronik), German,” in Ruprecht-Karls-Universitat Heidelberg … http://digi.ub.uni-heidelberg.de/en/bpd/glanzlichter/oberdeutsche/lauber/cpg137.html ..

  • THE LEGEND OF POPE SYLVESTER II AND THE DEAL WITH THE DEVIL
  • ANOTHER INTERPRETATION OF THE ABOVE ILLUSTRATION: POSITIVE EMOTION AS A KEY TO HARMONY AND UNITY OF VOICE AND FEELING
  • MAKING A CHOICE: WILL IT BE ‘TEAM DARK’ OR OUR ASCENSION TEAM?

Dear Ones,

I have quite an unusual image for you today. It is a later illustration of a legend popular in medieval times, to do with a deal with the devil. The illustration above was pasted over an illustration in the “Chronicon Pontificum et Imperatorum,” which was created between the years 1277 and 1286 by the artist Martinus Oppaviensis, who was also known as Martinus Polonus and Martin von Troppau (after the place of this birth).

On the left is Pope Sylvester II, regally attired in a white robe with a red cloak over it. A papal crown is on his head. He is smiling peacefully and looking at a being on the right.

The being on the right is humanoid, but has cloven hoofs, dark skin, and short, spikey wings. It has horns like a cow and long ears with little hairs on their undersides. On its face is a sad expression. On its abdomen is a face that looks like that of the Pope. On its knees, buttocks, and elbows are faces as well, but these are misshapen. The face on the being’s buttocks seems to be emitting red fumes; this may be a ribald joke about flatulence.

THE LEGEND OF POPE SYLVESTER II AND THE DEAL WITH THE DEVIL

The story behind the illustration is a little like that in the legend of Pan Twardowski …

Link: “Deals with the Devil: The Legend of Pan Twardowski ,” retold by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 7 February 2021 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-loy ..

The story goes that the scholar Gerbert of Aurillac had is run-ins with the devil. He was said to be able to speak with the devil, and wanted to know what his chances for advancement in the world might be. According to the legend, he had a way of inquiring of the devil about future events. When he asked, he received a mystifying response regarding 3 ‘R’ words. In retrospect, the prophecy was held to be true, because he held three positions with the letter ‘R’ in them: Archbishop of Rheims (991-997), Archbishop of Ravenna (998-999), and Pope of Rome (999-1003). –excerpted and paraphrased from Link: “Illustration of Pope Sylvester II and the Devil from the Chronicon Pontificum et Imperatorum,” 21 May 2020, by The Historians Hut … https://thehistorianshut.com/2020/05/21/illustration-of-pope-sylvester-ii-and-the-devil-from-the-chronicon-pontificum-et-imperatorum/ ..

There is another legend that the scholar Gerbert of Aurillac made a deal with a female demon named Meridiana (meaning ‘Sundial’) that he should become pope. In return for this favor, the demon offered a trick reminiscent of the that in the legend of Pan Twardowski. The devil said the scholar must never say a Mass in Jerusalem. Forgetful of the trickiness of the devil, the scholar later offered the Mass in a church named “Holy Cross of Jerusalem.”

That was close enough for the devil, who attacked him right there in the church; but Pope Sylvester II repented and was saved. –from Link: “Sylvester II,” in Wikimedia Commons … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pope_Sylvester_II ..

ANOTHER INTERPRETATION OF THE ABOVE ILLUSTRATION: POSITIVE EMOTION AS A KEY TO HARMONY AND UNITY OF VOICE AND FEELING

From the stance of a Lightworker, and to do with New Life on New Earth, I have another interpretation for the above image. This has to do with the effect of positive and negative emotions on our perception of the astral realm through telepathy.

From my clair experience, I know that each part of the body has a telepathic voice of its own. For instance, each chakra has its own voice, whose register and messages have to do with the purpose of the chakra. Each of our four minds … unconscious, subconscious, conscious, and superconscious … also has its own voice.

The joints and organs of the body also have their own voice, if they are in pain or feeling out of sorts. Could that be what is depicted as the faces in the knees and elbows of the being on the right?

In the image, you can see that the ‘gut brain’ face on the being to the right is like the face on the man on the left. How can that be, that the one, holy being on the left might have a face like that of the injured being on the right?

Could it be that face on the right is a depiction of the subconscious mind … the ‘gut brain’ … of the holy person on the left?

Why is it that the being on the right has big ears with little hairs on their undersides? Could this indicate how the subconscious mind logs onto the astral chatter in the noosphere?

What may we do to combine all the faces and voices of the subconscious mind … like those on the being to the right … into one face and and one holy body that has not those big ears to hear the astral chatter? I feel that positive emotions are the key to this happy and holy state of being, as depicted by the person on the left.

We must let go all negative emotions … all sadness, all fear, all despair, all anger, all hatred, all cruel feeling, all desire to threaten or bully others; and all receptivity to those emotions when sent through the astral airs to our astral ears. Instead, through our intention and through our joyful actions, we must foster positive emotions … joy, courage, faith, hope, kindness, a peaceful feeling, and the like.

It is our positive emotions that unite the disparate voices of our being into one happy, holy self. When we feel happy, courageous, and full of hope our 37 trillion body cells sing the same song, in harmony with our own heart.

MAKING A CHOICE: WILL IT BE ‘TEAM DARK’ OR OUR ASCENSION TEAM?

