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1865 Letter to Violet from Her Betrothed. along with story by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 29 July 2021; published on 30 July 2021

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • Alice’s Story of Discovering the Letter
    • Letter to Violet from Her Betrothed

Dear Ones,

Here is a video about my discovery many long years ago of a love letter written just after the Civil War. At the end of the video, after describing the scene where I made the discovery I read the letter. There is a Summary after the video.

Times then were like times now … full of chaos and change, through which we may win our way through faith in the future….

VIDEO BY ALICE

https://youtu.be/tEZKsbgcIaw ccc

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Alice’s Story of Discovering the Letter

Once upon a time there was a great house in the country. The house was separated from the public road by a narrow stretch of woods sheltering a stream. The dirt road that led from the public road to the house skimmed along the near side of the woods for some distance, as if it were reluctant to offer the public a view; plunged into the woods, and ascended a gentle slope. Te slope, at the top of which the house stood, bore several minor structures: at the bottom, a corn crib; farther up, a tool shed; a barn all of worn wood with broken doors/ at the top and to the side of the house a building recently used as servants’ quarters, formerly a doctor’s office.

The house itself was surrounded by aged maples, elms and oaks. The dirt road ended at the rear of the house, and the lawn in front was overgrown with weeds that left burrs and beggars’ lice on trespassers. The bushes along the sides of the lawn were scarcely recognizable, without their leaves, as cultivated plants gone to wild.

The front door of the house, a massive wood-panelled structure cast to shade by the porch roof, was locked. To the left of the main door was a two-story wing of the house, with a smaller porch and door, unlocked.

Inside this door was a room that [had] served as a kitchen. There was a large fireplace with a tiled heart. Empty shelves lined the walls. A very old refrigerator held a half gallon preserve [jar] half full of large, tough string beans. They were pickled. They smelled foul.

A narrow stairway to the rear of the kitchen led to the servants’ sleeping quarters … two small, low-ceilinged rooms. Rubbish of all sorts covered the floor: Broken chairs and bedsprings, magazines, liquor and soda bottles, old clothing, a child’s doll. The planking and rafters of the roof formed the ceilings of the rooms.

In the left room the brick stack of the kitchen chimney protruded from the wall. The view from the windows gave on the maples in front and the wall of the main house to rear.

A door in the kitchen gave on a large, high-ceilinged room in the main house. Heavy, carved wood molding framed the doorways and the large, shuttered window.

Some of the floor planking had been removed, so that one picked one’s way carefully between black holes of undetermined depth into the room directly opposite. This was an enlarged hallway giving on the main door and sheltering a wide, banistered staircase. Under the staircase was a small closet with a wooden nail across, [and] an old grey coat on a rusty coat hanger.

Planks had been removed from the staircase at random, making it necessary to climb on the skeletal form of the stairs. The second-story landing was dimly lit by another large, shuttered window to the right. Between the window glass and the shutter nestled a family of large, grey bats. There were about twenty, the largest about eight inches long, the smallest babies, three inches long, nestled close to their upside-down mothers. Most were sleeping quietly. A few punctuated their search for lice in their fur with the characteristic, high-pitched squeak. Their wings were translucent grey in the light that filtered through the shutters. At close range, the delicate webbing of veins in the wings was visible.

The two rooms on the second floor, opposite and to the left of the stairway, had no planking on the floor. The floor rafters stood bare over the wood lathe supporting the plaster ceiling of the parlor and hall below.

The third floor, with identical but slightly lower-ceilinged rooms, had almost intact floors. In the room opposite the stairwell, old clothes cluttered the floor. The remains of a bureau stood in one corner. The shutters from one of the two windows had come undone, and the room was well lit.

The clothes in the room were of the last century; there were many faded dresses with floor-length skirts … voluminous folds of material. There was one pair of men’s trousers with black-and-white, striped suspenders. There were rolls of yellowing fancy lace two inches wide, in tended for embroidery of home-sewn dresses.

In the room to the left of the stairs, piles of rubbish were scattered about. The only light came from a small window giving onto the roof of the servants’ quarters. A trap door in the ceiling gave on a completely dark crawl space smelling of cedar. Groping revealed a few rough planks of lumber.

