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First Contact: Small Black Ant Talk . channeled by Alice B. Clagett

First Contact: Small Black Ant Talk

Image: “Ant head; one eye can be seen well,” by Phaedrus, 13 Dec3ember 2021, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Ant_Head.jpg … CC BY-SA 4.0 International

Image: “Ant head; one eye can be seen well,” by Phaedrus, 13 Dec3ember 2021, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Ant_Head.jpg … CC BY-SA 4.0 International

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  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Dear Ones,

Here is another in my blog series on First Contact with Small Black Ants. In this new tête-à-tête with the small black ant hive mind, the spokespersons were the queen and a diplomat drone. 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 have a few more things to say to you about ants. The occasion for this is a really serious invasion of small black ants into my home in the last month or so. I have been doing major changeups … caulking and so on … to control the ants and keep them out of the home.

The problem is this: The ants are telepathic. The ants apparently … and I am getting all this information from the ants, so you are just going to have to take their word for it … I think they are from Alpha Centauri. And there are other beings also on Alpha Centauri that have trouble with whatever it is that is the equivalent of ants over there because ants are so territorially aggressive.

And so here on Earth, I do not think they understand too well what our society is like. They are hunter-gatherers in the main, and they may not understand that we are farmers and ranchers. We raise and we distribute the food, and then we eat the food. Instead of competing for wild resources, these days most humans behave in that way: They feel that they own the food that they raise, and that it should belong only to them, insofar as possible.

But the ants look upon food as a free-for-all for everyone. Whoever gets there first … whoever eats the most and takes the most home to the hive is the winner! They are a highly competitive form of life.

And they can hear us telepathically. When, for instance, we say the Buddhist prayer “May all beings be happy …”  unfortunately, in my case, they took it to mean that I would be happy to have them in my home. And so, I have had a giant influx of small black ants. I cannot have them in my home; they have to be outside. I have explained this, but I have gotten really nowhere at all with them because of their extremely strong territorial instincts and their very fast reproduction rate.

All day long today I was working just to secure the stove top marble countertop and the cabinets around the stove. They got under the marble and behind the cabinets (between the wall and the cabinets). Everything had to be caulked.

About half an hour ago I got to the very last part, which was an open space that they were not coming out of. I was talking to the queen just then. When things get serious, the queen talks. She has a beautiful, mellifluous voice.

I asked the queen: What is your name? She said: All of us have but one name. We are of Alpha Centauri. That is our name. [Go figure?!]

I had already caulked almost everything, and she knew this. She says she has a third-eye point. She says she needs light in order for her third-eye point to know where all the hive is, and what is going on with the hive mind … the hive mind she says they are born with. So, though they may not live that long, they are all born with this knowledge, the total knowledge of the tribe. She spends … or whoever it is spends quite some time training the newborn ants to not be in anguish or in pain or affected by their death, because they die a lot, and they die soon. And so part of the training of the hive is that they should not fear death.

In fact, I have had them … When I feel angry towards the ants, in the last few weeks, if one is crawling upon me it will bite me. They do not care whether they die or not. They just bite because they feel they ought to bite, so as to make a statement regarding their hive, you know? This happened a few times. On the telepathic plane, they call this biting “May you die of COVID” or “that bullet thing.” These small black ants are not really biting ants, but they know when I feel angry, and they take offense, on behalf of the hive, and they bite.

That is serendipitous. The important thing that I found out today is that, when there is no light … for instance, when I had nearly completely caulked the whole area behind the countertop, and underneath the countertop, I got to a part that allowed air and light to get to the hive which was deep inside the counter area, underneath the marble.

When I started to use wood putty to close that last area off, that cut off the light inside the hive. And the queen said that she was starting to lose the light, and that she could not tell where everyone was anymore, and that they were all going to have to stop. The hive would have to stop … I guess, to shut down and hibernate.

Shortly thereafter, all the crazy telepathic voices I had been hearing all day subsided completely. [I note that later, when I went into the bathroom, I began to hear those odd telepathic voices again; so I looked carefully, and found three sentinel female worker ants on the sink (as has been the case for weeks now) and three biting female worker ants on the toilet seat (enough said about that!).]