It seems to me possible that our experience of positive emotions helps us avoid the astral rascals, the negative astral beings popularly termed ‘devils’. These beings from the Demonic realm or ‘Team Dark,’ as it is termed, might offer us ‘deals with the devil’ that seem good on the face of it, but are likely to lead to greater disharmony, greater lack of unity in our person, and a dissonant incoming astral chatter.

When we experience positive states of mind and emotion those ‘astral rascals’ just fly off. Our astral ears might no longer hear their noxious chatter. Instead, our hearts might tune in to the wisdom and gifts of our Ascension teams. What a welcome change, would you not say?

Speaking of that, I have come up with a positive affirmation to say when I wake up in the morning. I feel it helps start the day on a positive note. Our Ascension Teams are always waiting for a chance to bring us peace and love and Light and joy … Ascension gifts and the new clairs. It makes them happy to make us happy. So, first thing in the morning I thought I would say:

I am well grounded and A-OK.
My Team will bring me blessings today!

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

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Mudra to Ward Off Astral ‘Power Over’ Thought Forms of Others . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 22 October 2020; published on 30 November 2020
Location: Tuna Canyon Park, Mountains Recreation and Conservation Authority, Malibu, California

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
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  • PHOTOS BY ALICE

Dear Ones,

Here is a video with two mudras in it. The first is the Mudra to Ward Off Astral ‘Power Over’ Thought Forms of Others. The second is the Mudra to Lull Oneself to Sleep. After the video is an edited Summary …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

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

I found out about a meditation last night and a mudra (a hand position to do) to dispel energy threads of predators and ‘reptile’ sorts of thoughts, and ‘power over’ feelings that are in the noosphere, and seem to be flooding in, and upsetting you for whatever reason.

It is a very interesting technique. It presupposes that these energies have to do with desire to control other people. Desire to control other people is a feature of the third chakra … will power. And of course, it also helps in self-improvement and maintaining optimum health, for instance, because we can maintain control over ourselves by doing the right diet and the right exercises, and the right social interactions, and so forth.

So it is a very good chakra, the third chakra, but the problem is, sometimes my third chakra seems inundated with other people’s third chakra acquisitive or predatorial instincts, or perhaps, with the acquisitive and predatorial instincts such as … as I said … the reptiles. Sometimes I say ‘the ghosts of dinosaurs’ circulating through the astral realm … something like that.

So I thought: The heart chakra [places hand on heart] is stronger in energy than the other chakras, because it is the center. It is like the dynamo … the pump of the energies of the kundalini.

I posited: If I were to say: I am in control … while feeling the fourth chakra, the heart chakra … then it could be that that would be distasteful to any astral beings or energies or thought forms that were flooding into my energy field with the intent to control.

The reason for that is that those strong energies are repelled by the heart chakra, which is a totally different kind of energy. Heart energy is the opposite of third chakra energy.

The difference is well stated in “The Law of One” … https://www.lawofone.info/ … as ‘service to others’ (that is the heart chakra) opposed to ‘power over others’ or ‘service to self’ (that is the third chakra). It was the difference that we rose to through Christ consciousness … through Christ’s life and example of selfless sacrifice through His crucifixion, which resulted in His glorious Ascension … as it might for us, were we to become like Christ.

Perhaps we need not die, in order to manifest ascended human qualities and energies, but it might feel like Dark Night of the Soul. It might feel almost like a COVID death. It might feel like we are losing all hope, and finding faith only in the notion that God will be there with us … with our pristine, disembodied Awareness. And through that we rise to a higher consciousness.

So anyway, it was getting to me last night, and I thought I would put both hands on my heart chakra, one crossed over the other …

Image: “Mudra to Ward Off Astral ‘Power Over’ Thought Forms of Others,” self-portrait by Alice B. Clagett, 22 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The hands are place one on top of the other, on the heart chakra in the center of the chest. Awareness is placed on the heart and on the hands. Say: I am in control.

Image: “Mudra to Ward Off Astral ‘Power Over’ Thought Forms of Others,” self-portrait by Alice B. Clagett, 22 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: The hands are place one on top of the other, on the heart chakra in the center of the chest. Awareness is placed on the heart and on the hands. Say: I am in control.

Image: “Mudra to Lull Oneself to Sleep,” self-portrait by Alice B. Clagett, 22 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The hands are place one on top of the other, on the lower abdomen. Awareness is placed on the lower abdomen and on the hands. Say: My heart is with you. My heart is with you. My heart is with you.

… and I would say: I am in control … while placing my Awareness on my hands and my heart chakra. And that might repel the predatorial energies that seemed as if they were trying to ‘board’ me … as you would board a ship.

The moment I tried it, it worked … it repelled whatever it was that was after me, it seemed like. Whatever energies were there were suddenly dispersed.

Just to be on the safe side, I continued for an hour or so. But perhaps that was unnecessary.

As I continued, this is what happened: I was lying, face up. For an hour I kept my hands there, and I said to myself, in my own heart: I am in control.

An energy flooded up. First it revitalized my lower intestines. Then strong waves of up-coursing energy moved slowly up to a triangle whose tips were the left and right edges of my lowest ribs; and the apex of the triangle was my heart chakra, where my two hands were lying, and where my Awareness was placed.

That whole area began to flood up energy, until it reached the pranic reserve area under my ribs. You know about the pranic reserve, where vital energy is stored?

Drawing by Alice: “Pranic Reserve,” composite image by Alice B. Clagett, 13 February 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0 … DESCRIPTION: black-and-white self portrait from just below the waist to top of head. Fluffy white clouds and sky in the shape of an inverted U, beginning at the bottom of the rib cage and extending downward for about 6 inches. Depth and width of the pranic reserve varies by person.