The trash on the floor of the bedroom was different from that in the servants’ quarters. The bottles here were hand-blown glass … Clear glass medicine bottles labeled ‘KELLUM’S sure cure for Indigestion & Dyspepsia’ … Faint blue bottles: ‘JOHN C. BAKER & Co. CITRATE OF MAGNESIA’; ‘HOOD’S SARSAPARILLA’ … Small, clear-glass bottles with grown glass stoppers … Dark green bottles without labels had tiny bubbles fused in the glass that sparkled before the light.\

No clothing in this room. Wooden and cardboard boxes filled with books published in the 18th [19th?] Century. A curious stack of almanacs printed on yellow paper like newspaper. Fashion magazines of the same kind of paper with [sketches] of women in dresses that humped and flared; high hairdos; large, ornate hats.

Scattered about the floor were pages of stationery covered with carefully graceful handwriting. Among the letters was an envelope containing a stiff yellow postcard with a photograph of a man and woman on the front …

Picture of a couple in old-fashioned clothes. The picture is on the front of a postcard. On the back of the postcard was the caption “Hilton & Mitchel Studios, So Carolina Ave, Broadway, Atlantic City, N.J.”

Picture of a couple in old-fashioned clothes. The picture is on the front of a postcard. On the back of the postcard was the caption “Hilton & Mitchel Studios, So Carolina Ave, Broadway, Atlantic City, N.J.”

The woman dressed like the women in the magazines, was seated. The man stood beside here with one elbow on the chair shoulder, foot propped on a stool, so that his bent knee, on which the other hand rested, was raised to a level midway between the woman’s hands, folded in her lap, and her bodice. The man’s hair was clipped short and slicked down. The man’s mouth wavered between a smile and indifference. The woman was smiling, with her head tilted slightly to one side. The angle was accentuated by her broad-brimmed hat, whose white feathers curved into the margin of the picture.

On the back of the postcard was the caption “Hilton & Mitchel Studios, So Carolina Ave, Broadway, Atlantic City, N.J.”

Here is the letter I found on the bedroom floor. I have left the spelling and punctuation as in the original, but I have changed the names of the two people in the letter to protect their identity …

Letter to Violet from Her Betrothed

Greensboro NC
April 29th 1865

My dear Violet

The long agony is over and the Confederacy is a failure. I am here with Johnston’s Army to be paroled, and expect to leave for Md on the 1st day of May – will travel on horse-back in company with a large number of ex-officers. our route will be through Richmond thence to Gordon’sville & on to the Potomac, will cross it opposite Poolesville in Montgomery County. If I meet with no unforeseen interruption, expect to reach home about the 20th. I will not now attempt a narrative of the painful & eventful scene of the closing days of our struggle. This will serve for many a long talk in “brighter & happier days”

Brad Johnston is here & may accompany me homeward, he has just informed me of a public meeting which was held in Cecil Co. Md to protest against & prevent the return of Marylanders who have taken part in the Rebellion. I hope the sentiments expressed by that meeting have but few advocates in the old State – Now my dear Violet, do write me a long letter giving me all the news & informing me what I may expect from the people of the State or rather those, who I must meet. I am prepared to meet any difficulty in an effort to be with you again, only let me know that the effort meets your approbation. I will return to you with a heart unchanged & a love as ardent & sincere as when we met. Thank God the privation & exposure incident to the life I have led for the last four years, has made but little impression upon my health, time has dealt jently & kindly with me & indeed I am happy in the hope of soon being able to redeem the promise long ago made you. Confiding so entirely in your constancy & affection I am really sure that you will “gladly welcome my return” Th future is full of hope for me, happy indeed will I be, when I can devote my time in contributing to your pleasure and enjoyment, to make you happy will indeed b happiness for me. Now that the Union is restored you can have no hesitation or difficulty in writing to me, as soon as I see home, I will seek you – let me know where you will be. Can I be welcome at your home

Be sure to write me & enclose in envelope sent. I will expect you to do so, please dont’ disappoint me. Remember me to your mother, cousin & all friends.

