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Coming into Our True Power as Human Beings . a vision by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 2 July 2014; revised and republished on 26 December 2017

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • A Vision by Alice: How Things Used to Be, and How Things Are Different Today
    • Meditation on the Pranic Column as a Tool for Self-Discovery

Dear Ones,

This is a story about how things used to be and how things are different today … about the demise of the Dark, the helping hand of our neighbors, about self-empowerment, the Higher Self, Divine Love, co-creation, self-discovery, and the wonderful practice of feeling our pranic column energy. There is a Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Hello, Dear Ones,

I am sitting here in the shade of the pine trees and the black oaks. And I have a little story to tell you about how things used to be, and how things are different today. Here goes …

A Vision by Alice: How Things Used to Be, and How Things Are Different Today

For long aeons, mankind huddled together, like cattle, before the iron hand of the Dark … With no hope of finding a way to escape.

Those were the Dark days. Those were the days when all we had, was the helping hand of our neighbors … through births and deaths, through wars and famine, through the early death of our children, through all the terrible things that humanity has endured through all these ages.

And now, as we face a new challenge … as the Dark disperses … as the unconquerable threat has been conquered … out of habit, we continue to rely on the help of our neighbors.

But there is a far more powerful energy available to us, that will carry us through, to new heights of greatness, as humankind. The power that we have lies in our discovery of our own Higher Self.

That is the quest today … to find our true power as human beings. Our true ability to love, our true ability to create, lies in self-discovery.

And I am wishing each of you the opportunity to turn to your own energy. To find your own strength. To know who you really are. To let go the hand of your neighbor … except, if they ask for a kind word, by all means, a nice smile!

But, know that your true strength lies in you. And find it! The world is ours to create now!

Meditation on the Pranic Column as a Tool for Self-Discovery

And may I suggest pranic column energy as a possible beginning? It is just a very thin line from the crown of your head to the soles of your feet. And just concentrating on that line … maybe along the line of your backbone … That will be a start. Even something as simple as that, allows us to make great discoveries.

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

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Image: “Colorado Pines,” by Alice B. Clagett, 2 July 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Colorado Pines,” by Alice B. Clagett, 2 July 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0 

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I Am of the Stars
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Sacred Marriage . by Alice B. Clagett

Revised; originally published on 1 March 2015 

Dear Ones,

Some feel that the purpose of marriage is to secure wealth, status, sexual expression, the romantic love of a Twin Flame. Or to secure children to care for oneself in one’s old age. Children to, in a sense, perpetuate one’s own egoic expression in this timeline …

There are so many games that the world plays! Some express themselves in marriage through one-upmanship. Who cheated on who the most. Whom to hate, whom to fear, whom to be jealous of, whom to gossip about, whom to belittle, whom to brag about, and so on.

I have always held that the purpose of marriage is to bring a man and woman closer to God, through selfless service to each other. By seeing in each other’s eyes God’s grace and love in human form. I have always loved the Sikh wedding song Lavan, which beautifully expresses this notion …

Article: “Anand Karaj: Wedding Ceremony,” http://fateh.sikhnet.com/sikhnet/sikhism.nsf/d9c75ce4db27be328725639a0063aecc/8df731d6d87fe832872565b7007b3386/$FILE/Anand%20Karaj.pdf … and surf down to “Lavan”

It is this notion that takes us through the bitterness of children leaving home, of divorce, of the death of a beloved spouse. Of all the suffering that life on Earth is heir to.

For the Beloved is seen in the eyes of the beloved spouse only for that precious moment, and then we must find our Beloved in other eyes. With our own newly opened eyes. In the sigh of the breeze. In the warmth of the sunlight. In the gentle patter of rain.

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

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Lost in the Woods . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 28 August 2013; published on 30 August 2013; revised
Location: By the Animas River, in Farmington, New Mexico

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • Hansel and Gretel: The Children Who Were Lost in the Woods
    • The Story of Hansel and Gretel Applied to Our Concerns About Ascension
    • What Would You Do If Your Plane Crashed in the Desert? … Leadership in a Crisis as a Community Effort
  • COMMENTS BY ALICE
    • On Our Turning to Divine Love
    • On Letting Go of the ‘Clinging’ Mind
    • PS: The Story of Hansel and Gretel
  • THE STORY OF HANSEL AND GRETEL
  • MORE INFORMATION

Dear Ones,

This video is about the value of community and friendship in times of chaos. There is an edited Summary below the video and beneath that are my Comments (which are not in the video) …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Hello, Dear Ones, This is Alice

Hansel and Gretel: The Children Who Were Lost in the Woods

This is about being lost in the woods. And I was just remembering it was a children’s story my mom used to read to us when we were little, It was pretty gruesome; it was pretty mind-boggling. And there were pictures!