Drawing by Alice: “Pranic Reserve,” composite image by Alice B. Clagett, 13 February 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0 …

DESCRIPTION: black-and-white self portrait from just below the waist to top of head. Fluffy white clouds and sky in the shape of an inverted U, beginning at the bottom of the rib cage and extending downward for about 6 inches. Depth and width of the pranic reserve varies by person.

And I felt a sharp, prickling, multi-pointed pain on the left side of my abdomen, just beneath the lowest left rib. I felt that twice, and I felt it to be the opening of the astral funnel that is an organelle bringing vital force … vitality globules into the pranic reserve, where they are stored …

Link: “Vitality Globules,” drawings by Alice B. Clagett, drawn and published on 30 November 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-_lB0 ..

Then I felt a dull pain in my gallbladder area. And that I felt to be a revitalization … [Hears raven talking repeatedly.] This raven has it in for me, I take it. It is scolding me … I felt that to be a revitalization of my gallbladder. Those two points were revitalized. After those two points were revitalized, I felt a thrumming and filling of the energy inside of this pyramid between the two lower points of my heart and my ribs …

Composite Image: “Upflooding of Prana from Lower Abdomen to Pranic Reserve and then to Heart,” composite image by Alice B. Clagett, 13 February 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: black-and-white self portrait from just below the waist to top of head. Fluffy white clouds and sky in the shape of an inverted U, beginning at the bottom of the rib cage and extending downward for about 6 inches. Depth and width of the pranic reserve varies by person. There is a white jug-shaped object whose bottom rests at the bottom of the lower intestines, and whose peak is at the heart chakra in the center of the chest. The white jug represents the prana flooding upward from the lower intestines, through the pranic reserve, and then filling a triangular area from the base of the rib cage to the heart. The prana heals and revitalizes the physical body, removes astral malware, and restores the Body of Light to its pristine form.

Composite Image: “Upflooding of Prana from Lower Abdomen to Pranic Reserve and then to Heart,” composite image by Alice B. Clagett, 13 February 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: black-and-white self portrait from just below the waist to top of head. Fluffy white clouds and sky in the shape of an inverted U, beginning at the bottom of the rib cage and extending downward for about 6 inches. Depth and width of the pranic reserve varies by person.

There is a white jug-shaped object whose bottom rests at the bottom of the lower intestines, and whose peak is at the heart chakra in the center of the chest. The white jug represents the prana flooding upward from the lower intestines, through the pranic reserve, and then filling a triangular area from the base of the rib cage to the heart. The prana heals and revitalizes the physical body, removes astral malware, and restores the Body of Light to its pristine form.

It went on and on for maybe half an hour, filling my body with energy. It was incredible.

But then I felt too vitalized to fall asleep. I was just ‘chock full’ of vitality globules, it seemed … of pranic force. It was incredible, really. It was a first. Well … when I do kundalini yoga it also happens; but this is a different technique, and an easy technique for someone who is very young or very old … a safe technique, I feel.

Then, in an effort to calm down a little, and to just drift off to sleep, I placed both hands, one on top of the other, in the center of my lower abdomen. I placed my Awareness there, at the place where my two hands were, and I said, to the spot where the hands were: My heart is with you. My heart is with you. My heart is with you.

Image: “Mudra to Lull Oneself to Sleep,” self-portrait by Alice B. Clagett, 22 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The hands are place one on top of the other, on the lower abdomen. Awareness is placed on the lower abdomen and on the hands. Say: My heart is with you. My heart is with you. My heart is with you.

Image: “Mudra to Lull Oneself to Sleep,” self-portrait by Alice B. Clagett, 22 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: The hands are place one on top of the other, on the lower abdomen. Awareness is placed on the lower abdomen and on the hands. Say: My heart is with you. My heart is with you. My heart is with you.

You know, the lower abdomen is sometimes not appreciated too much. Sometimes people have a bad opinion of it. In women it might be because they might be a little overweight, and so they have a bad opinion of it. In men it can be for other reasons … social embarrassment, or who knows what.

There are a lot of reasons why the lower abdomen is greatly undervalued and underappreciated. So those cells really need that love from time to time, I feel. And when I did that … when I placed those hands there for not too long … I fell asleep finally.

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

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Link: “On Replenishing the Pranic Reserve for Long Life,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 29 December 2016; published on 31 January 2017; revised on 13 February 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6YU ..

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Image: “Tuna Canyon Park, Mountains Recreation and Conservation Authority, Malibu, California 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 22 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

Image: “Tuna Canyon Park, Mountains Recreation and Conservation Authority, Malibu, California 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 22 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

Image: “Tuna Canyon Park, Mountains Recreation and Conservation Authority, Malibu, California 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 22 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

Image: “Tuna Canyon Park, Mountains Recreation and Conservation Authority, Malibu, California 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 22 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

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Descent of Grace: Sanctuary from the Demon Realm at Trinity Episcopal Church . a story by Alice B. Clagett

Compiled and published on 21 March 2020; republished on 29 March 2020
Happened on 26 November 2014, the day before Thanksgiving 2014. There had been a light snowfall that day, and as I recall, more was on the way for the following day.