Ever Yours
Affectionately __
C. A. Hastings

Perhaps I may not be able to leave here so soon as the 1st in that event I will not reach home as early as the 20th I will write you again from Richmond – Be sure to write me & put it in an envelope directed to me, then enclose it in the envelope I send you – by so doing no one will know that you have written me –

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

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‘Take Shelter’ . movie review by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 19 July 2021

Image: “Apokalipse,” by Albert Goodwin, 1903, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Apocalypse-Albert_Goodwin.jpg … public domain

Image: “Apokalipse,” by Albert Goodwin, 1903, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Apocalypse-Albert_Goodwin.jpg … public domain

Dear Ones,

I skimmed through the movie ‘Take Shelter’ the other day …

Link: “Take Shelter,” IMDb … https://www.imdb.com/title/tt1675192/ ..

I find the movie interesting because the recurring images experienced by the male protagonist seem like what I term ‘image words’ from the gut brain (the subconscious mind’s vocabulary). It is good how the ending shows that a family can stand together and shelter in faith in each other, and love of each other, even if the subconscious mind is creating what the Ascensioneers call ‘vivid waking dreams’, in the case of the movie, more like vivid waking nightmares.

The movie also shows how one person’s fearful ‘mental filter’ (that of the husband in the movie) can influence another person (in this case the wife) to take on the same ‘mental filter’.

As a phenomenon, the tendency of the human mind to broadcast mental filters can be either good or bad. The difference has to do with the tenor of the emotional portion of the images that are broadcast. Is the emotion negative or positive? That is the key to the effect that broadcasting of one’s own mental filters has on other people.

For instance, in the movie ‘Take Shelter’ one of the visually striking images that recur in the mind of the male protagonist is a ‘murmuration’ of birds, perhaps starlings or sparrows. This is an aerial phenomenon rather like the simultaneous turning and wheeling motion of schools of fish in the water …

Video: “School of Fish,” by Earth Rangers, 25 July 2012 … https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=su1en9Vxpog ..

In the movie ‘Take Shelter’, the male protagonist feels a recurring anxious feeling, a feeling of  foreboding. It is, I feel, because of the negative tenor of his emotion that he takes his recurring image of a murmuration of dark-colored birds to be an omen of impending apocalypse.

Yet many people see a murmuration of birds, and feel joy or wonderment when they see it. Such is the case with the young women in this video …

Video: “Murmuration (Official Video) by Sophie Windsor Clive & Liberty Smith,” by IslandsAndRivers 2 December 2011 … https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iRNqhi2ka9k ..

It is clear, then, that it is the feeling that accompanies visualization of an image that causes its perception as a good image or a bad image.

When a person has recurring images popping up from the subconscious mind, and when these images are accompanied by a strongly negative emotion … one that is hard to deal with without ‘acting out’ … then psychologists might term that condition Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (as with COVID stress). Or they might term it ‘generalized anxiety’; or if the emotions get out of hand, they might term it ‘panic attack’. There is also the psychological term ‘paranoid schizophrenia’, which I gather might be a label for recurring ‘panic attacks’ as in the movie.

Broadcasting of mental filters has a good effect in cases where a person’s mental filters allow him to send forth uplifting images from the subconscious mind. In these instances, families or groups such as social circles and church congregations can stand together with courage against adversity.

Broadcasting of mental filters has a bad effect in cases such as that in the movie, where the protagonist’s fearful mental images cause his wife to become fearful, and cause his Ohio small town community to turn against him and label him mentally imbalanced. Broadcasting of negatively aspected mental filters can, I feel, cause what is termed ‘folie à deux’, ‘folie à famille’, ‘folie à coterie’ (that is, a delusion shared by two people, by a family, or by a small group); or in the case of crowds of people, ‘mass hysteria’. The latter may take place across a town, or across a nation, or even … due to the near-instantaneous nature of global communication … worldwide, as is the case with COVID fears.

Please do not misunderstand: It is not that we ought not take proper precautions regarding COVID; it is just that negatively aspected images to do with COVID can cause inappropriate actions … or no action at all, when action is in fact needed so as to preserve life. For instance, it may well be that COVID vaccines are a ‘hard sell’ worldwide because people are experiencing ‘fawn’, ‘freeze’, or ‘flop’ types of threat responses after taking in too much in the way of online images that cause them to feel the emotion of fear regarding COVID.

