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Ghost Stories and Stories for Children . notice by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 27 April 2022
Location: San Fernando Valley, California

Image: “Mother and Child Reading a Story,” by Carlton Alfred Smith, 1853-1946, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Carlton_Alfred_Smith_-_Mother_and_child_reading_a_story.jpg … public domain

Image: “Mother and Child Reading a Story,” by Carlton Alfred Smith, 1853-1946, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Carlton_Alfred_Smith_-_Mother_and_child_reading_a_story.jpg … public domain

Dear Ones,

Here are two fun reads: Ghost Storie s… and … Stories for Children ..

This is a new category I just created under the larger heading: “Stories by Alice” in the general  section Adventures with Alice Continue reading

Sat Kriya and Tatterdemalion Ghost . a drawing by Alice B. Clagett

Drawn and published on 6 December 2021; revised on 17 June 2022

Image: “Sat Kriya and Tatterdemalion Ghost 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 17 June 2022, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: Woman kneeling, arms up, palms joined above the head in ‘Sat Kriya’. Tattered ghostly figure or astral shell rises up from just above the crown of the head and departs from the energy field of the woman doing yoga. The tatterdemalion says: “I want to stay in her energy field, but I cannot get in there anymore.”

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‘On a Windy Day You Can Hear Him Say …’ . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 18 February 2020; published on 27 October 2020
Location: Lake Piru Recreation Area, Ventura County, California

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Dear Ones,

Here is a video about odd voices I heard here and there in an unpeopled area of Lake Piru in Ventura County. There is a Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Well, you see this down here … It looks like a dock; a place where you can put your boat down. There is nobody here right now. I started to go down, and then I heard somebody say: Better not go down there, Alice. There is a right mean man down there.

So I walked along, and I looked along, and I did not see anyone at all. And I said: Who are you, anyway?

And the voice of an older man said: This here is my place.

And I said: Are you a gnome or a brownie, maybe? … No one answered.

And I said: Do you live underground?

The voice of the man said: Yeah.

I was walking along over here …

Image: “Boat Dock at Lake Piru, Ventura County, California,” by Alice B. Clagett, 18 February 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Boat Dock at Lake Piru, Ventura County, California,” by Alice B. Clagett, 18 February 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

… and the wind started up a little bit from Lake Piru. And I heard some children’s voices from across the way say … all in a chorus they said: On a windy day you can hear him say, ‘You had better stay away. This is my neck of the woods.’

[Pans to water beyond left side of dock.] … It is a neck of water here … [Pans to shoreline across from right side of dock.] … And there is another one over there that is kind of dried up right now. It [the dock] is a neck of land …

I am guessing it might either be a gnome, or a brownie that lives underground, or [the ghost of] a man that used to live here once, long ago …

Well, I was walking along, right now, and I got to thinking that some voices of children that I had heard a little earlier, all talking together, might have been mountain lion cubs, because they were saying: Would you bring it home to us?

I thought at the time, maybe they were thinking about me …

Then I heard similar of a number of children say: On a windy day you can hear him say … that story. And I thought: Maybe those are mountain lion cubs too.

So I was walking along, and I thought to ask them: Are you mountain lion cubs? … So I did.

And they said: Yeah, that’s what we are. We don’t know why other people can’t hear us too.

In love, light and joy
I Am of the Stars

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Pioneer Ranch Ghost Stories: A Series . channeled by Alice B. Clagett *

Filmed on 7 August 2019; published on 11 September 2019

  • INTRODUCTION
    • Thoughts on Flies, Death, and Subconscious Symbolism
  • PIONEER RANCH GHOST STORY 1, Channeled by Alice B. Clagett, with the Music of Chris Zabriskie
    • VIDEO BY ALICE
    • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
  • PIONEER RANCH GHOST STORY 2, Channeled by Alice B. Clagett
    • VIDEO BY ALICE
    • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
  • PIONEER RANCH GHOST STORY 3, Channeled by Alice B. Clagett
    • VIDEO BY ALICE
    • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
  • PIONEER RANCH GHOST STORY 4, Channeled by Alice B. Clagett
    • VIDEO BY ALICE
    • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
  • PIONEER RANCH GHOST STORY 5 – A BLESSING, Channeled by Alice B. Clagett, with the Music of Chris Zabriskie
    • VIDEO BY ALICE
    • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

INTRODUCTION

Dear Ones,

Here are pioneer ghost stories I channeled on 7 August 2019. I think they are imaginary; however, they do go to show that ghosts may ‘haunt’ a place because of some awful experience they may have had while living.