  • STORIES BY ALICE: MY LAST VISIT HOME, FOR THANKSGIVING 2014
  • STORIES BY ALICE: SANCTUARY FROM THE DEMON REALM AT TRINITY EPISCOPAL CHURCH

Dear Ones,

STORIES BY ALICE: MY LAST VISIT HOME, FOR THANKSGIVING 2014

I recall on my last visit home, for Thanksgiving 2014, I was staying with my uncle Frank Marbury Clagett, since deceased. I was there for Thanksgiving, and to visit around where I used to be in my childhood … where I had grown up, in the country near the small town of Upper Marlboro, Maryland, which is right close to Washington, D.C.

When I was growing up, my father worked in downtown Washington, D.C., and commuted back and forth to our home near Upper Marlboro daily. That place where we lived was across the road from Ingleside, my Grandmother Clagett’s farm, where my father’s brothers Frank Marbury Clagett, John Douglas Clagett, and Robert Joseph Bowie Clagett lived with my grandmother Alice Delores Clagett Clagett when I was quite young.

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

Adjacent to their farm was Keokuk, the farm where two of my great uncles, George Maxwell Clagett and Guiger Harry Clagett, and Uncle Gui’s wife Margaret Clagett. There is more about them here …

Citation: “The Clagetts of Keokuk,” by Elizabeth Clagett Clark, 10 June 1986, self-published, out of print.

I remember I liked my great uncles and great aunt very much, and how kind they were to me.  Uncle Guy and Aunt Margaret passed on in my early youth, leaving only Uncle Max there. Then my uncle Marbury’s twin brother George Guiger Clagett and his wife Helen Clagett moved in; they had a son Richard.

Next door to us was the farm owned by Commander and Mrs. Justin Miller, who were distant relatives of ours. And elsewhere along the road on which we lived were the farms of people who, while not related, were well known to us, and with whom we were on good terms.

A few miles north along the Ritchie-Marlboro Road was Concord, the farm where my mother Katherine Berry Clagett grew up …

Link: “‘Concord’ – The Farm Where My Mom Grew Up,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 28 November 2014; published on 9 October 2017 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7Ns ..

On my trips back home to Upper Marlboro I would stop by those places I remembered from my childhood, along with the since deserted Marlboro Elementary School I attended in first grade, which is across from the Post Office and next to the tomb of Dr. William Beanes …

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

As well, I would visit the graveyards where the mortal remains of those of my family now passed on were laid to rest …

Link: “Graves of My Mom and My Sister,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 30 November 2014; published on 3 December 2014; republished on 30 October 2015 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7Oj ..

Then I would visit the original Catholic Saint Mary of the Assumption Church and the since deserted buildings of the old church school site in Upper Marlboro …

Link: “St. Mary of the Assumption Parish” …  http://stmaryum.org/parish/ ..

My father was a Catholic, as were his Clagett kin. My mother and her kin were Episcopalian, and so on my yearly journeys home I would visit the places where she had attended church. These were St. Barnabas’ Episcopal Church in Leeland, Maryland, which she attended in my early childhood …

Link: “St. Barnabas’ Episcopal Church, Leeland,” in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St._Barnabas%27_Episcopal_Church,_Leeland ..

… and Trinity Episcopal Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, which she attended in later years …

Link: “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 30 October 2015 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7Ob ..

STORIES BY ALICE: SANCTUARY FROM THE DEMON REALM AT TRINITY EPISCOPAL CHURCH

As it happened, Trinity Episcopal Church was just across the road from where Uncle Marbury lived in Upper Marlboro, a fact integral to the story I am about to tell …

On that, the most recent of my trips home, for Thanksgiving 2014, I was plagued at night by the Demon realm. I cannot put forth the why or where of it, but the fact is that demons would swarm round me at night when I was there.

I recall one night during my five-day visit, when all that became just too much for me. In the early evening, I trekked across Main Street, and round to Church Street, where my mother’s Trinity Episcopal Church was located.

As I neared the church, I began to feel a greater and greater sense of sanctuary. I walked up the brick walk, past the graves and tombstones of my mother’s ancestors. A cold wind was whistling round me, and the Darkness rustled down amongst the leaves of the holly trees on the front lawn of the church …

Image: Graveyard at Trinity Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, photo by Alice B. Clagett, 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: Graveyard at Trinity Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, photo by Alice B. Clagett, 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0

The front door and the side doors of the church were locked up tight; so, in my desperation, I walked up the front stairs of the church …

Image: Trinity Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, photo by Alice B. Clagett, 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: Trinity Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, photo by Alice B. Clagett, 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0

As I walked up those stairs, the demons pursuing me were repulsed by the Light of faith abiding there. They flew up howling into the sky, and then were gone away.

For some time I sat next the front door of the church, which shielded my back from the cold wind. I was listening for the return of the demons, but they did not come back. I was safe there, saved through my mother’s faith, and the faith of the minister and the people there, from the deepest Darkness ever to pursue me in this lifetime.

Link: “Song of the Lord’s Prayer,” melody composed and sung by Alice B. Clagett, published on 25 July 2015; revised on 29 November 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-3Gr ..

That is why I recommend to my reader: In times of deepest despair, seek sanctuary on Holy Ground. If there is a church nearby, even if you cannot enter the church door, you may find, as did I, that the steps of a church offer safety of Spirit, and of physical form. Here is a song I wrote about that …

Link: “Don’t Be Afraid of the Dark,” stories and song by Alice B. Clagett, published on 10 June 2014; revised and republished on 27 December 2017 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-89C ..

