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Musical Collaboration: Chilao Picnic Area and the Music of Chris Zabriskie . compiled by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 31 March 2018; published on 23 April 2018; republished on 20 April 2020
Previous title: Chilao Picnic Area, Angeles National Forest
Full title: Musical Collaboration: Chilao Picnic Area and the Music of Chris Zabriskie . Imaged and Compiled by Alice B. Clagett
Location: Chilao Picnic Area, Angeles National Forest, California

  • A TREK TO CHILAO
  • VIDEO BY ALICE
    • Credits

Dear Ones,

A TREK TO CHILAO

Yesterday, in the early afternoon, I thought: It has been so long since I visited the Angeles Crest. Maybe I will go and walk there.

Yearnings of the heart are hard to countermand. Despite the lateness of the hour, I undertook the trek.

What wonderful days are these! Sunlight till nearly 7 pm! The air, bright with the scent of pine, struck through with the sharp trill of hidden, winged beings.

At the far end of the picnic grounds, a trail appeared. Old asphalt, littered with pine cones. Dust of trod pine needles snuffling upwards, into my exultant lungs.

What a fire went through here! What a swath of fallen timber. Long time now since that red wild carnage laid trunk upon blue black trunk, clogging the creek bed, crowding the trail sides, or stayed by their living brethren from that final fall.

Flowers! I thought … Flowers that follow the forest fire? Long time looking, but flowers there were none.

Only ochre rounds of stumps, beetle hieroglyphics scrawled on unbarked twigs, and memories, falling down into my heart, of that last phone call to my mother.

This video shows the scene, sans the story, but accompanied by the music of Chris Zabriskie. As there are no words, the Summary contains only the Credits …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Credits
Musical Collaboration: Chilao Picnic Area and the Music of Chris Zabriskie . Imaged and Compiled by Alice B. Clagett, CC BY-SA 4.0
Music: “Prelude No. 18” from the album “Preludes” by Chris Zabriskie, CC BY 4.0.
Chilao Picnic Area, Angeles National Forest, California
Filmed on 31 March 2019

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

The photos from the video are here … Link: “Chilao Picnic Area,” photos by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 31 March 2018; published on 23 April 2018; republished on 20 April 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-hDV ..

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The Tree Spirit That Lost Its Tree . a story by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 17 June 2020
Previously titled: Tree Spirit Without a Home

Dear Ones,

Yesterday an awful thing happened on my street. A huge pine tree two doors from where I live was cut down …

Link: “Giant Pine Tree,” by Alice B. Clagett, 21 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Link: “Giant Pine Tree,” by Alice B. Clagett, 21 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Last month I had two of my three jacaranda trees trimmed, and suffered greatly for it, as, being an empath, I felt the pain of the trimmed trees all night long …

Link: “Story of the Pruning of the Jacaranda Trees,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 20 May 2020; published on 24 May 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-iiE ..

I had read that trees scream when they are chopped down, and I definitely did not want to be home when that happened to the tree that was being cut down yesterday, so I went for a hike in the Santa Monica Mountains. When I got back, the deed was done, and the tree trimmers were packing up to go home …

Link: “Giant Pine Tree,” by Alice B. Clagett, 18 June 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0 … DESCRIPTION: This photo was taken the next day, when the largest parts of the lower tree were hauled off.

Link: “Giant Pine Tree,” by Alice B. Clagett, 18 June 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0 … DESCRIPTION: This photo was taken the next day, when the largest parts of the lower tree were hauled off.

My street has never looked so forlorn, so bare, so lacking in shade and beauty, so devoid of health-imparting oxygen. Trees are the wealth of a street and of the houses there, I feel. What happened yesterday has made our street poorest of the poor.

Life here will never be the same again, I thought when I woke up this morning. How can I forgive this awful crime? No, I cannot forgive it! Then I thought: But if I do not release my heart from anger, what will happen to me? Yet I could not bring myself to do so.

In the early morning hours, just after sunrise, I was visited again and again by a big astral being that I thought must be that of the man who ordered the tree to be cut down. I thought that because the being expressed what I had thought for some years to be the thoughts of the man in question. This being was maybe three feet high, and had a substance or heaviness to it; as well, it had an intellect, but the emotions of a small child.

I sternly said to the being: Go away! Go home! 

Each time I said that, it would feel upset and it would go off to the house of the man. But in a matter of seconds it would be back again.

Finally I thought I must have gotten it wrong. it was not the astral form of the man. Rather it was the spirit of the tree that had been cut down. The spirit of the tree was lost and bewildered. It did not know that its tree had been cut down. It was heartbroken when it found that out.

I said: You are welcome to be here with any of my trees. I went out into the backyard and showed it the trees. I said: Or you might like the trees across the street? Or maybe the trees in the field over there? 

The spirit of the cut tree went from place to place, exclaiming in joy over each discovery, After a little while, It found a young person nearby, who knows about the world of nature spirits.

That young person agreed to take the spirit of the tree in, and help heal it. She found out it had picked up many sad and angry thoughts from amongst those wafting round our street, and those thoughts were making it unhappy. To my great relief, the young woman helped the spirit of the tree release the negative emotions that were causing it trouble.

As you may know, the Devas of Earth offer guidance to the nature spirits that help grow and sustain the trees and all other beings on Earth. The healing event that happened today reminded me of the Devic Accord established in days of yore by the Devic Council so as to save their charges from harm by humans …

Link: “How Devas and Nature Spirits Help Us,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 12 July 2014; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7Rd ..