As to these telepathic ant voices, it seems to me it is as if the ants are trying to pretend that they are human beings by miming the voices of people that we know. Maybe this is diplomatic outreach, I am guessing … an attempt to prevent me from ousting them from my home? I noticed this last year too, when I was fighting the ants, and finally the ants were gone, and all of the really nonsensical, negative and aggressive voices … that pretended to be the voices of people I knew … suddenly stopped. This has happened again … although there are a few more hives still in the house to combat and overcome.

What I started to say is this: I found out that the hive stops because the queen’s third-eye point no longer works … and that is because it is completely dark where the queen is.

I asked the queen why it was that some types of ants are able to work at night? She said that, in the place they come from, darkness is much darker than darkness is here. So some ants go out and forage at night on Earth. To them it is not dark at night on Earth, she said.

The male drones apparently stay awake when the hive is asleep. They do not understand … they just do not ‘get’ human society. The drones will try to talk to a male human in a house they are invading. The castes among the ants are just so very distinct; they do not understand that I speak for myself, not for a hive, and that there is no male drone similar to their male drones in my house. And so they reach out, and try to talk to a person who is male … someone in the neighborhood … some other person than I.

The female workers may be the ants that do the ‘pretend’ human speech. Occasionally I hear a threat from them … “We will do that bullet thing” … or “This house is sold to someone else.” Mostly I hear the pretend human speech when they are around, and in many voices, as if this worker ant or that may pretend to be this or that human being. Apparently, their universal feeling towards the people they are pretending to be is that they are greedy and acquisitive and warlike and unprincipled; not family oriented but clan- or tribe-oriented.

It is rather as if the ants were pretending to be humans like Genghis Khan cutting a scarlet swathe through Asia and Eastern Europe … or as if they were pretending to be humans like William the Conquerer, who conquered England and killed everyone on that island. By inference, and following a tortuous train of back-logic, I gathered that the ants are attributing their mores to the humans they are attempting telepathically to mime. I get they might hope and strategize to corner me into thinking they are human, and to isolate me from my fellow humans by numbing my mind and angering my spirit with this warlike formic diatribe.

As I started to say, when, because of the darkness and because the queen can no longer communicate with all the hive mind, then the hive mind falls asleep, and it makes a sound. It is not human speech or pretend human speech. It is not the queen or the drones talking to me.

It is a sound like crickets in the meadow, when there are lots and lots of crickets; and you cannot hear the individual crickets … It is just like one tone. I do not know if you have ever had that experience? It is like that sound of many crickets, except that it is very, very quiet. It takes ultra-sensitive hearing to hear it.

Where before there were lots and lots of telepathic voices … unwanted telepathic voices, to tell the truth, because they are so aggressive, so warlike, so angry … it is just not good for a Lightworker … then after the queen falls asleep, there is just this ultra-high physical sound, this sound like a meadow full of crickets.

I asked the queen, before she fell asleep: Why do I hear this sound? She said: It is because their mandibles are moving. I said: Well, does the sound ever vary? And she said: No. It always sounds exactly the same.

So if you go out to a field of crickets during the heyday … the high time of crickets each year … and listen very carefully to that sound, it is very similar to the sound that ants make, but the ant sound is, to my ultra-ear, completely homogeneous. It is an unending, high-pitched, pure tone; a sharp rather than a flat; I think that tone has to do with their fire energy and their aggressiveness.

I will bet you did not know, before today, that ants make sounds on the physical plane. They do, but they are much more vocal on the telepathic plane.

You may know that I have my concerns about the coming years and how humans will be getting along with ants, here on Earth. But I there are people working on this problem, and I am sure a solution will be found.

One of the things I found out is that worker ants will sacrifice themselves by eating some poison or some caulk that we put in to close their holes up. Whatever it is that we put in, to deter them … whether it is insecticide or whatever it is … worker ants will make themselves ill and sacrifice themselves by eating that stuff. Then apparently the worker ants that come to take their bodies away may eat a little of that. And in that way the hive may develop immunity to insecticides.