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: Window of Trinity Episcopal Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, photo by Alice B. Clagett, 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: Window of Trinity Episcopal Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, photo by Alice B. Clagett, 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0

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

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Alice’s Perilous Tales: Escape from a Mind Control Cult . by Alice B. Clagett *

Filmed on 12 December 2019; published on 6 January 2020; revised on 9 June 2020
Previously titled: Alice’s Perilous Tales: Archangel Descends Upon a Swooping Demon
Location: Upper Las Virgenes Canyon Open Space Preserve, Simi Hills, California
Talk filmed on 19 December 2019; both published on 6 January 2020

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • DESCENT OF A RAVEN UPON A RED-TAILED HAWK
    • ALICE’S PERILOUS TALES: FRIGHTENING PSYCHIC EVENTS ENCOUNTERED IN A MEDITATION GROUP, PART 1
      • Mahabharata Vision: The West Los Angeles Power Failure and the Descent of the Archangel Upon a Swooping Demon [Heart Vampire]
  • ALICE’S PERILOUS TALES: FRIGHTENING PSYCHIC EVENTS ENCOUNTERED IN A MEDITATION GROUP, PART 2
    • THE TERMINATOR DUDE THAT WALKED THROUGH THE WALL OF THE MEDITATION ROOM [Castratrux – Basal Vampire]
    • THE DARK BEING THAT WAS CHASED AWAY BY THE OMM CHANT OF THE MEDITATION GROUP [Alluring Calm]
    • HOW I USED TO FIGHT NOT TO FALL ASLEEP ON THE LONG DRIVE HOME FROM THE WEST LOS ANGELES MEDITATION GROUP MEETINGS [Alluring Calm]
    • PSYCHIC POWERS OF OMNIPRESENCE, MIND CONTROL AND PSYCHIC RAPE IN THE MEDITATION GROUP UBER LEADER [Heart Vampire]
      • The Adverse Effect on Me of the Psychic Power of Omnipresence in the Male Uber Meditation Leader
      • How the Uber Leader Announced He Was Mind Controlling All the Women in the Meditation Group
      • It Seemed a Being of Light Was Murdered by a Blast of Hatred from the Meditation Group’s Uber Leader
      • The Last Time I Meditated with That Group, It Seemed I Was Psychically Raped by the Male Uber Meditation Leader
    • VIOLENCE ON THE ASTRAL PLANE AFTER I LEFT THE MEDITATION GROUP [Heart Vampire]
      • Psychic or Perhaps Physical Violence Toward the Woman Leaders in the Meditation Group by the Male Uber Leader
      • Flight From What Seemed to be a ‘Killing Cult’, Deprogramming, and Psychic Release

Dear Ones,

Here are a video and an edited Summary on the topic of wrangles between a raven and a red-tailed hawk; and an awesome wrangle between a Big Bad and an Archangel … maybe Archangel Michael or Archangel Metatron.

After these is part 2 containing quite a bit more on the topic of my misadventures with what I began to feel was a mind control cult, and my harrowing escape from their psychic clutches.

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

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

I have a story to tell you about the natural world and about the Angelic and Demon Realms. It is sort of a comparison.

DESCENT OF A RAVEN UPON A RED-TAILED HAWK

A week or so ago, I was out in the northern part of Las Virgenes Open Space Preserve in the Santa Monica Mountains … in the Los Angeles area. I was walking on kind of a plateau area. There are a lot of ravens that hang out in that area. I have taken videos of them before. Sometimes in great batches they all get together; there are raven tribes that get together. And sometimes one tribe will be off by itself … or there will be a loner raven or two sitting in a tree. There are just a lot of ravens there.

I was walking along the plateau, on a loop trail, and I noticed something in the air … The first thing I noticed was two big birds fighting in midair. One swooped down upon the other. And the one that it swooped down upon tumbled over in the air, so that its feet and the claws on its feet were upwards. And the one that was descending upon it … swooping down upon it … engaged the claws of the other with its claws. So there was a ‘claw fight’ between their feet in the air.

Then I noticed that the one on top … the one that was descending … was a raven. And the one underneath was a young red-tailed hawk.

They disengaged their claws, and the red-tailed hawk turned over rightwise in the air and started to escape. I think these hawks are slower fliers; they are not soaring on thermals too much, compared to the ravens, which seem to have a knack for it. The raven may be a lighter bird, with close to the same wing span as that of the juvenile red-tailed hawk; that is my guess.

The raven started off after the red-tailed hawk, in hot pursuit. I saw them heading off in the distance. Then more ravens … friends of the first raven … came in and followed along after them … maybe five or six of them following along, having a good time of it.

So the red-tailed hawk was greatly outnumbered. What I noticed it did was it swooped down along the contour of the folding hills there. It was very close to the Earth. Its wing tips were almost brushing the tops of the chaparral.

The stride of its wing span, and the length of those turnings of the wings were long … very giant-sized and long. It was swooping like this … [shows long swoops of a moving hand] … over one area, and then to the next, and then on to the next.

Then the raven was, I think, unable to fall down on it and attack it because it was so close to the Earth. I think the raven might have hit itself against the ground if it had swooped down in that manner … They are more like thermal soarers and ‘wind wingers’, the ravens.

That pursuit was really dramatic; they went off in the distance and then disappeared.

Then there were other raven situations along the way: Two ravens sitting in a tree, that soared off together. I remember, when I was nearly through the loop, one lone raven was flying along in the direction where everybody else had gone some while ago, calling out in the voice that was plaintively saying, I thought: Where are you? Where did you go?