And so, it was about two little children, a brother and a sister. For some reason, their stepmother did not want them, and they were a woodcutter’s children, so they lived out in the forest.

The stepmother tried to get rid of them. They lived in the forest, right? So they had little pebbles. And the little girl, especially, knew, so she took these little pebbles and used them, one by one, dropping them to mark the trail.

So then the stepmother said: You stay here tonight! … thinking that some wicked, wild animal would come and eat them, right? So already, I was on edge. There was no sleeping at that moment, in case that was a bedtime story. [laughs] …

So, anyway, the little girl had it right. So she and her brother found their way back home after the wicked stepmother left, right? … by following these little pebbles. So then, the next time the stepmother knew to check their pockets for pebbles. But she gave them each a little crust of bread to take with them. And she led them back out into the forest.

The little girl left little crumbs all along the path. But the birds came and ate them. And as I recall, the upshoot of the story was, that the two of them just hugged each other through the night, and then slowly, they both died.

Some children’s story, huh? I bet you would not find it on the market today! [laughs] … So but anyway, it was another one of those stories where I would go: But, are you sure they were dead?  [laughs]

The Story of Hansel and Gretel Applied to Our Concerns About Ascension 

Right now, this time when everybody is ascending, and the path before us is not a path that we have taken before, I am reminded of that story in my childhood, and how frightened I was of the idea of being off on my own, in an unknown place, needing to take care of my little brother, and not knowing the way back. And the possible outcome, which was dramatic.

I think there are a lot of people that are feeling like that right now. They are not sure what the path should be, or what the way should be. It seems unsafe, The way seems perilous, and the possibility of death seems really close.

They are not sure how to prepare, because this is all new. This is the place where we’ve never been. Or, if we have been there, we don’t remember it.

What Would You Do If Your Plane Crashed in the Desert? … Leadership in a Crisis as a Community Effect 

I was also reminded of a course I took at UCLA (University of California, Los Angeles) years ago, that had to do with survival. There were four or five of us in a work group. They set us all down at a table, and told us to pretend that our plane had gone down in the desert. The question posed to us was: What should we do to survive.

We all had ideas … tons of ideas about it. My idea was that I should be in charge, and I should lead them to safety … which makes sense, since I’m an oldest child. [laughs]

When we got finished with the exercise, and had done all the things that we were asked to do, the teacher came round with the answers about what would have been the right thing to do to survive. As it turned out, the thing that was most important was something that was recommended by a person whose opinion I, as the leader, had disregarded.

That taught me that everybody’s ideas, in a situation like that, are very important. It is very important to consider all the possibilities, and not to let the ego take charge. But rather, to bring everybody together into the situation, to help solve that problem.

So for what it is worth, if you feel lost and alone, and you are not sure what to do right now, go and find some other people that are in the same boat, and feel the same way, and see if, together, a number of solutions can be thought of. If one doesn’t work, then maybe the next one will. Cooperation, unity, harmony, and so forth … those things will benefit us better than that ‘take charge’ attitude.

And forget about the bread crumbs; it doesn’t work! See you later. [waves good-bye]

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COMMENTS BY ALICE

On Our Turning to Divine Love 

The great turning to the Divine Light of love in all we meet will see humanity through the ascension process.  My sense of this ‘turning to’ is more like a meeting of hearts … rather than a ‘clinging’ of minds, which is one of the things uniquely happening in this time of transition.

On Letting Go of the ‘Clinging’ Mind 

This ‘clinging’ of minds is only a distorted precursor of the New Reality … in the same way that the mental mind is only a distortion of the heart’s reality. Not to say that there is no hope for the mind. As we all transform, our minds will also transform — into the new Cosmic Mind.

A great day is coming for mankind! So … the letting go of mental mind clinging. The coming together of hearts in Divine love. The transformation of the mental mind to the Cosmic Mind. And the co-creation of New Earth. What an exciting time to be alive!