In cases where a person is affected by other people’s broadcasting of negatively aspected mental filters (such as with the relentless COVID newscasts last year), the person must learn to view negatively aspected mental images with a neutral mind, as does the male protagonist in the movie ‘Take Shelter’. Through cutting down on visual intake of negative images … for instance, by limiting one’s viewing of negative images online … anxiety about the future can be dealt with nonreactively. Or one may simply stand strong and still, while the image is visualized, until the negative feeling ebbs away.

That means to me that the true ‘shelter’ for one’s mind is a strong, still, neutral stance of mind despite the ups and downs of daily life.

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

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Alice’s Perilous Tales: Demon-Powered Levitation of a Student? . by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 1 July 2021

Image: “On Reptilian Remains from the Trias of Elgin,” by G. Boulenger, 1904, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:On_Reptilian_Remains_from_the_Trias_of_Elgin_(1904)_(14742559206).jpg … CC0

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Dear Ones,

‘Heart Vampire’ is said to have caused the members of his group to levitate, and also to have levitated himself. According to the astral lore, he thinks of himself as a cannibalistic reptoid from someplace other than Earth. I am ‘right on’ reminded of this image of the demon Kau’T levitating a human woman. All the more reason, I feel, not to be conceited about levitating, should one be so unfortunate as to do so.

I saw an online image recently of a very gnarly-looking bipedal demon, with a snarl on its face, standing facing forward. In front of the demon was a beautiful woman, in a sort of a trance. The demon had sunk the claws of its left hand into the left shoulder of the woman, and had lifted her off the ground.

I have my own story to tell about the demon I saw in the image, as it seems to me this demon might be kin to one that swooped in and overlit “Heart Vampire,” who was the national leader of a meditation group I attended for a few years. The events I am about to describe happened in the year 2013 or so. I admit I have delayed in telling this tale, as my life in general is just not like this. I could barely believe what happened back then, and it seems to me but a dream today. Nevertheless, from time to time I remember; it could be the memory will dissipate in the telling of the events that transpired on that fateful weekend.

These events took place in a span of three days, over a weekend. I recall I went to a meditation led by that teacher on the East Coast in October 2013. Many dark and sinister psychic phenomena occurred within a few days of each other. There were omens and forebodings and very bad dreams. My psychic ears were ‘pricked up’ and I was on the lookout 24-7 for trouble on both the psychic plane and the physical plane.

I was staying at a staid motel on the East Coast, where I had stayed before. It was a colonial sort of place … genteel, laid-back, and just a little gone to seed, but well kept up for all that. There was a fringe of forest out back; a creek meandered through it. Not a lot of traffic on the country roads that intersected there; in short, it was a quiet and well-appointed retreat.

The first thing that happened was this: I saw in the hallway just beside the door to my room a young Chinese woman standing. That struck me as odd; thinking back, I could not remember one guest at that motel, in the last few years, who had been other than Causasian. This woman seemed to me like a University student; she had that well-bred, educated look. She was in her 20s, I guessed. Somehow, through some crook of the imagination, I sensed an aura of secrecy, something like secret agent, or CIA, or special operative. This hunch was mystifying, and it set me on edge. So when I left the room for the day’s adventures, I set a doorknob alarm on the inside knob of my motel room door.

That first day I visited a member of the meditation group at a home about an hour away. She was the woman I later nicknamed “Torturess,” a member from the Wild West portion of the group who had been visiting the East Coast for a month or so …

Link: “Compendium: Catastrophic Childhood Case Study: ‘Torturess’,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 4 March 2021; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-lR9 ..

Her husband was ‘Hunter-Snuffer’ …

Link: “Compendium: Catastrophic Childhood Case Study: ‘Hunter-Snuffer’,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 5 March 2021; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-lSo ..

At the time of my visit I had not an inkling of what was hidden within their subconscious minds; rather, what I felt was a vague uneasiness. Something was just not right, I felt. But what was that? What was going on?

‘Torturess’ was staying with an infant she said was her grandchild in a house on a quiet side street. The house had half a plywood sheet nailed over the entryway to the basement; she said her daughter and son-in-law were renovating that area.

The baby was asleep in a bassinet or crib in the living room. It was a chubby, pleasant-faced child; its face reminded me just a little of the Buddha, very serene. On the mantel over the fireplace across from the bassinet was a very evil looking Satan mask, maybe left over from Halloween. When I saw the mask, I felt a chill, and saw a vision of an invisible Satan’s mask drawn in ‘Dark Light’ upon the bedroom door of ‘Torturess’ at her house in the Wild West. I recalled that was a doorway I had never entered, and wondered what secrets were behind the door. And what secrets were in store for this infant that lay there so peacefully?