I am sure it found them. I think that ravens may sense the trail of other ravens through some invisible turbulence in the air … a systematic, periodic turbulence in the air that wafts after the raven that is flying off, so that a lost little raven … like that one … can find its way through the ‘raven signature’ periodic movements of the air. I think that is how they do it; I do not think it is through pheromones or anything like that. They sniff the air, they know the air, and they follow the air.

ALICE’S PERILOUS TALES: FRIGHTENING PSYCHIC EVENTS ENCOUNTERED IN A MEDITATION GROUP, PART 1

Now on to demons and angels: Some years ago (I have talked about this before) there was quite an incident as I was heading from my home in the San Fernando Valley to a meditation group that met in West Los Angeles. It was a long trip at night, and I had to be there by a certain hour.

I encountered a lot of trouble both arriving at the meditation group and then departing later on, time after time.

Mahabharata Vision: The West Los Angeles Power Failure and the Descent of the Archangel Upon a Swooping Demon [Heart Vampire]

Image: “Arjuna and Krishna at the Mahabharata War, Bhagavad Gita, Kurukshetra, Haryana: Arjuna is the archer, Krishna the charioteer. This scene iconically symbolizes the Bhagavad Gita – the spiritual discussion between them about war and dharma. This sculpture is found in a temple complex, Kurukshetra, Haryana India,” by Devajyoti Sarkar, 2 May 2017, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Arjuna_and_Krishna_at_the_Mahabharata_war,_Bhagavad_Gita,_Kurukshetra,_Haryana.jpg … CC BY-SA 2.0

Image: “Arjuna and Krishna at the Mahabharata War, Bhagavad Gita, Kurukshetra, Haryana: Arjuna is the archer, Krishna the charioteer. This scene iconically symbolizes the Bhagavad Gita – the spiritual discussion between them about war and dharma. This sculpture is found in a temple complex, Kurukshetra, Haryana India,” by Devajyoti Sarkar, 2 May 2017, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Arjuna_and_Krishna_at_the_Mahabharata_war,_Bhagavad_Gita,_Kurukshetra,_Haryana.jpg … CC BY-SA 2.0

One of the troubles I ran into in arriving at the meditation place was this one: I was driving along, and there were all kinds of obstructions. I was driving along the shore route by the Pacific Ocean, but I had to move inland in order to get to my destination. And the closer I got to Freeway 405, the more congested the roads were. All the roads were tied up because no one could get on the freeway … the freeway had some kind of problem.

I was afraid I would be too late to get there, and I had to be there on time … it was very important. So I was trying to improvise as I drove, trying to find a route that would work. After awhile … I was within maybe a mile of the place … and I noticed behind me that, as I progressed up the hill towards the place, the lights of the city were going off. There was a blackout that was following pretty close to the back of my car … up to about a block or two behind my car … all the way up the hill to the place where I had to go.

At the same time I sensed a descending Angelic power that was pursuing something, rather like the pursuit that the raven made towards the hawk that was beneath it. There was a loping energy of Darkness following me up the hill, in a trail like the trail of the hawk along the chaparral.

It was touching the tops of the buildings as it went past, and moving towards my car, up the hill. Descending from the heavens was the angelic power of the most grand angel I have ever met … I was thinking Archangel Michael … possibly Metatron … descended down. As its wing tips, which spanned all of West Los Angeles, touched the buildings, the power went off in the buildings. Angels are that grand … they are that grand!

So now you know the story; the Darkness did not reach me; and I got to my destination safely. May it do so for you as well, for all your life long, and for all the times thereafter!

[End of Video]

ALICE’S PERILOUS TALES: FRIGHTENING PSYCHIC EVENTS ENCOUNTERED IN A MEDITATION GROUP, PART 2

THE TERMINATOR DUDE THAT WALKED THROUGH THE WALL OF THE MEDITATION ROOM [Castratrux – Basal Vampire]

As well, there was Dark interference outside the West Los Angeles meditation location, on the street and in a neighboring coffee house. I recall in particular a Dark incursion from the street through the exterior house wall, that looked a little like a transparent version of a very tall ‘Terminator’ dude with fluffy hair, well over six feet tall.

THE DARK BEING THAT WAS CHASED AWAY BY THE OMM CHANT OF THE MEDITATION GROUP [Alluring Calm]

I remember another time when a deep Dark presence swooped into the meditation room, but was successfully countered by a very strong, pure chant of Omm begun by the female meditation leader and taken up by the rest of the women meditating in the room.

HOW I USED TO FIGHT NOT TO FALL ASLEEP ON THE LONG DRIVE HOME FROM THE WEST LOS ANGELES MEDITATION GROUP MEETINGS [Alluring Calm]

I remember how, returning from the meditation late at night, I would feel a two-hour drive stretch on and on into the night. I could feel a Dark presence bidding me fall asleep while driving. I had to avoid the empty freeway on the return leg; and I had to pull over on residential streets when the Dark Attack hit. The urge to fall asleep was impossible to resist; it took effect nearly instantaneously.

Luckily because of my martial arts training long years ago, I would immediately pull over, and fall asleep at the curb … windows up, doors locked. Then suddenly I would feel a ghostly hand on my shoulder, a kindly male astral being … a guardian spirit … whispering in my ear: Wake up! It’s not safe here. Start off again towards home!

PSYCHIC POWERS OF OMNIPRESENCE, MIND CONTROL AND PSYCHIC RAPE IN THE MEDITATION GROUP UBER LEADER [Heart Vampire]

The Adverse Effect on Me of the Psychic Power of Omnipresence in the Male Uber Meditation Leader

After some time I attended a meeting of the meditation group led by a visitor from the Central Western United States. After attending meetings led by him here and there in the United States, I found out, one by one, the psychic powers he possessed. It was an unpleasant time for me, as I began to understand he had psychic abilities that affected all his followers.