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

P.S. It looks like the story I heard in my childhood had a happier ending than I remembered:

THE STORY OF HANSEL AND GRETEL

“Hard by a great forest dwelt a poor wood-cutter with his wife and his two children. The boy was called Hansel and the girl Gretel. He had little to bite and to break, and once when great dearth fell on the land, he could no longer procure even daily bread. Now when he thought over this by night in his bed, and tossed about in his anxiety, he groaned and said to his wife: ‘What is to become of us? How are we to feed our poor children, when we no longer have anything even for ourselves?’ ‘I’ll tell you what, husband,’ answered the woman, ‘early tomorrow morning we will take the children out into the forest to where it is the thickest; there we will light a fire for them, and give each of them one more piece of bread, and then we will go to our work and leave them alone. They will not find the way home again, and we shall be rid of them.’ ‘No, wife,’ said the man, ‘I will not do that; how can I bear to leave my children alone in the forest?—the wild animals would soon come and tear them to pieces.’ ‘O, you fool!’ said she, ‘then we must all four die of hunger, you may as well plane the planks for our coffins,’ and she left him no peace until he consented. ‘But I feel very sorry for the poor children, all the same,’ said the man.

“The two children had also not been able to sleep for hunger, and had heard what their stepmother had said to their father. Gretel wept bitter tears, and said to Hansel: ‘Now all is over with us.’ ‘Be quiet, Gretel,’ said Hansel, ‘do not distress yourself, I will soon find a way to help us.’ And when the old folks had fallen asleep, he got up, put on his little coat, opened the door below, and crept outside. The moon shone brightly, and the white pebbles which lay in front of the house glittered like real silver pennies. Hansel stooped and stuffed the little pocket of his coat with as many as he could get in. Then he went back and said to Gretel: ‘Be comforted, dear little sister, and sleep in peace, God will not forsake us,’ and he lay down again in his bed. When day dawned, but before the sun had risen, the woman came and awoke the two children, saying: ‘Get up, you sluggards! we are going into the forest to fetch wood.’ She gave each a little piece of bread, and said: ‘There is something for your dinner, but do not eat it up before then, for you will get nothing else.’ Gretel took the bread under her apron, as Hansel had the pebbles in his pocket. Then they all set out together on the way to the forest. When they had walked a short time, Hansel stood still and peeped back at the house, and did so again and again. His father said: ‘Hansel, what are you looking at there and staying behind for? Pay attention, and do not forget how to use your legs.’ ‘Ah, father,’ said Hansel, ‘I am looking at my little white cat, which is sitting up on the roof, and wants to say goodbye to me.’ The wife said: ‘Fool, that is not your little cat, that is the morning sun which is shining on the chimneys.’ Hansel, however, had not been looking back at the cat, but had been constantly throwing one of the white pebble-stones out of his pocket on the road.

“When they had reached the middle of the forest, the father said: ‘Now, children, pile up some wood, and I will light a fire that you may not be cold.’ Hansel and Gretel gathered brushwood together, as high as a little hill. The brushwood was lighted, and when the flames were burning very high, the woman said: ‘Now, children, lay yourselves down by the fire and rest, we will go into the forest and cut some wood. When we have done, we will come back and fetch you away.’

“Hansel and Gretel sat by the fire, and when noon came, each ate a little piece of bread, and as they heard the strokes of the wood-axe they believed that their father was near. It was not the axe, however, but a branch which he had fastened to a withered tree which the wind was blowing backwards and forwards. And as they had been sitting such a long time, their eyes closed with fatigue, and they fell fast asleep….”

Image: Hansel and Gretel sleeping in the woods poster … http://rlv.zcache.com/hansel_and_gretel_sleeping_in_the_woods_postcard-raa51bd1e6fdf4e07957721c886074471_vgbaq_8byvr_324.jpg ..

“When at last they awoke, it was already dark night. Gretel began to cry and said: ‘How are we to get out of the forest now?’ But Hansel comforted her and said: ‘Just wait a little, until the moon has risen, and then we will soon find the way.’ And when the full moon had risen, Hansel took his little sister by the hand, and followed the pebbles which shone like newly-coined silver pieces, and showed them the way.