In fact, I recall a few weeks ago some worker females chuckling about how their hive has gained immunity to insecticides I think they were talking about the harsher insecticides other folks often use. I myself have been using Zevo Ant, Roach and Fly in recent weeks in my home. At first it worked like a charm; then within a week I found the worker ants were not much put off by Zevo; within a few hours they were back in small numbers.

That experience I have had with Zevo (which I chose because it is not harmful to humans and pets) lends credence to the telepathic chuckling I heard awhile back from the worker ants. I recall that was when I was waging war with them in my bathroom … a war not yet completely won. The active ingredients in Zevo are cinnamon oil, lemon grass, and geraniol.

I found out in Wikipedia that geraniol “is produced by the scent glands of honeybees to mark nectar-bearing flowers and locate the entrances to their hives.” –from Link: “Geraniol,” in English Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Geraniol … CC BY-SA 3.0.

From that I gather that ants may have once developed an avoidance response to the smell of geraniol because (I am guessing) of fierce response of bees to invasion of their beehives. Then (again, I am guessing) in recent weeks they have unlearned that response here in my home, so as to get at stray bits of kibble that end up on the kitchen floor when my cat is eating.

Along those lines, a few years ago, at the beginning of this conflict in my home, I thought I had it all together in the ant war when I recalled having read that people in the olden days of settlement of the Amazon regions would try to save their treasured pianos from the termites by setting the piano legs in cans of oil. The idea was that the termites would not swim through the oil to get to the piano, which they might like to eat.

Back then, several years ago, I thought to try something like that with the ants that had invaded my home and which had a particular interest in my cat’s kibble bowl that was on the floor of the kitchen. So I put the kibble bowl in a larger bowl of water. That worked for the entire ant season that year. Then the next year I found they had learned to make living ant bridges over the water in the larger bowl … and also singly to swim through the water … and in those ways they en masse overcame my water moat technique.

This season, I am guessing, the ants might learn to eat through wood putty and other deterrents. In fact, I saw some the other day that apparently ate a hole in the porch ceiling and started coming in through there.

I have seen so many adaptations of the ants since the Shift. They have gotten an awful lot brighter. We need to take that into account if we want to hold our own in this biomass battle here on planet Earth.

I do not mean to sound too grim. I think we will come to some conclusions and reach a truce.

We can talk with the Alpha Centaurians that have been dealing with this issue probably far, far longer than we, and see what knowledge we can glean from them.

A good source for the wisdom of Alpha Centauri, as you may know, is Judy Satori. She has a site now named “Ascension Library” … https://www.ascensionlibrary.org/ .. You can go there and look up Alpha Centauri, and find out a little more about it. She speaks that language of the stars as well.

Well, that is all about that for now. Excuse my grimness; I know I sound a little grim, but I have been fighting an intense battle for weeks now, and there is still no end to it.

God bless you all,
And keep you safe,
And be with you
Through all your days.

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

Written and published on 8 September 2022
Location: Los Angeles, California

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Insectian Star Races: Red Ant People vs Termite People . by Alice B. Clagett

Note: Due to the great proliferation of ant species on Earth … At present there are more than 10,000 species … in subsequent blogs I refer to the “Antian Star Races” and the Devas of the ants” rather than to red ants specifically. I feel certain there are Red Ant People, but I feel these are just one of many ant peoples.

red ant people

Image: Portrait of a red imported fire ant, Solenopsis invicta, by Alex Wild, modified 14 April 2015, from alexanderwild.com, public domain image by Alex Wild, produced by the University of Texas ‘Insects Unlocked’ program … DESCRIPTION: “This species arrived to the southeastern United States from South America in the 1930s. Specimen from Brackenridge Field Laboratory, Austin, Texas, USA.”