It is almost as if the ghosts are hoping for forgiveness, or maybe hoping for the grace to find peaceful rest in the afterlife, even though things might have gone terribly wrong in their earthly life (as seems to have been the case in these stories).

Thoughts on Flies, Death, and Subconscious Symbolism

I had a further thought about the channelings that day: I wondered if, by chance, the flies buzzing around in that forest, and bothering me, might have somehow brought in sad ghost stories. Could it be that flies might be thought by the subconscious mind to buzz round carcasses, and so might symbolize death in a subconscious context. It that were so, then that might explain these very sad channelings …

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PIONEER RANCH GHOST STORY 1
Channeled, imaged, and compiled by Alice B. Clagett, CC  BY-SA 4.0
Music: “Prelude No. 21,” from the album “Preludes” by Chris Zabriskie, CC BY 4.0

An edited Summary follows the video.

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

When I first started down this way [shows deserted asphalt road through woods] and before I had quite gotten to the woods, on the astral plane I heard some young children say: Better not come down this way!

I said: Why is that?

And they said: ‘Cause we are up to no good.

I said: How old are you?

One young boy said: Five.

Then I heard a man’s voice say: You kids come away from there. Leave that person alone. 

When I got down there, I did not see any children. I guess maybe they were ghosts.

Images from the video are here … Link: Santa Monica Mountains 1, photos by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 7 August 2019; published on 10 October 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-erm ..

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PIONEER RANCH GHOST STORY 2
Channeled and compiled by Alice B. Clagett, CC BY-SA 4.0

An edited Summary follows the video.

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

I was over here near the water containers that are right there [shows water containers] and I came across these trees that were by the road, and encircled by an old-fashioned kind of wire fence [shows trees and wire fence] … That kind of fence used to be manufactured before my time, in fact.

Since I am always contacting the ghosts of the early pioneers and settlers out here, I asked why this space was enclosed. A man’s voice said that his wife was buried there.

I asked him if he is passed on too, and he said he was also passed on; they were both passed on now. He put that wire there to protect his wife’s grave.

I asked him why there was no tombstone there. He said the neighbor boys carried it off.

Then up this way (but you cannot see it) … up behind this fence over here [shows fence that is up the hill a little ways] there is a reservoir. I was standing on just the other side of that reservoir, between the new water tanks [shows water tanks] … There are some old water tanks behind them that are not hooked up [shows old water tanks].

Then there was a fireplace [shows fireplace]. And next to that was this water reservoir [shows reservoir].

While I was standing between the fireplace and the reservoir I heard that same man’s voice on the astral plane. He said: Technically, you are on private property now. 

When I came down this way [shows wire fence around trees], I was chatting with him about his wife’s grave. He says when he was 49 years of age his wife passed away. I am very sorry to hear that. His wife, he said on the astral plane, was 45.

I asked him about the private land … why it was technically private land. He said that is because he rented the land from somebody else. And just because he did not do that ‘revenooer’ thing did not mean that it was not his land for as long as he used it. Now you know!

I was speaking with the gentleman in question, and asking him why it was those neighbor boys would steal that tombstone. He mentioned something about a range war going on. But for the life of him, he said on the astral plane, he could not figure why they had stolen that tombstone.

I said: Well, what did they do with it?

He said: They knocked it on a rock and broke it up, but he somehow or other got even with them. 

He said that he never got over the death of his wife. He is not too sure when it was that he passed on.

Then I said: How did your wife die? What did she die of? Was it bad water? Was it tuberculosis?

And she came in. She said: We got into a fight, and I knocked him on the floor. And he got up and konked me out.

I guess that is how it must have happened. It must have been not on purpose … just in the heat of anger, I think. Too bad, huh? Too bad.

[The photos with this video are not displayed in a separate link.]

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PIONEER RANCH GHOST STORY 3
Channeled and compiled by Alice B. Clagett, CC BY-SA 4.0

An edited Summary follows the video.

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Well, this is turning out to be kind of an intriguing story. I was talking to the ghost of a pioneer man just now. He said he did not want anybody to find out about how his wife passed on. And I said: Well, if you don’t want me to tell anybody I won’t.