“They walked the whole night long, and by break of day came once more to their father’s house. They knocked at the door, and when the woman opened it and saw that it was Hansel and Gretel, she said: ‘You naughty children, why have you slept so long in the forest?—we thought you were never coming back at all!’ The father, however, rejoiced, for it had cut him to the heart to leave them behind alone.

“Not long afterwards, there was once more great dearth throughout the land, and the children heard their mother saying at night to their father: ‘Everything is eaten again, we have one half loaf left, and that is the end. The children must go, we will take them farther into the wood, so that they will not find their way out again; there is no other means of saving ourselves!’ The man’s heart was heavy, and he thought: ‘It would be better for you to share the last mouthful with your children.’ The woman, however, would listen to nothing that he had to say, but scolded and reproached him. He who says A must say B, likewise, and as he had yielded the first time, he had to do so a second time also.

“The children, however, were still awake and had heard the conversation. When the old folks were asleep, Hansel again got up, and wanted to go out and pick up pebbles as he had done before, but the woman had locked the door, and Hansel could not get out. Nevertheless he comforted his little sister, and said: ‘Do not cry, Gretel, go to sleep quietly, the good God will help us.’

“Early in the morning came the woman, and took the children out of their beds. Their piece of bread was given to them, but it was still smaller than the time before. On the way into the forest Hansel crumbled his in his pocket, and often stood still and threw a morsel on the ground. ‘Hansel, why do you stop and look round?’ said the father, ‘go on.’ ‘I am looking back at my little pigeon which is sitting on the roof, and wants to say goodbye to me,’ answered Hansel. ‘Fool!’ said the woman, ‘that is not your little pigeon, that is the morning sun that is shining on the chimney.’ Hansel, however little by little, threw all the crumbs on the path.

“The woman led the children still deeper into the forest, where they had never in their lives been before. Then a great fire was again made, and the mother said: ‘Just sit there, you children, and when you are tired you may sleep a little; we are going into the forest to cut wood, and in the evening when we are done, we will come and fetch you away.’ When it was noon, Gretel shared her piece of bread with Hansel, who had scattered his by the way. Then they fell asleep and evening passed, but no one came to the poor children. They did not awake until it was dark night, and Hansel comforted his little sister and said: ‘Just wait, Gretel, until the moon rises, and then we shall see the crumbs of bread which I have strewn about, they will show us our way home again.’ When the moon came they set out, but they found no crumbs, for the many thousands of birds which fly about in the woods and fields had picked them all up. Hansel said to Gretel: ‘We shall soon find the way,’ but they did not find it. They walked the whole night and all the next day too from morning till evening, but they did not get out of the forest, and were very hungry, for they had nothing to eat but two or three berries, which grew on the ground. And as they were so weary that their legs would carry them no longer, they lay down beneath a tree and fell asleep.

“It was now three mornings since they had left their father’s house. They began to walk again, but they always came deeper into the forest, and if help did not come soon, they must die of hunger and weariness. When it was mid-day, they saw a beautiful snow-white bird sitting on a bough, which sang so delightfully that they stood still and listened to it. And when its song was over, it spread its wings and flew away before them, and they followed it until they reached a little house, on the roof of which it alighted; and when they approached the little house they saw that it was built of bread and covered with cakes, but that the windows were of clear sugar. ‘We will set to work on that,’ said Hansel, ‘and have a good meal. I will eat a bit of the roof, and you Gretel, can eat some of the window, it will taste sweet.’ Hansel reached up above, and broke off a little of the roof to try how it tasted, and Gretel leant against the window and nibbled at the panes. Then a soft voice cried from the parlour:

‘Nibble, nibble, gnaw,
who is nibbling at my little house?’

“The children answered:

‘The wind, the wind,
The heaven-born wind,’

“and went on eating without disturbing themselves. Hansel, who liked the taste of the roof, tore down a great piece of it, and Gretel pushed out the whole of one round window-pane, sat down, and enjoyed herself with it. Suddenly the door opened, and a woman as old as the hills, who supported herself on crutches, came creeping out. Hansel and Gretel were so terribly frightened that they let fall what they had in their hands. The old woman, however, nodded her head, and said: ‘Oh, you dear children, who has brought you here? do come in, and stay with me. No harm shall happen to you.’ She took them both by the hand, and led them into her little house. Then good food was set before them, milk and pancakes, with sugar, apples, and nuts. Afterwards two pretty little beds were covered with clean white linen, and Hansel and Gretel lay down in them, and thought they were in heaven.