What with traffic and travelling a route unknown to me, whose roads were, to say the least, illogically laid out and poorly signed, I arrived late, and could visit for only an hour. We walked with the baby in a stroller a block or so, along the tree-lined, narrow street in front of the house. Then I left, hoping to get to the evening meditation on time.

The meditation that evening was being held at the house of the East Coast meditation leader, a woman I nicknamed “Three House Hostess.” I may have gotten some of the things described below mixed up with a prior meditation weekend at that house; at this distance in time it is hard to ascertain. At any rate, this is how I remember that night in October 2013 …

There were the usual East Coast meditators there, and also the woman I nicknamed ‘Alluring Calm’, who was my meditation leader from the West Coast, in addition to ‘Heart Vampire’ …

Link: “Compendium: Catastrophic Childhood Case Study: ‘Heart Vampire’,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 14 February 2021; revised… https://wp.me/p2Rkym-lzW ..

… and his wife ‘inanna’ (as I nicknamed her) from the Wild West …

Link: “Compendium: Catastrophic Childhood Case Study: ‘Inanna’,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 5 March 2021; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-lTa ..

Another of the East Coast meditation leaders … a very pretty woman I have not nicknamed … brought with her a man about her age, whom I had not seen before. I took him to be her boyfriend.

It was not possible to determine much about the people in the meditation group, as there was a rule of silence before and after the meditations. Aside from the teacher, no one could talk during the meditations unless they raised their hand and the meditation teacher nodded his head in their direction and assented. In almost every instance, input by students was short and sweet. Interspersed with the meditation were long talks by the teacher.

And so, I never got to know any of the people in the group in the usual, chit chat and small talk way. Other than that they were meditators, I knew nothing about them. I was left to surmise and psy to ‘fill in the gaps’, except a little bit with two of his students, a couple I nicknamed ‘Torturess’ and ‘Hunter-Snuffer’; those two invited me over in a polite, social way a few times. From their small talk then I got to know them a little; though small talk, I feel, is but the polite social veneer, not the ‘real McCoy’ of true friendship. Do you not feel that to be so? It was from that small talk that I began to become aware of deep and very unsettling undercurrents in the meditation group. I recall I could not put my finger on it; I began to get a very uneasy feeling. Something just did not fit right … something did not suit. It seemed things might be, in effect, just the opposite of what they appeared to be.

To get back to the October 2013 meditation: There was a man that ‘Heart Vampire’ introduced as his son at the meditation. This man looked a little like he felt out of place, as if he were not used to meditation. Nevertheless, he sat quietly throughout.

There were also several … maybe two … strange men dressed, I think, in suits. On the mighty slim evidence of the clothes they wore and their facial expressions, I took them to be IRS agents or secret service agents. That was just how the energy struck me that weekend … the energy seemed conspiratory. What with these strange, suited men and the young Chinese woman in my motel hallway, conspiracy theory seemed to be ‘in the air’.

I recall after the meditation that evening, as everyone exited to the back yard, one of the suited men hit on the prettiest young woman who had been at the meditation. Judging from the uneventful endings of other meditations I had attended, this seemed to me to be an outstanding faux pas. Such behavior had never occurred priorly. I recall she demurred. Nevertheless I was put in mind of those Agent 007 movies I had seen, and this increased the air of mystery. What was up? Had this been an attempt to pump the young woman for information?

The meditation was held in a basement room of the home of ‘Three House Hostess’. It was a smallish room, jam-packed with chairs. There was a place for the teacher to sit on one side of the room. Then there were three rows of chairs facing the teacher’s seat, and other chairs all around.

The teacher came down the stairs from the ground floor. It looked like he was somehow blinded, and feeling his way along the wall, till he got to his chair. Then he looked (although it seemed sightlessly … maybe with his astral vision) around the room. He said to one person or the other: Please move and sit over here or there. He told me to sit over toward a side wall, nearer to “Alluring Calm,” as I recall, and farther from him. That was par for the course, as I intuitively knew he did not like me; maybe that he was a little afraid of me; that he did not want me to be too close to him. He would nearly never call on me in class if I raised my hand. Nor would he approve the songs I composed, in most cases. Nor would he respond to an email, though once I got him on the phone for a moment.