He said: I’d rather you didn’t; my children might find out.

So I asked around; I said: Are his children still alive, or are they dead?

Off in the distance, a woman’s voice said: His children are all dead. 

So I asked him; I said: How many children did y’all have?

He said: We had five children.

And I said: My goodness! Five children!

So I asked around; I said: Are there any children of his children still alive?

Off in the distance, I heard the woman’s voice say: No, there are no kin of his alive today. 

The man turned to his guardian angel (which is always a good thing) and he said: I wonder why there are no kin of mine alive.

The guardian angel said: When you do that ‘rotterdammer’ thing, it’s always hard on the kin. [Because of the use of the malware word ‘rotterdammer’, which I associate with a person I met some years ago, I feel this astral comment may be a pass through or flow in from a subsequent astral source.]

Well I thought about it, and I wondered if it is all right to tell that story. I guess, since his kin have passed on, and since I really do not know his name … or even whether these ghost lived where I was walking or maybe elsewhere … it might be ok.

It also might help out other families to avoid domestic violence for the sake of their children and their children’s children. Domestic violence seems to cast a grey shadow upon the family line. Best to find a way to mediate difficulties, and to work things out in a constructive way.

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PIONEER RANCH GHOST STORY 4
Channeled and compiled by Alice B. Clagett, CC BY-SA 4.0

An edited Summary follows the video.

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

I was over here in this little clearing under a tree [shows clearing] where I have been before; where I spoke with the faeries before … sitting on the same stump I sat on before … and I heard the ghost of the pioneer man say he just found out now that when his children were 10 years old he killed them with the hatchet.

And I said: Well, why’d you do that?

He said: They didn’t work that hard anyway. 

I said: But they could have gone away then, and worked out on their own. 

And he said: That’s just what I did. 

So I said: They couldn’t have all been 10 years of age at the same time; they must have been 10 years of age one by one. Did you wait till they were 10?

I did not hear him say anything about that. He just went away …

Well I hung out with this for a minute or two because, to tell the truth, I was a little upset about it. I heard his wife say: No, he did not kill all the children like that. Only one met his death like that.

That cheered me up a little; that would be four children still alive …

I just talked to the woman a little more … it might have been a different woman. She said: We both came from the same family. Our father did not do that kind of thing. But there were a crop failure, and that’s why that happened. [long pause while listening, on the astral plane] …

Then she said: He got really upset about the crop failure, took a hatchet to the fifth one, and that was that. 

Well I hope this is the last of that story … I heard the lady’s voice say: The sheriff said he went out of his mind; that cellophane thought was on his mind. We went round and round on that one.

[Cellophane was invented in 1908; so this astral comment may be a pass through or flow in from a subsequent astral source.]

I heard the son who passed on say right now in a young person voice: I were going through puberty; that were all that were going on. My mom tried to tell me to tone it down. 

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PIONEER RANCH GHOST STORY 5 – A BLESSING
Channeled, imaged and compiled by Alice B. Clagett, CC BY-SA 4.0
Music: “Prelude No. 2” from the album “Preludes” by Chris Zabriskie, CC BY 4.0

An edited Summary follows the video.

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

[This video show sunlight in the forest, along with some nature photos. The channelings that day were such sad stories that I felt it might be best to add a musical collaboration as the final video.]

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

The photos from this last video are here … Link: “Santa Monica Mountains 2,” photos by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 7 August 2019; published on 11 September 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-eaY ..

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Gad: An Apocryphal Ghost Story . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 24 July 2019; published on 7 November 2019
Location: Homol’ovi State Park, Arizona

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • “Gad: An Apocryphal Ghost Story,” by Alice B. Clagett, Soundtrack and Words

Dear Ones,

Here is a ghost story for you. I heard the story on the astral plane while walking in Serrano Valley, California. The boy was buried in a cemetery at Homol’ovi State Park in Arizona, in an area of Native American hunting grounds.

There is an edited Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

“Gad: An Apocryphal Ghost Story”
by Alice B. Clagett
Soundtrack and Words
24 July 2019

https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/gad-ghost-story-audio-only.mp3?_=1

 

I feel there is not one word of truth in this. But I have to admit, it is a pretty good ghost story.