Image: Portrait of a red imported fire ant, Solenopsis invicta, by Alex Wild, modified 14 April 2015, from alexanderwild.com, public domain image by Alex Wild, produced by the University of Texas ‘Insects Unlocked’ program … DESCRIPTION: “This species arrived to the southeastern United States from South America in the 1930s. Specimen from Brackenridge Field Laboratory, Austin, Texas, USA.”

Dear Ones,

After viewing the movie “Orion: Origin of the Gods,” produced by Freddy Silva and available for viewing on Gaia … https://www.gaia.com/ … I found out that there are a ‘Red Ant People’ associated with Orion. These people gifted very early civilizations just before and during a sea level rise that took place 11,000 years ago.

Among those gifted were the peoples of Bolivia, Peru, Easter Island, and New Zealand, through trans-Pacific voyages or possibly also air or space travel in the Southern Hemisphere.

In regard to the influence of Orion on early civilizations, the movie mentions the ancient Sumerians, Akkadians, Assyrians, and Babylonians (to do with the Annunaki, their offspring, the Nephilim, or ‘children of Orion’, and a word that means ‘ant people’. Also mentioned are the Hopi, the Anasazi, and the ‘ant people’.

It seems possible to me that all this amounts to an influence through Orion of an Insectian Star Race called the ‘Red Ant People’. It could be that this star race overlights the ants of Earth, which occupy a very prominent econiche worldwide (with the exception of very cold land masses and a few islands).

It is possible that the ants of Earth are a more advanced intelligence than has previously been recognized by human beings. This oversight by humans may well have to do with their prejudice in favor of beings more or less their own size, as is also the case in the human attitude towards bacteria and fungi, both of which have breathtakingly advanced social cultures and overlighting intellects.

It is possible that the social system of ants, which are divided into worker and reproductive castes; their hardworking approach to life; and their serviceful attitude towards their communities rubbed off onto early human civilizations. It could be this helped mold early human civilizations into farmer-workers as opposed to the earlier hunter-gatherer model of human life.

It is possible that early human cultures were influenced by human-seeming, humanoid beings from Orion very early on, at a time when space travel to and from Orion was made easy by the then configuration of space between Earth and whatever planet(s) in Orion are the habitat of the Red Ant People.

I note as well my earlier notion, on the basis of channelings by Judy Satori … https://www.ascensionlibrary.org/ … that Alpha Centauri may be the habitat of an Insectian Star Race. I see from my research that Alpha Centauri is a very long way from Orion. So far, I have read of no colonization of one of these star systems by the other. I gather both may have been the origin of one sort or the other of Insectian Star Beings.

I researched social insects that exist here on Earth, and found that the termites are very great enemies of the ants. I recalled that it seemed to me Judy Satori had channeled several sorts of Insectian Star Beings from Alpha Centauri — one rather militant or military in aspect, and another more organizational and educational in aspect. From that I got that an Insectian Star Race on Alpha Centauri … if, indeed, it exists … might have a caste of soldiers as well as a caste of workers. I saw that Earth’s termites have both such castes. I concluded … unlikely as it may, at first glance, seem … that Earth’s termites likely derive from star beings with similar social values on Alpha Centauri, which is far nearer to Earth than Orion is.

For the current two posited Insectian Star Races, I have come up with names and added categories to my blog as follows …

I renamed the blog subcategory under Alpha Centauri as ‘Insectian Star Race 1 – Termite People – tentatively’.

Under the blog category Orion I have added a new blog subcategory which I term: ‘ Insectian Star Race 2 – Red Ant People’.

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I note that Orion has three major stars: Alnitak, 736 light years from Earth; Alnilam, 1340 light years from Earth; and Mintaka, 915 light years from Earth. These stars are so widely separated, and so distant from Earth, that it seems likely to me habitable planets in each star system there might be widely different in aspect and in social values, and that these varied aspects and social values might contrast strikingly with the Christed Star Being pattern of the non-hybrid Earth humanoid.