“The old woman had only pretended to be so kind; she was in reality a wicked witch, who lay in wait for children, and had only built the little house of bread in order to entice them there. When a child fell into her power, she killed it, cooked and ate it, and that was a feast day with her. Witches have red eyes, and cannot see far, but they have a keen scent like the beasts, and are aware when human beings draw near. When Hansel and Gretel came into her neighbourhood, she laughed with malice, and said mockingly: ‘I have them, they shall not escape me again!’ Early in the morning before the children were awake, she was already up, and when she saw both of them sleeping and looking so pretty, with their plump and rosy cheeks she muttered to herself: ‘That will be a dainty mouthful!’ Then she seized Hansel with her shrivelled hand, carried him into a little stable, and locked him in behind a grated door. Scream as he might, it would not help him. Then she went to Gretel, shook her till she awoke, and cried: ‘Get up, lazy thing, fetch some water, and cook something good for your brother, he is in the stable outside, and is to be made fat. When he is fat, I will eat him.’ Gretel began to weep bitterly, but it was all in vain, for she was forced to do what the wicked witch commanded.

“And now the best food was cooked for poor Hansel, but Gretel got nothing but crab-shells. Every morning the woman crept to the little stable, and cried: ‘Hansel, stretch out your finger that I may feel if you will soon be fat.’ Hansel, however, stretched out a little bone to her, and the old woman, who had dim eyes, could not see it, and thought it was Hansel’s finger, and was astonished that there was no way of fattening him. When four weeks had gone by, and Hansel still remained thin, she was seized with impatience and would not wait any longer. ‘Now, then, Gretel,’ she cried to the girl, ‘stir yourself, and bring some water. Let Hansel be fat or lean, tomorrow I will kill him, and cook him.’ Ah, how the poor little sister did lament when she had to fetch the water, and how her tears did flow down her cheeks! ‘Dear God, do help us,’ she cried. ‘If the wild beasts in the forest had but devoured us, we should at any rate have died together.’ ‘Just keep your noise to yourself,’ said the old woman, ‘it won’t help you at all.’

“Early in the morning, Gretel had to go out and hang up the cauldron with the water, and light the fire. ‘We will bake first,’ said the old woman, ‘I have already heated the oven, and kneaded the dough.’ She pushed poor Gretel out to the oven, from which flames of fire were already darting. ‘Creep in,’ said the witch, ‘and see if it is properly heated, so that we can put the bread in.’ And once Gretel was inside, she intended to shut the oven and let her bake in it, and then she would eat her, too. But Gretel saw what she had in mind, and said: ‘I do not know how I am to do it; how do I get in?’ ‘Silly goose,’ said the old woman. ‘The door is big enough; just look, I can get in myself!’ and she crept up and thrust her head into the oven. Then Gretel gave her a push that drove her far into it, and shut the iron door, and fastened the bolt. Oh! then she began to howl quite horribly, but Gretel ran away and the godless witch was miserably burnt to death.

“Gretel, however, ran like lightning to Hansel, opened his little stable, and cried: ‘Hansel, we are saved! The old witch is dead!’ Then Hansel sprang like a bird from its cage when the door is opened. How they did rejoice and embrace each other, and dance about and kiss each other! And as they had no longer any need to fear her, they went into the witch’s house, and in every corner there stood chests full of pearls and jewels. ‘These are far better than pebbles!’ said Hansel, and thrust into his pockets whatever could be got in, and Gretel said: ‘I, too, will take something home with me,’ and filled her pinafore full. ‘But now we must be off,’ said Hansel, ‘that we may get out of the witch’s forest.’

“When they had walked for two hours, they came to a great stretch of water. ‘We cannot cross,’ said Hansel, ‘I see no foot-plank, and no bridge.’ ‘And there is also no ferry,’ answered Gretel, ‘but a white duck is swimming there: if I ask her, she will help us over.’ Then she cried:

‘Little duck, little duck, dost thou see,
Hansel and Gretel are waiting for thee?
There’s never a plank, or bridge in sight,
Take us across on thy back so white.’