When a meditation leader has psychic powers, that is fine as long as he is wide awake and in possession of his faculties. But when he is sleeping, those same psychic powers are available for the use of his subconscious mind, and havoc can ensue. So I learned as time wore on.

I remember, for instance, weekend meditation retreats led by him at a spiritual retreat in Encino, California. The daytime meditations, I recall, would be full of interesting psychic phenomena. But then at night, when the women and the male uber leader were asleep on the grounds, I would invariably have restless sleep and horrible nightmares, full of violence and rape and murder.

The scenes that unfolded in my dream world had to do with people I knew, but not people in the meditation group. It seemed as if, for the brief space of the weekend retreats, all my friends and family had turned into psycho serial killers and sexual deviants. This was not a normal feature of my dreamtime realm; it was only something that happened during the male uber leader’s weekend retreats. Why was this? What could possibly have been going on?

I recall how the weekend meditations would be fraught with trouble; weighed down, it seemed, by woe that was unspoken, but floating in the air of the meditation room, it seemed. Then the nights would be full of nightmares. Then on Sunday morning everything would clear up, everyone would be happy, and all would be well.

This happened time after time, for several years. I did a slow take. After quite some time I developed a theory that the male uber meditation leader might be shy, and might be dreading the weekend retreats, and might feel relieved when they had ended … and that his dread might be affecting us during our group meditations, and might also be flowing through our dreams during the weekend retreats, perhaps because we were housed in close quarters during the retreats.

Thus I began to become aware of the drawbacks of being around a person with the psychic power of omnipresence.

How the Uber Leader Announced He Was Mind Controlling All the Women in the Meditation Group

I remember a time when the male uber leader met the West Los Angeles woman meditators at a retreat center in Encino, California. During one meditation he exclaimed …

Yes! I have succeeded in mind controlling all of you at the same time!

… or words to that effect. I remember how I looked up in surprise, and sensed but one other woman in a sentient state, amongst the meditators. That woman was the West Los Angeles group leader.

It Seemed a Being of Light Was Murdered by a Blast of Hatred from the Meditation Group’s Uber Leader

I remember also a time when our West Los Angeles female meditation leader’s male uber leader took an airplane in to lead a meditation, and 100 or more Hathors (beings of LIght and friends of mine) flew joyfully into the room through the open portal of my heart. The first one out was, it seemed, a particular friend of mine, known to me from a past lifetime.

I recall how the male uber leader greeted this fifth dimensional being with a blast of pure hatred from his own heart; how my Hathor friend stumbled and fell, his heart’s Light snuffed out by an emotion so foreign to him and his kin; how I sought comfort in the ensuing months and years, after my Hathor friends left the 4D-5D interface on my Awareness timeline; and how I finally found comfort in the thought that my friend had but ascended to a higher dimension, and that he and I would one day meet again.

I attribute what seemed to have been the murder of my friend the being of Light to the power of mind control of the male uber meditation group leader. It seems likely to me that, by harnessing the minds and emotions of the women sitting in meditation, his ability to project negative emotions such as hatred was greatly magnified.

Today, from the vantage point of having put all this behind me, I wonder if the vision I had of the Hathors that day was true, or whether it might have been a fabrication of the male uber meditation leader, through mind control. Whether true in another dimension or no, the tenor of the vision must surely have been a warning of things to come, as will soon be told …

The Last Time I Meditated with That Group, It Seemed I Was Psychically Raped by the Male Uber Meditation Leader

The last time I meditated with that group, it seemed to me that the male uber leader used his ability to manipulate the quantum field to psychically rape me on the psychic plane as the other women sat in meditation. Whether such a psychic event can be said to be true or not, I cannot say.

No court of law could pass judgment on such a psychic event. But my feeling at the time was that it surely happened, although not in a physical sense, and that the male uber leader must have been its cause.

For, if that man were, as he had priorly said, mind controlling almost all the women in the group, then who could have been responsible for that psychic event but he? These being my thoughts about what had occurred, at the end of that evening, I left that meditation group for good.

VIOLENCE ON THE ASTRAL PLANE AFTER I LEFT THE MEDITATION GROUP [Heart Vampire]

The events that ensued on the astral plane for the next three years had to do with the understanding of the group that their male uber leader had the psychic powers of omnipresence and mind control.

A keystone of that meditation group was loyalty to their uber leader, and unquestioning obedience to him. It seemed to me likely that it was this quality of unquestioning obedience that allowed him to mind control them.

This power of mind control, it seemed, increased his psychic powers exponentially. It was as if he was wielding the psychic umph of all his followers; almost as if his subtle bodies were engorged by their mental and emotional bodies through mind control.

Thus it seemed that when the male uber meditation leader felt angry or unsettled in his mind, there was ‘a great disturbance in the force’. On the psychic plane, I felt waves of negative emotion rocking through the world, causing the people towards whom he reached through telepathy to experience the same negative emotions.

I began to feel that the psychic powers of mind control and omnipresence can go dangerously awry, and cause great harm in the world, when the man who possesses them becomes angry and unsettled in his mind.

Psychic or Perhaps Physical Violence Toward the Woman Leaders in the Meditation Group by the Male Uber Leader

For instance, after I left the group, it seemed that, on the astral plane, the male uber leader and his sublieutenants raped woman after woman in our group on the psychic plane … not in the usual mind control daydream haze, but using the quantum energy that seems more like a physical event. These were the troubling astral stories I overheard.