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I note from my reading that Wes Penre …

Link: “First Level of Learning, Paper 8: Human Origins and The Living Library,” by Wes Penre, Thursday, 31 March 2011,in “The Wes Penre Papers: A Journey Through the Universe” … https://wespenre.com/2019/01/26/first-level-of-learning-paper-8-human-origins-and-the-living-library/ … Search the term: 5.2 The Vegan/Lyran War

… has a very different ‘take’ on the Lyrans from Judy Satori, the former being much less favorable than the latter.

I note also, in the movie “Stargate” … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stargate … the monstrous representation of the being ‘Ra’, which starkly contrasts with the beneficent representation of Ra in “The Law of One (The Ra Material”  … https://www.lawofone.info/ … and also starkly contrasts with my own blog’s representation of the collective of beings known as ‘Ra’.

I feel it likely that the attitude of the culture of every race of Star Beings will be more favorable towards itself than to other Star Races that compete with it economically and territorially. I say that because, as I recall very vividly, I went to a Catholic grade school. My mother, who was a High Anglican, had some reservations about the fact that the history book I read in seventh and eight grade seemed biased in favor of Catholicism. If Catholicism, whose moral and spiritual ideals I hold high, might participate in cultural bias in its attitude towards history, then it seems likely to me that star races … especially those that might once have engaged in galactic warfare, one with the other … might, with a similar cultural bias, channel the history of the universe to us Lightworkers, Wayshowers, and Gatekeepers.

In the end, I feel, this is a free will planet. It is up to each of us humans to determine what star races will overlight our Soul’s journey. Will it be Buddhic and Christed star races that influence our decisions and our actions? Will it be reptilian star races, draconian star races, insectian star races, or maybe some even more unique social system that guides our personal, individual way onward through through the maze of timelines and dimensions in the causal realm?

One question I always ask is: How may I align with God’s Will, His Heart, His Mind? As I am overlit by Arcturus and by Sirius, I always come back to my own personal preference to be overlit by the Christed Star Beings.

Earth is going through a great process of Ascension from the causal realms, and into the higher dimensions, which are governed by a completely different set of rules, devoid of cause and effect, in what the Lightworkers term ‘the eternal Now’.

For those humans who chose to be overlit by the non-Christed Star Races, there is the salient concern: Are their overlighting star beings capable of guiding them through the Ascension process? This question can be addressed by determining which of the Star Races have themselves developed past the fourth dimension … for how can a Star Race overlight our path, have they not yet trod upon it?

I expect, in days to come, the answer to this question will become more certain for each of us. In the meantime, I pray …

May you be blessed
With love and Light
and God’s delight
Now and forever. Amen

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

Written and published on 17 August 2021

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Perseid Meteor Shower . Arcturian Regeneration Chamber . channeled by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 13 August 2021; published on 15 August 2021
Full title: “Perseid Meteor Shower . Arcturian Regeneration Chamber . Two Influxes of Healing Light” . channeled by Alice B. Clagett
Location: San Fernando Valley, Los Angeles, California

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
  • CONCLUSION

Dear Ones,

Here is a video proposing that Arcturus may avail itself of the annual Perseid Meteor Shower to heal us human, and all the beings on Earth.

There is a Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

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

We are in the height of the Perseid Meteor Shower right now. And it is right after the Lion’s Gate, I guess you know. And something incredible happened about an hour ago. There was an influx of Light that affected first my pituitary gland, and then my sex glands, and then my heart, and then my lower torso including all my intestines. It stopped at the crown chakra. It apparently affected many other people too.

I thought maybe Arcturus might somehow have interacted with the Perseids. And that it might have something to do with the Lion’s Gate just ending as well. I thought there might be some ideal regeneration chamber or healing quality that Arcturus could bestow on human beings just as the Perseids peaked. I wonder if they are able to use energy of Light and Sound to alter the quality of the Perseids to affect us positively as humans, and heal us and regenerate us.

That is just a feeling that I had about it. Others may have other ideas about it, as I see it has affected both men and women, in all parts of Earth. Not all men and women have been sensitive to the fact that they have been healed, but many have been Lightworkers, many Psychics, many Spiritual Adepts have all felt, either pro or con, the great advantage that was conferred on us today through the Incoming Light.