“The duck came to them, and Hansel seated himself on its back, and told his sister to sit by him. ‘No,’ replied Gretel, ‘that will be too heavy for the little duck; she shall take us across, one after the other.’ The good little duck did so, and when they were once safely across and had walked for a short time, the forest seemed to be more and more familiar to them, and at length they saw from afar their father’s house. Then they began to run, rushed into the parlour, and threw themselves round their father’s neck. The man had not known one happy hour since he had left the children in the forest; the woman, however, was dead. Gretel emptied her pinafore until pearls and precious stones ran about the room, and Hansel threw one handful after another out of his pocket to add to them. Then all anxiety was at an end, and they lived together in perfect happiness. My tale is done, there runs a mouse; whosoever catches it, may make himself a big fur cap out of it.”

–from Link: “Grimms’ Fairy Tales,” by Jacob Grimm and Wilhelm Grimm. (2008). Urbana, Illinois: Project Gutenberg. Retrieved 30 August 2013, from http://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/2591 ..

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Link: “Lost: A Native American Poem,” by Pathwriter … https://pathwriter.wordpress.com/2012/03/04/lost-native-american/ ..

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The Overflowing Beaker . Shelter in Times of Chaos . by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 30 August 2013; revised

  • ANCHORING LIGHT BY OFFERING TO HEAL THE WORLD
  • KEEPING YOUR HOME SAFE
    • “Overflowing Beaker Meditation,” by Alice B. Clagett

Dear Ones,

ANCHORING LIGHT BY OFFERING TO HEAL THE WORLD

I had a healing from Lightworker Jeffrey Allen … www.iamjeffreyallen.com … recently. He mentioned something I sort of knew, but he said it in such a way that it really sparked my interest. It was about Light work and healing work in the world today.

Jeffrey Allen said that the best way to heal and anchor Light is to fill our own personal vessels with Divine Light, so much so that the overflow of Light from our personal vessel is what we offer as healing for the world. I visualize it like this …

Image: Beaker full of green liquid and with white smoke piling out of the top and down onto a table: https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/08/5e2be-smokinggreenbeaker.png ..

Here are your friends!

Image: Three differently sized beakers with different colored fluids in them, steaming over with dry ice mist … https://www.familiesmagazine.com.au/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/Depositphotos_39562217_original.jpg ..

KEEPING YOUR HOME SAFE

Lots of folks feel unsafe during times of chaos such as that we’re now experiencing. Shelter, like good food and good medical care, is a primary concern. So I thought of a way to make my home feel safe and full of Divine love. It’s a visualization … a variation on the Overflowing Beaker theme:

“The Overflowing Beaker Meditation”
by Alice B. Clagett
30 August 2013

Imagine that your home is a bowl of Divine love, overflowing with abundance. The love bubbles up over the roof of your home, out over the homes in your neighborhood, greeting each passer-by with a blessing of Light …

Collage: “Overflowing Beaker Meditation: Imagine that your home is on the bottom of the bowl,” adaptation and compilation by Alice B. Clagett, 30 August 2013, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDITS: Photo of a bowl of dry ice, with mist on top, adapted from a photo by Kim H. Usuke, Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Dry_ice_in_water.JPG … CC BY 3.0 Unported. There is a little house icon at the bottom of the bowl, from the Open Clip Art Library, author barretr, public domain.

Collage: “Overflowing Beaker Meditation,” adaptation and compilation by Alice B. Clagett, 30 August 2013, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDITS: Photo of a bowl of dry ice, with mist on top, adapted from a photo by Kim H. Usuke, Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Dry_ice_in_water.JPG … CC BY 3.0 Unported. There is a little house icon at the bottom of the bowl, from the Open Clip Art Library, author barretr, public domain.

Have a blessed and sacred day! May Divine Love and Abundance manifest in your life Now!

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
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In the Love of God . by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 2 August 2013; revised

  • “In the Love of God,” a Song by Alice B. Clagett, Soundtrack and Words

Dear Ones,

This little song is a gift for you …

“In the Love of God”
A Song by Alice B. Clagett
Soundtrack and Words
2 August 2013

 

Sleep, sleep, sleep in the love of God
Live, live, live in the love of God
Dream, dream, dream in the love of God
Laugh, laugh, laugh in the love of God
Be, be, be in the love of God
Love, love love in the love of God

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You can make up your own words if you like!