It upset me that I could not ascertain the truth of the matter, or help prevent this violence, if indeed it was occurring. On the other hand, these might just be emanations of the subconscious mind, through the dream world, of the male uber leader, augmented in their power over other people’s subconscious minds by his abilities of mind control and omnipresence.

I recall how it seemed the astral airs … through wide geographic swaths … were racked with violence, hatred and fear for about three years. I remember how it seemed to me … from the clairaudient plane … that a handful of women eventually succumbed, losing their lives either through despair or through violence. Whether this be true, or no, I may never ascertain.

Flight From What Seemed to be a ‘Killing Cult’, Deprogramming, and Psychic Release

There was no way of knowing the truth of the matter, as I was intent on flying from the group, which I felt must be a psychic killing cult because the astral stories I overheard after leaving the group frightened me so. I felt I was being mind controlled at a distance. For my own self, I was intent on breaking free from the group and deprogramming, so that I would no longer be within the psychic grasp of the male uber group leader.

During the three years in which I struggled to get free of the group on the psychic plane, there was no one I could turn to for support against them, as it seemed the male uber leader would swoop into the minds of friends and family, and control their minds as well.

It was an awful time. But eventually, it must be that the male uber leader forgot the injury he felt I had done to him in leaving the group, and set aside the anger he had felt toward me. Then, much to my relief, my dreams and my sleep patterns returned to their normal state.

Now you know the story! By God’s grace, it had a happy ending.

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

See also … Link: “Catastrophic Childhood Case Study: Heart Vampire 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 13 December 2020; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-l0W ..

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Community Health: Homed Who Live Next to Homeless Encampments . by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 17 August 2019

Dear Ones,

As you may know, California is a Sanctuary State for the nation’s homeless. Here in Los Angeles, there are 50,000 to 60,000 homeless people. Homeless encampments, though small, are a prevalent feature of the urban landscape. In addition, there are homeless communities in the mountains, which pose an issue of possible fire during our annual fire seasons.

For some years now I have been active in Neighborhood Watch in my neighborhood, and also keep abreast of my larger neighborhood through NextDoor … https://nextdoor.com/ … Lately, I have begun attending local monthly Neighborhood Council and Topanga Los Angeles Police Department community meetings as well. These have helped me get a better grasp of the problems our city faces.

It seems to me there is concern for personal safety among homeowners and their families who live next to homeless encampments in Los Angeles. On mulling over this issue, I came to understand the depth of despair of fathers and husbands who have invested their life savings in providing homes for their families, and whose wives and children can no longer safely leave home at night, because of homeless encampments on their sidewalks or in treed or grassy areas nearby.

It occurred to me that passive defense systems might offer an alternative to taking the law into one’s own hands on behalf of family safety.

Along these lines, I thought homeowners might consider installing floodlights that illuminate terrain between them and the homeless encampments at night, so that their families could feel safe to walk out of their houses. I also wonder if high fences around homeowners’ yards might help.

Housing codes regarding the height of property fences can cause trouble with safety in these times, as those who wrote the codes could not have foreseen the current difficulty. Maybe property fencing codes could be got round by using temporary construction fencing in the yard? Maybe it might be sensible to go ahead and put up high fences around the home, with the agreement of one’s neighbors, since getting the codes changed may take some time.

In addition, I thought, it might be possible to install perimeter electronic alarms, that would provide a warning if the yard is trespassed on?

My hope is that others will come up with thoughts on passive defense systems for homed families as well.

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

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Call to Action: The Spectre of Social Unrest in Los Angeles . by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 7 May 2019

Dear Ones,

At the level of the borderline poverty working family in Los Angeles today, there is a yearning for home ownership that is part and parcel of the American dream. Yet because of the high entry bar to home ownership, few blue collar working families can hope to achieve this dream.

This gives rise to hopelessness regarding the American way of life, for masses of people who feel that home ownership will be forever beyond their grasp. It is just such feelings of hopelessness that cause lack of faith in the American way of life, and can promulgate social unrest; even thoughts of revolution and of more even distribution of property through Communism.

Social unrest threatens those who own homes, those who have higher paying jobs, and those who offer employment here in Los Angeles. Thus it is in the best interests of those of us who have vested interests in this city, to offer hope to Los Angeles families who are economically less advantaged, whether they be renters of apartments or of rooms.

Here are two cost-effective ways to mitigate the spectre of social unrest in Los Angeles …

  • For borderline poverty working families who are renters, Los Angeles might offer apartment buildings with a ‘rent to own’ or ‘lease to own’ option. This option might be promoted through a State of California or local tax credit to apartment building owners.
  • In addition we could offer a Los Angeles or California monthly lottery prize of a home, so that the American dream of home ownership might be laid out and monthly publicized as a possibility, even for those who are as yet unable to obtain ‘rent to own’ or ‘lease to own’ housing.

I feel these two proposals, which are relatively inexpensive and might easily be embarked upon, would appeal to both the inchoate yearning and the realistic plans of Los Angeles families who hope for home ownership … and that they would do so in a manner both concrete and newsworthy.

It is the American dream of home ownership that keeps us strong as a people. No family among us that has the heart to work and to contribute to our community, ought suffer despondency in this regard. Let us raise high the standard of hope for a better tomorrow, for the sake of this great city we all … whether propertied or as yet renting … love and cherish.

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

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