I wish you all the very best. I hope … even if you take the healing of others in a negative sense … that you come to understand that the healing of every human being is a way of Earth herself being regenerated. It is good for all of us, when any of us heal. That is definitely true; all over Earth, the noosphere changes, as healings take place.

We Lightworkers are very in favor of healing. But sometimes, I find, people who are Psychics or Spiritual Adepts begin to have a feeling of vying, or one-upmanship, or sometimes of competition, that makes them feel that other people being healed … Intuitives, for example; Pathfinders; Wayshowers; and other Starseed … when they are healed … This is just because of the Earth realm having so many difficulties regarding Duality … these others feel a sense of self-diminishment. And that is surely not the case.

I hope we all have a chance to rejoice in the regeneration of Earth herself today.

God bless you all and keep you safe.
May He be with you
Through all your days.

CONCLUSION

After I filmed the video, I had to wonder if there was any truth to my intuitive connection of the healing powers of Arcturus with the Perseids. I was relieve to find this image of the Perseid Meteor Shower, with Arcturus peeking up over the horizon …

Image: “A Perseid Below,” by NASA, 13 August 2021, public domain … https://apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap210808.html … DESCRIPTION: “Explanation: Earthlings typically watch meteor showers by looking up. But this remarkable view, captured on August 13, 2011 by astronaut Ron Garan, caught a Perseid meteor by looking down. From Garan’s perspective onboard the International Space Station orbiting at an altitude of about 380 kilometers, the Perseid meteors streak below, swept up dust left from comet Swift-Tuttle heated to incandescence. The glowing comet dust grains are traveling at about 60 kilometers per second through the denser atmosphere around 100 kilometers above Earth’s surface. In this case, the foreshortened meteor flash is right of frame center, below the curving limb of the Earth and a layer of greenish airglow, just below bright star Arcturus. Want to look up at a meteor shower? You’re in luck, as the 2021 Perseids meteor shower peaks this week. This year, even relatively faint meteors should be visible through clear skies from a dark location as the bright Moon will mostly absent.” … CREDIT: NASA, ISS Expedition 28 Crew, Ron Garan

Image: “A Perseid Below,” by NASA, 13 August 2021, public domain … https://apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap210808.html

DESCRIPTION: “Explanation: Earthlings typically watch meteor showers by looking up. But this remarkable view, captured on August 13, 2011 by astronaut Ron Garan, caught a Perseid meteor by looking down. From Garan’s perspective onboard the International Space Station orbiting at an altitude of about 380 kilometers, the Perseid meteors streak below, swept up dust left from comet Swift-Tuttle heated to incandescence. The glowing comet dust grains are traveling at about 60 kilometers per second through the denser atmosphere around 100 kilometers above Earth’s surface. In this case, the foreshortened meteor flash is right of frame center, below the curving limb of the Earth and a layer of greenish airglow, just below bright star Arcturus. Want to look up at a meteor shower? You’re in luck, as the 2021 Perseids meteor shower peaks this week. This year, even relatively faint meteors should be visible through clear skies from a dark location as the bright Moon will mostly absent.”

CREDIT: NASA, ISS Expedition 28 Crew, Ron Garan …

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So, in theory, the connection between Arcturus and the Perseids as a tool to help humankind by focusing the Incoming Light is a possibility.

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

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Lion’s Gate News . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed and published on 7 August 2021
Location: Los Angeles, California

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • “Activation of Light: Optimization of Timelines and Dimensions”
      Channeled through the Hathors by Alice B. Clagett
    • Update for Today

Dear Ones,

Here is a video about the Lion’s Gate portal now happening on Earth. There is a Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

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

We are in the leadup to the peak day of the Lion’s Gate, which will be tomorrow, 8 August 2021 at 10:30 am PDT. I read the New Moon will begin at 6:50 am PDT. New moon is a good time to plant the seeds for a new beginning.

On 8 August 2021, I have read, the star Sirius … one of my favorite stars! … peeps over the horizon, bringing with it, according to Egyptian religion, flooding of the Nile and a promise of fertile fields.