I was resting a minute ago under those trees over there … [shows a stand of oak trees] … and when I got up, I thought about the boy named Gad who died at a very young age out in … was it Utah, I think? … and how I had spoken to his spirit some years ago, and how he was waiting for his father and looking for his father. And he said his mom had gone off to the town because there was not enough water and she needed to go to the town. And then he passed on while his mom was looking for his mother, I guess … But I did not know that part; all I knew was that he was waiting for his dad, whom he really admired very much. And he was hoping to one day have a wife of his own; he was waiting for that day. [smiles]

Since I was speaking with spirits today, I thought maybe I could get in touch with Gad … even though, here I am in California, near the beach … in Serrano Valley … and there is Gad there at the graveyard, out on the Native American reservation … in Utah, I think it was.

So I called for Gad. What do you know, he answered! His accent is just very, very different from that of the people in this pioneer area here. And I asked him if he was still looking for his dad. He said, Yup! He was still waiting for him.

So I asked around, on the astral airs, whether there was anyone there that was the father of a boy named Gad. And a man answered. He said: Yes, yes I know Gad.

I said: Is that your son then?

And he said: Yes.

I said: Could you find him?

And within a minute or two they met up on the astral plane. They were so happy to see each other! It was incredible. And Gad’s father told him: I went to find your mother, but I could not find her.

Gad and his father were very happy to find each other again. And the boy said that he had died at the place where they had settled, but that the Indian braves … that is what he called them … had made a safe place for him there. I am glad they agreed to do that …

I heard the father and son off talking again just now. The young boy said: I said, ‘I think I need a drink of water’ … And then he said: That’s the last thing I said before I died. 

And then the father said: Here, son, let’s sit here and sing ‘Rock of Ages’ song. So I guess that is what they are doing now …

Well this is quite something; the father just said: Well there’s your mother! 

And I heard the mother say something like: Well, don’t you just know I’m your Rock of Ages woman? And then she said: Why didn’t you find me? I passed on of something that did not have birthday ingredients in it.

So I guess they are all three together now … the father, the mother, and the son named Gad (for a gadfly!) ..,

Now the story keeps on … The man said: What are your name? And he waited …

And I said: Alice Clagett.

And he said: This here are Clementine … meaning his wife.

And I said: And your name is …?

And he said: Jason. And this are Gad, the gadfly … [chuckles]

That is all for today, as far as pioneer stories are concerned …

This cloud reminds me just a little bit of Gad, and how happy he was to see his father, and then his mother …

Image Markup: “Cloud Drawing: “Ghosts: Gad and His Father and Mother,” by Alice B. Clagett, 24 July 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

Image Markup: “Cloud Drawing: “Ghosts: Gad and His Father and Mother,” by Alice B. Clagett, 24 July 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

You know this cloud now looks a little like the child on the right, crying out when it sees its mom … and on the left, the mom turning around, as if she is searching around and about to see her son there … on the left at the top, see, with flowing hair, and her arms out? …

Image Markup: “Cloud Drawing: “Ghosts: Gad and His Mother,” by Alice B. Clagett, 24 July 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

Image Markup: “Cloud Drawing: “Ghosts: Gad and His Mother,” by Alice B. Clagett, 24 July 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

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Here is another ghost story I heard while on the Serrano Valley walk … Link: “Serrano Homestead: An Apocryphal Ghost Story,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 24 July 2019; published on 3 November 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-ePM ..

These photos were taken the same day … Link: “Serrano Canyon,” photos by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 24 July 2019; published on 23 December 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-fH9 ..

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

See also … Link: “Mosteenya – ‘Greensleeves’ – A Sprite Named ‘Gad’ – and Hopi Ancestral Spirits,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 7 September 2014; revised on 19 August 2018  … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7lX ..

See also … Link: “Ghostly Reminiscences at the Navajo River, Colorado,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 1 September 2018; published on 6 September 2015; transcribed on 22 December 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-536 ..

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Serrano Homestead: An Apocryphal Ghost Story . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 24 July 2019; published on 3 November 2019

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • “Serrano Homestead: An Apocryphal Ghost Story,” Soundtrack and Words, by Alice B. Clagett

Dear Ones,

Here is a ghost story for you. The setting is Serrano Valley, California …

There is an edited Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

I figure there is not one word of truth in this, as ghosts, I feel, tend to scoop around from place to place. But I have to admit, it is a pretty good ghost story.