That, I recall very vividly, was a time when I was about to board an airplane out of Los Angeles, heading for the Wild West, and about 20 howling demons seemed to be in hot pursuit of me. I called in the Los Angeles Airport to ask what to do about the demons. I was surprised to get him on the phone. I recall he was very relaxed about it; I forget what he replied.

I remember these pretty pesky demons followed me onto the plane. After the plane took off, there I was, trapped with them. They could get out of the plane, but seemed disinclined to do so. I had to say in my seat. I recall they diverted themselves by zooming through my torso and head. At length I devised my physical form was unharmed, and determined to ignore those antics. That proved quite the right strategy.

As I recall, that had been the only time I got that teacher on the phone. Then from what transpired in October 2013, I gathered that phone call had been misguided … the result of my misconception of who and what ‘Heart Vampire’ really was about in this world. Or so it seemed to me.

To get back to the October 2013 meditation, I am going to telescope the events that occurred during three days of meditation into one telling. As you may have guessed, this is because I am at such a distance from the event now … in July 2021 … that I cannot tell the first day’s meditation from the others. What follows, then are highlights from the meditations that took place that weekend.

You may recall there was a pretty woman who brought her boyfriend, a stranger, to the meditation. She had on, as I recall, a short skirt, and she looked quite attractive that night. ‘Heart Vampire’ bade her sit on the floor in front of him. He was sitting on a chair facing her, so it must have seemed to her, as she sat on the floor, that he was looming or towering over her. He bade her spread her legs wide, and sing a love song to him. That she did, in a beautiful voice of longing for her beloved.

To be frank, I felt this to be out of place in a meditation room. I felt it was ill-mannered, and surely a slight to her boyfriend. I felt it might have been a display of one-upmanship, perhaps born of masculine insecurity or pique on the part of the teacher, and a strident display of the mind control ability he seemed to be exerting on everyone in the room, with the exception of ‘Alluring Calm’ and me.

What made us different, I wondered? Why were we able to resist his overwhelming psychic powers? Was it faith that made us different? Was faith in God such a powerful weapon against the Dark? As time wore on, I began to feel this must be so.

During the meditation that evening an extraordinary event occurred. The long-time meditators were in a deep meditative state. As usual, I had my telepathic ‘ears’ pricked, and listening for whatever astral intel might occur. I heard ‘Heart Vampire’, on the telepathic plane, summon a swarm of demons. I heard his psychic rebuke, sharply uttered and aimed my way: For your arrogance!

Then, with a flash and a flurry, ‘Heart Vampire’ thrust no less than thirteen demons into my energy field. What a shock! Why would he do such a thing? I was no less stunned to see him waft three demons into the aura of ‘Alluring Calm’, my Los Angeles meditation teacher. Then into the energy field of a pretty blonde woman sitting just in front of him he sent the one remaining demon. There we were, we three women, beset by demons; and I by far not the least of the three accursed by the man I had thought to be our national meditation teacher. Go figure!

Worse was yet to come. With a flurry of their black wings, the thirteen bad luck demons within my energy field rose fluttered upward towards the ceiling of the room. To my great consternation, I felt my body become lighter, and begin to rise from the seat of the chair. I was beginning to levitate!

This would never do. With all the strength of my will power I said: I will go back down to Earth and stay there! This levitation thing is not for me! Slowly but surely I became heavier and heavier, till I was my usual weight. And that weight settled with accustomed firmness back onto my chair. What a relief!

For those of you upon whom may be visited this concern not to levitate, I later wrote this chant to increase the power of gravity in our energy fields. It works much better than what I originally came up with, and gives me a light and happy feeling when I chant it. The chant is: Mother Earth loves me …

Link: “Mother Earth Loves Me: A Chant to Enhance the Force of Gravity,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 16 February 2019; published on 3 March 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-bRh ..

After the meditation I returned to my motel room. When I got there, I noticed the doorknob alarm on my motel room door was broken, and got the feeling the room had been looked through. That set me on edge.