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
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The Sleeping Mind: Good and Bad Thoughts . by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 23 May 2013; revised

  • ON GOOD AND BAD THOUGHTS
    • Aversion: Fear, Anger, Hatred
    • Attachment: Desire, Conditional Love
  • UNCONDITIONAL LOVE
  • OUR SOUL’S FEELING ABOUT OUR THOUGHTS
  • OTHER PEOPLE’S THOUGHTS
  • UNCONSCIOUS THOUGHTS
  • GIFTS FROM THE DIVINE
  • MORE ON UNCONSCIOUS THOUGHT

Dear Ones,

ON GOOD AND BAD THOUGHTS

What It Is about the Unconscious … The Divine is all around us … teaching us, guiding us … through our sensory impressions. And … who knows why? … These sensory impressions we judge to be good or bad. The thought of ‘goodness’ or ‘badness’ is attached to an emotion. The emotion is ‘not love’ in some form.

Aversion: Fear, Anger, Hatred

If we judge the thought bad, we may feel aversion. An emotion of fear, anger, hatred.

Attachment: Desire, Conditional Love

If we feel it good, we may feel desire, or conditional love.

UNCONDITIONAL LOVE

The emotion we feel is a barrier to the Divine, because the Divine is Love. Even conditional love … love of a person, of our family, of our religion or country … is a barrier to the Divine, because the Divine is pure, unconditional love.

OUR SOUL’S FEELING ABOUT OUR THOUGHTS

Our Soul is a reflection of Divine love. It’s like a sparkle of Divine sunlight caught in a dewdrop on a flower. The nature of our Soul is to reflect Divine love. So the thought that a gift from the Divine, in the form of a sensory impression, is bad, or ‘not love’ is repelled by our Soul. It’s our thought; it has nowhere to go. So it sticks around in our aura.

OTHER PEOPLE’S THOUGHTS

Or, it might be someone else’s thought, that flew through the ethers to us. (1) A thought that we find foreign and false, hurtful or controlling. A thought we don’t like. Or, a thought we like so much we just can’t let it go, even though we know it to be, from a Divine perspective, false.

UNCONSCIOUS THOUGHTS

Image: Iceberg, showing submerged portion … http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2015/04/16/16/27A3067F00000578-3041982-image-a-4_1429199464007.jpg ..

So, starting shortly after birth, we have quite a crowd of unconscious thoughts … our thoughts or other people’s thoughts … circling round our body, or a body part, waiting for a chance to reunite with Love. Plaguing us at inopportune times.

GIFTS FROM THE DIVINE

Or maybe not so inopportune? In fact, maybe it pops up at just the right moment? The moment when our wide-awake heart can welcome it in as the gift that it is. Allow it to dissolve in Love.

Image: Man with great white light emanating from his colon: Unconscious mind …  http://www.internet-of-the-mind.com/images/the-unconscious-mind-21365743.jpg ..

Why not look at what comes up all day long? At any moment, what’s right in front of me, distasteful as it may appear to be, might actually be the thing the Divine would like me to take a good look at and welcome into my heart with Love. And so, little by little, the cloak of unconsciousness that judgment has drawn round me — the cloak that hides the Divine from me … for, cloak or no cloak, I am never hid from the Divine! This cloak will fall away.

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

MORE ON UNCONSCIOUS THOUGHT

To me, unconscious thought really feels like the grey layer around the body in this picture …

Image: Subtle picture of ego: https://pbs.twimg.com/media/DY5P2LYXkAARiuv.jpgCOMMENT: This image illustrates how ego prevents the descent of grace. 

I can actually feel it shmoping around just outside me, interfering with the incoming lessons of Light. However, it’s also inside my body, interfering with my body chemistry, most probably causing aging. When it’s released to Love, it sometimes feels like seltzer bubbles rising up in the body. Or it may express itself as rearrangement of areas of my etheric body.

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FOOTNOTE

(1) I am reminded of a poem I once wrote …

“Other People’s Thoughts”
by Alice B. Clagett
4 January 2012

I used to think that other people’s thoughts–
dark thoughts, or sad, thoughts laden with desire,
gyres of the world as it used to be–
had power over me.

But now I think they’re like air, like wind,
which, when it grows too strong, what do I do?
Seek shelter in a quiet place.

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