“Serrano Homestead: An Apocryphal Ghost Story”
by Alice B. Clagett
Soundtrack and Words
24 July 2019

https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/serrano-valley-ghost-story-audio-only.mp3?_=2

 

I was just talking to the people that lived here before …. [shows a ranch in the mountains] … They are ghosts that say they lived on this ranch in Serrano Valley. At the beginning over there … [at the entrance of the ranch] … there is a post … [shows square white post maybe five feet high, with a pedestal on top] … They said there used to be an American Eagle on that post, and that was the front entrance.

Over here … [shows stand of oak trees] … they said, that used to be a spot for enjoying yourself, and there would be a band that would play there. They put in water in that pipe there … [that is still there] … because the band wanted water. So you could sit under the trees in the shade, and see the beautiful mountains there … [shows backdrop of mountains] …

And I said to them: It is just so very hot today! What did you all do in the summertime? And they said they went straight out to the beach.

Right here we have … they said that this is the back two posts that show the end of Serrano Valley and the end of their property … [shows two posts similar to the first; one is standing and the other fallen down and broken].

They said past that is Sycamore Canyon, and when they went to the beach in the summertime, they went out this way … [shows westerly direction, along what is now Serrano Canyon Trail] … down to Sycamore Canyon … down through a draw down there … and then they turned left … [on what is now Sycamore Canyon Road] … and went down to the ocean, they said … Now you know what they said.

This here is some of what was left after a fire … [shows rusty scrap metal, rusty pipe, and old sink] … [Shows vista of mountains] … Beautiful countryside, is it not?

I was just asking, because it looks like there was a big fire here … Maybe most people that were here perished … I said, did they have any children that survived the fire? And the lady said: One child survived that ‘heat wave, heat wave’ thing.

So I said: I am very glad of that.

And she said: I’m very glad too.

There are some rocks farther down, in the stream bed … a very interesting, slate blue color, very pretty. I asked the lady what they are. And she said: They call them ‘manganese’.

I do not know if that word is used today, but I guess that is what they called it back then …

I thought maybe this might be one of the rocks they referred to as ‘manganese’ … [shows purplish, irregular rock about eight inches by four inches by three inches] …

There is the front gate again … [shows white pillar described above, and behind it a mountain range] … And resting next to the fence is this piece of machinery … [shows rusty farm machinery] … I am not too sure what that was … Oh, the gentleman just said it was a threshing machine … The gentleman, I guess, was her husband? … [listens for response] … Her neighbor next door … he said that.

[Shows concrete paving] … Well, I was just trying to clarify who I was talking to, on the astral airs, and the gentleman explained that they were their neighbors, and they are still alive, and they knew what happened at this place. And the son talked too.

So that is the story: They do not mind my saying that on the internet. I am [they said] just walking around talking to people …

Well so, I was just talking to them again. And it occurred to me they might have passed on, and might not know it. So I asked the gentleman: When was the last time you had something to eat?

And he said: Oh, five or six months ago.

And then the son said: Well, that’s quite a long time!

And I said: How about you? When was the last time you ate?

He said: Oh, five weeks ago or so.

Then there was a silence; and then the lady said: I tried to tell them that they was dead, but they wouldn’t listen to me.

So I said: Well, that’s fine. You can stay if you want to. It’s real beautiful here. And by the way, do you have your suitcase there? Is there a suitcase packed?

And they said: Yeah.

I said: Well, if you want to, you can go on.

They said: Oh, is it a long way?

I said: No. Not too far. All you have to do though … you have to turn around in the other direction.

The lady turned around. She said: Well, I’m ready!

And the man said: Well, I’ll go with you, honey!

And the son said: Well, I’ll stay here.

And the wife said: Well, that’s enough for me. I’m staying here till you’re ready to go. [laughs]

And the son said: Oh no, they won’t go until I go.

And I said: That’s fine. You could stay as long as you like.

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

Here is another ghost story I heard while on the Serrano Valley walk … Link: “Gad the Mormon Boy: An Apocryphal Ghost Story,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 24 July 2019; published on 7 November 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-eTu ..

These photos were taken on the same day … Link: “Serrano Canyon,” photos by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 24 July 2019; published on 23 December 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-fH9 ..