That night, I connected on the astral plane with a man who was a psychic working for the military, who was wearing an Army-Navy-issued headgear that piped in sounds of rape and murder at night; this induced a vision of six to eight military men in a clearing, wearing civilian clothes or maybe camouflage gear for hunting. They were sitting in a circle, taking turns torturing a young woman lying in the middle of the circle. In a further elaboration of this vision, they killed the woman. Then one of them went to a small outhouse nearby and shot her two young children huddled there.

As if that were not enough by way of nightmares, I then had another vision, of several people meeting … I could not tell who they were. These people were meeting to decide whether to assume a franchise on psilocybin, via a Mexican cartel. One man asked how risky it might be, and seemed reassured by the answer. Who were these people? Was not psilocybin a hallucinogenic drug? Could it be that I had been drugged during the day without my knowledge? Could that account for these awful nightmares?

That Saturday morning, I recall I woke up pretty rattled. I went over to the home of ‘Three House Hostess’, looking for ‘Heart Vampire’ … whom at that time I had inaccurately pegged to be a ‘good guy’. Little did I know.

‘Heart Vampire’ was not there, or was not available, but ‘Three House Hostess’ greeted me kindly. I explained I was feeling off balance. I recall she said: How can things have come to this? (or words to that effect). She gave me a picture of the Virgin Mary, and a rosary blessed by a saint, and a plastic statue of the Virgin Mary. These reassured me, and reminded me of my Christian faith, and helped me return to my normal state of mind.

Well to get on with it, the weekend meditation ended, and I made it safely out of there, and signed out of the motel, and drove back to the airport. And then on the return flight some more weird things happened … enough so to make me wonder why I even bother to travel by plane. I felt I must be getting jet lag, or altitude discombobulation … something like that. Why not take the train henceforth? I still feel this might be a nice way to travel.

I got on the plane, and was belted into my seat. As we became airborne, I began to have a conspiracy theory notion that the not-so-tall, redhaired man in the seat beside me and the taller man just across the aisle, and the perky stewardess walking down the aisle were hoping to mind control me and find out this or that. I had no idea what, as all this seemed pretty far-fetched. Well, I thought, a la Dale Carnegie …

Citation: “How to Stop Worrying and Start Living,” a book by Dale Carnegie, October 1998, Simon and Schuster.

What is the worst that can happen? Could be the stewardess’ drinking water might have a truth drug in it, but then I had brought along my own water to drink. So that was not a worry. Might be I would nap while in flight, and my brain might be picked by the redhaired man, but then, what secrets were in it, anyway, that were worth stealing? None that I could think of. Maybe the redhaired man could induce a psychic heart attack as I slept? That was a concern, but no prior such attempts undertaken on the astral plane had succeeded; likely they would not succeed that day as well. And with that, I settled in for a nap.

Why have I delayed so long in describing the events of that weekend? To be truthful, they just do not fit my world view. I guess when children are born to a Christian family, and raised up in a Christian faith, their outlook on life is basically optimistic. The emphasis of their lives is on God’s guidance of our lives, on Christ consciousness, on the loving heart of Mother Mary, and on the uplifting power of grace conveyed through the Holy Spirit, which is sometimes termed the Paraclete.

It seems to me that grief over a mother’s death can temporarily weaken our faith, leading to attempted inroads by those beings the Christian faith terms demons. When I saw the image of Kau’T (see above) yesterday, I all of a sudden realized that it represented very starkly the energy behind ‘Heart Vampire’, the man I had thought back then was a meditation teacher. I realized he must have been ‘overlit’ by a non-Christed star being, perhaps a Reptilian Star Being. Perhaps, I gleaned, ‘Heart Vampire’ was a ‘reptoid’, a reptilian-human hybrid. That might have accounted for his penchant for mind controlling his followers, for his gustatory leaning toward cannibalism, his daydreams of emasculating men, for the visions I had of demons during that time, and so on. In point of fact, I had been completely mistaken about him.

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

See also … Link: “Hobnobbing with Demons and Devils – Oh, My!” by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 23 October 2013; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7ix ..