We have been in a bridge to the emerging Siriun energy for four harrowing days now, in my own experience. The ‘harrowing’ part has to do with all the negative emotional and mental energies releasing from the noosphere as Earth prepares to meet the beneficent influence of the Siriuns, who are a group of Christed Star Beings.

It is not all that bad an experience for those who have been through it once, as was I in the last Solar Cycle, Solar Cycle 24. I can attest that going through the Lion’s Gate in a state of clear Awareness of the fourth dimensional flotsam and jetsam Earth is readying for departure is seriously difficult unless we retain a neutral mind and also avoid acting out on the basis of the wild astral stories gyrating through the noospheric portion of Earth’s atmosphere.

During chaotic nodes in the last Solar Cycle I recall I would get stuck on concern for the violence and the turmoil in the astral stories from time to time. I would find myself being too empathic, and hoping to ‘rescue’ some helpless child or other victim from the predator instincts I clair heard whirling about.

The thing to understand is, astral stories are not real in the sense that the physical world is real. They can be taken more lightly than physical events, and they can more easily clear through the stargates at appropriate astrological times.

Of course, should it come to being in the physical presence of ‘acting out’ during the noospheric chaos of a stargate, we Ascensioneers and Lightworkers have been gifted with multitemporal and multidimensional skills that can lift us clear of life-threatening scenarios. As a quick tip and reminder, when so confronted we can optimize timelines and dimensions using this Activation of Light gifted by the Hathors, who are relatives of the Siriuns living in higher than the third dimension here in our own Solar System.

When confronted with life-threatening scenarios, say with confidence and enthusiasm …

Activation of Light: Optimization of Timelines and Dimensions
Channeled through the Hathors by Alice B. Clagett

Spirit to Team!
Optimize Timelines and Dimensions
For the All, through Free Will!

That brings us into the energies of the Fifth Dimension, which can protect us from all harm (unless, in alignment with God’s Will, we find it is time for our Earthly work in the current incarnation to end.)

The “Optimization of Timelines and Dimensions” Activation of Light works for me every time; and there have been some hair-raising, split-second-timing situations that arose in Solar Cycle 24, in the range of time about 11 years ago.

Update for Today

Today was quite something else in terms of astral racket. I could tell the minute the sun arose that the thing to do was to go hiking, and that, forthwith. When I got back home, the chaotic noospheric chatter was much worse, so I opted to work all day long in my back yard … feet on the ground definitely helps, in these gateway situations, do you not feel it?

At 4:15 pm PDT today, there was a great clearing here in Los Angeles. From the sudden change in the astral chatter, it seemed that a great bolus of negative energy suddenly disappeared from the Earth plane. One moment it was here … going ‘great guns’ (an apt expression, considering the nature of the astral stories). The next minute, whoosh! … It was gone!

The range of my hearing shifted from clair hearing to physical hearing. All of a sudden, all I could hear were the wind blowing in the trees, children playing three yards down, and my next-door neighbors talking in their garden. It was absolutely stunning how fast everything shifted.

I guess we will see what happens tomorrow at 10:30 am PDT, during the peak of the Lion’s Gate. Hold onto our hats! That is my guess!

In love, light and joy,
Alice B. Clagett
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; revised

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. There is, I feel, good reason not to be conceited about levitating, should one be so unfortunate as to do so, as will become apparent from the story below.

There is a man I nickname Heart Vampire. This was a spiritual teacher I encountered some years ago, and found out was apparently the head of a ‘killing cult’ or ‘death cult’. I gather from a book I read, and which I intuited might have been created by his cult, that this person thinks of himself as a cannibalistic reptoid from someplace other than Earth.

I was right away reminded of an image I saw 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. Here is the image, which I feel was rendered with very convincing dramatic flair …

Link: “Kau’T,” by Vashta Narada, in Vashta Narada’s Galactic Art … https://www.vashta.com/my-product/kaut/ ..

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 Caucasian. 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 Secret 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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