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Ghostly Reminiscences at the Navajo River, Colorado . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 1 September 2015; published on 6 September 2015; transcribed on 22 December 2018

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • On Speaking with Ghosts
    • On the Ghost of a Mormon Child Named Gad
    • The Story of the Ghostly Pioneer Couple Jasper Dunkins and Irene (‘Iris’) Kirkwell (Kirkwood) Dunkins, by Alice B. Clagett
    • Postlude
  • MORE INFORMATION

Dear Ones,

Here is a story about two ghostly folks I encountered at a fallen down cabin on the Navajo River. The first video is of the San Juan River, of which the Navajo River is a tributary. Juanita Cemetery is at Pagosa Springs, CO. This junction of County Rd 500 and Juanita Rd is otherwise only marked by the presence of the Navajo River Ranch …

There is an edited Summary after the video.

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

[short videoclip of a bend in the San Juan River, east of Arboles, in Southern Colorado]

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

I am out here at the junction of a dirt road, Route 500, which goes from the north edge of Navajo Lake, up the way, down this way to Pagosa Hot Springs. And then there is another road here, Route 551 [pans to intersecting, dirt road] that goes off, down this way … all the way to Dulce, New Mexico.

However, I started down that road, and then it went into Native American lands, and then it went down low, by the river, and my little car would not make it down that way. While I was down that way, I came across some early settlements that are now ghost towns.

Right now I am over here at the Juanita Cemetery. I stopped by here, and checked out all the names on the crosses, and like that, because of something that happened on the way down towards Dulce, which I will tell you about right now.

Image: “Trujillo Rd 4 – Flowers,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 September 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Trujillo Rd 4 – Flowers,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 September 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

I was going down along the river [looks left, while standing in front of the cemetery] … that side of the river, because the rivers come together at the junction. And I came across a couple of houses … I have pictures of them …

Image: “Trujillo Rd 14 – Ghost Town,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 September 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Trujillo Rd 14 – Ghost Town,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 September 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Trujillo Rd 15 – Ghost Town,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 September 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Trujillo Rd 15 – Ghost Town,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 September 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

… and I was just wondering about the history of the houses as I left. and I started to hear the voices of two people talking …

On Speaking with Ghosts. I will say that this does happen to me once in a while, but not very frequently, that I hear what you all call ‘ghosts’ … Some people call them ‘Earth-bound spirits’ … They might be very attached to being where they are. They are not quite ready to pass, when they pass on. Or in this case, they were taken by surprise. And so they just were not quite prepared for leaving.

And so people call them ‘Earth-bound’, but really, they are just hanging around their favorite places, trying to come to some conclusions before they move on, on the astral plane, to all the Soul learning that is available to them there, and also on the mental plane.

Sometimes I think that, if there is a sudden incident or upset on passing, there is an upset body elemental memory that stays, and can talk, and all that, but does not really know that it has passed on, and is waiting to resolve some Soul upset. You know?

That is what I call a ‘fractal’ … It is a memory; it is a kind of a part or energy of the great Soul that went on, but it is not really the Soul. It is a trauma energy, an audiovisual clip that remains, and continues to replay an upset scene …

Image: “Family Ties,” art by Tim Bruce, https://www.timbruce.com/uploads/1/4/5/1/14514964/7107016.jpg … Semitransparent images of family members around an old log cabin

On the Ghost of a Mormon Child Named Gad. You will recall, a year or so ago I went to a Mormon cemetery that is now on Native American lands. [Homol’ovi State Park in Arizona]

First, while I was walking, I ran into … I am not sure of the right name of it … It was like a Happy Hunting Ground, an afterworld …

A group of Native Americans who had passed on, passed by overhead, and were talking to me about the situation. There was among them someone pretty wise.

And so after that I went to the Mormon cemetery there. There had been a catastrophe at that settlement … a flood and famine. A lot of little children had died. Then there was a young child … about 8 years old, I think? … who passed on too.

His ghost, which still lingered, was upset about a number of things. His name was Gad. I asked him about it. He said his parents called him Gad because he asked so many questions, he reminded them of a gadfly. [laughs]

We chatted for a while. He was not really ready to leave yet, you know? Sometimes fractals, or ghosts, are ready to see the guardian angels and go to the Light, and sometimes they are not.