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Compendium: “This Present Darkness” . comments by Alice B. Clagett *

Written and published on 4 April 2021
Location: San Fernando Valley, California

Composite Image: “A Flock of Demons in the Night Sky,” adapted by Alice B. Clagett, 5 April 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDITS: Adapted from “Starry Night Over the Rhone,” by Vincent van Gogh, September 1888, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Starry_Night_Over_the_Rhone.jpg … public domain … DESCRIPTION: A couple is walking by a river at night. On the other side of the river can bee seen streetlights, which cast yellow columns of reflected light on the water. The sky is dark. In the sky can be seen the glaring yellow eyes and white fangs of demons intent on who knows what mischief.

Composite Image: “A Flock of Demons in the Night Sky,” adapted by Alice B. Clagett, 5 April 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 …

CREDITS: Adapted from “Starry Night Over the Rhone,” by Vincent van Gogh, September 1888, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Starry_Night_Over_the_Rhone.jpg … public domain …

DESCRIPTION: A couple is walking by a river at night. On the other side of the river can bee seen streetlights, which cast yellow columns of reflected light on the water. The sky is dark. In the sky can be seen the glaring yellow eyes and white fangs of demons intent on who knows what mischief.

Dear Ones,

Here is the compendium of my comments on the book “This Present Darkness” by Frank Peretti, as it relates to my own psychic experiences of the last two decades …

Link: “‘We Wrestle Not Against Flesh and Blood’: Ephesians 6:11-17,” read by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 19 March 2021; published on 22 March 2021; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-m62 ..

Link: “‘This Present Darkness’ 1: Introduction to Discussions . comments by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 2 April 2021 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-m9p ..

Link: “‘This Present Darkness’ 2: Headquarters of the Fallen Angel of a City Fiefdom . comments by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 2 April 2021 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-m9v ..

Link: “‘This Present Darkness’ 3: Manner of Inducing Demonic Obsession . comments by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 2 April 2021 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-mae ..

Link: “‘This Present Darkness’ 4: Transfer of the Victim’s Awareness from the Physical Plane to the Astral Plane . comments by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 2 April 2021 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-mal ..

Link: “‘This Present Darkness’ 5: Transfer of the Victim’s Family Ties to the Vise Grip of a Demon Lover . comments by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 2 April 2021 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-mb6 ..

Link: “‘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 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-maB ..

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

Here is the book discussed in the above blogs … 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 ..

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“We Wrestle Not Against Flesh and Blood”: Ephesians 6:11-17 . read by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 19 March 2021; published on 22 March 2021; revised
Location: Cold Creek Valley Preserve, Calabasas, California

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  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Dear Ones,

Here is a reading of Ephesians 6:11-17 on the eve of Spring Equinox 2021. I like these verses especially because some versions of the Bible (although, alack, not public domain versions) include the phrase “this present darkness” in the translation. I have added to Verse 12 below, in brackets, a free translation that includes this phrase. I recently read this book, whose title is the phrase I like ….

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 ..

I made 5 pages of notes while reading the book, as I found many references that resonated with my own psychic experiences in the last two decades. Then I wrote some blogs relating parts of the book to my own real-life experiences …

Link: “Compendium: ‘This Present Darkness’, comments by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 4 April 2021 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-mc7 ..

Here is my reading of the King James version of Ephesians 6:11-17, which reflects the theme of the book …

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SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

This is the fairy dell again. See, here is the ring of trees. I do not know if you can see it too well [shows trees].

Ephesians 6:11-17 (KJV, public domain)

This is in celebration of the Spring Equinox, the year 2021, which will be this Saturday … only a day or so left …

11 “Put on the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil.

12 “For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world [against the rulers of this present darkness of the world], against spiritual wickedness in high places.

13 “Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand.

14 “Stand therefore, having your loins girt about with truth, and having on the breastplate of righteousness;

15 “And your feet shod with the preparation of the gospel of peace;

16 “Above all, taking the shield of faith, wherewith ye shall be able to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked.

17 “And take the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God….”

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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 and published on 9 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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For Soul’s Ease . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 4 December 2020; published on 21 December 2020

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  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Dear Ones,

Here is an affirmation of faith and surrender to God’s Will. There is a Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

This is for Soul’s ease, and respite from the woes of the world. It goes like this …

I’ll just let God take care of everything!  (x3)

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

The photos in the video are featured here … Link: “Incoming Light,” photos by Alice B. Clagett, imaged on 4 December 2020; published on 10 December 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-kZk ..

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