I figure, we just have to leave it in God’s hands. If we do our best to help them, and they are not ready yet, then we leave God in charge of that situation.

See also … Link: “Mosteenya – ‘Greensleeves’ – A Sprite Named ‘Gad’ – and Hopi Ancestral Spirits,” by Alice B. Clagett, 7 September 2014 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7lX ..

See also … Link: “Gad the Mormon Boy: An Apocryphal Ghost Story,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 24 July 2019; published on 7 November 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-eTu ..

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The Story of the Ghostly Pioneer Couple Jasper Dunkins and Irene (‘Iris’) Kirkwell (Kirkwood) Dunkins
by Alice B. Clagett
1 September 2018

And that is what happened to me again today. So, I will tell you the story that happened … I was leaving from this log cabin that was starting to fall down. At first I heard the voice of a country man. He called himself ‘Jasper’ … ‘Jasper Dunkins’.

And pretty soon his wife chimed in. He was not real clear about her name … I think her name was ‘Irene’, and he liked to call her ‘Iris’. She said that her last name was ‘Kirkwell’ before she was married, and that the family changed it from ‘Kirkwood’ to ‘Kirkwell’.

So I asked them what the story was: I asked them if they knew that they had passed on. And the gentleman, Jasper, said: Well, no. 

And I said: Well, when was the last time you had anything to eat?

And then I got that they both passed on right around the time they drank that sagebrush tea.

So I did try to help them turn to the Light … and turn to their guardian angels … for which you have to turn away from the scene of the log cabin that you so much love … and the river that they really loved … You have to turn away from that, and turn to the other plane, where the new Soul learning awaits you; where the bright Light shines, you know?

Irene seemed to take very much to the Angel Realm, but Jasper was not ready to leave. So she came back, to be with him.

And so I had some chatting with them. I heard from her that they were actually heading to California, but they stopped where they were. And I asked them whether they had any children.

And Jasper answered; he was pretty upset. Well, he said, Four passed on, but four made it.

And Irene said: That is because we couldn’t take them to the doctor … and something about whooping cough. [sighs]

It kept coming up, a couple of times, that their bodies were never found. And so I think this is the problem here: That they didn’t maybe get a decent burial.

That is why I stopped by this graveyard: To see if, maybe, there was a monument or stone or marker for them. And I didn’t see anything. [sighs]

So what I would ask is for those of you that are willing, just say a little prayer for all the Souls who are deceased, who have left their bodies … all our family and friends and all the people that went before us, in places that may not be marked by tombstones.

Maybe nobody ever found their body, and they did not get the kind of burial that we would hope that they would get, to help them release their own sadness and go on.

Let’s just say a little prayer once a day … once a week … or even once a month … for the dear, departed Souls, that they should find rest, and that they should find peace, and that they should find God.

We can pray, especially right now, for Jasper and Irene’s Souls, that they may find peace, and maybe a monument for them might be placed. Maybe I could come up with some marker …

And for their four children that passed on, that they should find peace too. And that those children who may still be alive, should hear this, and know this: That those two whose bodies were never found, passed on at the time that they had some sagebrush tea that had leaves all balled up, and apparently something a little wrong with it.

God bless them. God bless all that ever knew them.

And God bless you too, for your prayers and for your good intentions.

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Take care. Love you all. Bye bye.

Postlude

[short videoclip of the graveyard]

Image: “Trujillo Rd 16 – Graveyard,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 September 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Trujillo Rd 16 – Graveyard,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 September 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Trujillo Rd 18 – Graveyard,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 September 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Trujillo Rd 18 – Graveyard,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 September 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Trujillo Rd 13 – Church,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 September 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Trujillo Rd 13 – Church,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 September 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

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

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MORE INFORMATION

Link: “Blessing Our Ancestors and Helping Ghosts Move On,” by Alice B. Clagett, 14 March 2014, https://wp.me/p2Rkym-1wP ..

Link: “Halloween Special: Ghostly Hauntings, as Seen by the Intuitive,” by Alice B. Clagett,  26 October 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-aCt ..

Link: “Are Ghosts Wounded Body Elementals?” by Alice B. Clagett, 11 August, 2015 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-5au ..

Link: “Memory of the Moment of Passing of My Father’s Father,” a vision by Alice B. Clagett, 18 January 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-8ga ..

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