It reminded me how shocked the Devas are at the injury we humans do the nature spirits, by troubling those naturally joyful beings with our negative thoughts.

I was mulling this over when a Deva spoke to me. The Deva reminded me how I had asked my Ascension Team yesterday to do what it might to allow me to find a happy path in life. The Deva said that the tree spirits offer great power, on the astral plane, to the people living nearest them.

I feel it must be that they become attached to one such person. In this case, it must have been the man who ordered the tree to be cut down. That man had gained great power in the astral realm because of the giant tree that magnified his feeling world and broadcast it out into the neighborhood.

But I had been upset by the feelings of the man, and had never found happiness in my home. It seemed I must always defend my home from the angry, aggressive, disparaging thought forms of that man, which invaded my home all the time.

The Deva whispered: I have arranged this for you. Now you will be able to be happy.

I felt great relief, that there had been a good plan in place, and that this plan had brought about a happy ending for me, albeit through a course of dreadful sorrow the previous day.

It is true that the Devas are looking out for all the beings on Earth … us humans, as well as the trees and grasses, the gophers, coyote, rattlesnakes and circling hawks that utter such piercing cries.

If we but ask, they will bestow the blessings of a joyful, balance life upon us.

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

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Story of the Pruning of the Jacaranda Trees . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 20 May 2020; published on 24 May 2020

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • The Day the Jacaranda Trees Were Pruned
    • Psychic Pain Likely to Do With the Pain the Pruned Trees Felt
    • Major Upset of a Tree Spirit
    • Examination of Conscience
    • Draining of the Battery of the Tree Limb Grinding Machine
    • Battery Drains, Lightworkers, and Devas
    • Conclusion

Dear Ones,

Here is a video about the pruning of the jacaranda trees in my front yard, and troubles with tree spirits and battery drain. There is a Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

The Day the Jacaranda Trees Were Pruned

I have a story to tell you all about the pruning of the three jacaranda trees in my front yard. I got to thinking that they were a little too tall and sprawly, especially the one that sprawls next to the roof of my house, for the sake of fire prevention on the street. So I hired someone to prune two of them way down. They are very big trees.

And the littlest one, the one to the righthand side on the street, the man I hired decided not to prune at all, because it needed a head start in relation to the other trees, to grow up a little, compared to them.

Anyway, especially on the jacaranda tree next to the roof of the house there was some radical pruning to do on the limb that stretched over the house, and on other limbs as well; it was quite a huge tree.

After some tense moments, and some expert tree trimming, the job was done. The only thing that remained to be done was to come back with that machine that grinds up stumps and tree limbs, and finish grinding up maybe a third of the severed tree limbs that did not fit into the wagon brought by the man that was hired to do the grinding up on the day of the tree trimming. That contractor was supposed to come back the next day and finish up.

Psychic Pain Likely to Do With the Pain the Pruned Trees Felt

That night the most amazing thing happened: I could not sleep for the first half of the night because of a pain in my head. I had a pain all over my crown chakra; it is the very top of my head up here [points to top of head] … my crown chakra. And it would not go away. It was not a physical pain; it was a psychic pain.

Major Upset of a Tree Spirit

In addition to this pain I heard a tree spirit … a dryad … or maybe, considering how big the tree was, it might have been a deva of the forest. It was so upset with me … very upset.

It kept saying: You don’t love me. You don’t love me at all! You don’t love me more than anything.

And it went and hid in the forest of a few giant Canary Island pine trees in the backyard of the person who lives across the street. It would not come out. It could not be cajoled out.

Examination of Conscience

Well, I had a horrible time of it. I was feeling so guilty. And I could not rest.

It had been a very difficult day, being concerned about the trees, and being concerned about the spirits of the trees and the nature spirits, and about what would happen in my front yard after that. And then what would happen, happened that night!

I really love tree spirits, and I really love trees. I just could not come to terms with it. But finally, around 3 am the following morning, I fell asleep for a few hours. Then I went out and I promised the trees I would bring them extra water so they could grow back strong and fine … the two that had been cut.

I have been doing that ever since; I have been using grey water from the sink. The trees seemed to take heart finally, and they are sprouting new leaves for the second time. I think they are going to be all right.

But I would say there is still a standoff with the tree spirit. It has not been around much, but it is working very hard right now to make the trees come back to full bloom and full leaf for the summer.

It makes me wonder what is the right thing to do. In a fire-prone climate, what is the right thing to do, with regard to pruning trees in one’s yard?

Draining of the Battery of the Tree Limb Grinding Machine

There is more to tell. The first day after the pruning, the man who was supposed to do the scrunching up of the limbs that were left in the street did not come back. So I called and asked about it; and the next day, at the very end of the day, he came back.

He was standing around with the general contractor in the street, and nothing was happening. So finally I came out, and he said that the battery that ought to start the engine on his scrunching machine had unaccountably stopped. It had been working during the day, but at my place it stopped working.

Battery Drains, Lightworkers, and Devas

As you may know from reading my prior blogs, I am not a stranger to dead batteries. Batteries die on me unaccountably all the time, both in my camcorder, and in car, and just Lord knows where else … in my flashlights … especially at times when there are Light upgrades; and it looks like, at times when the devas are riled with me as well. [laughs]

So I had a new pair of jumper cables in my car trunk, and the two men were able to start the engine after they jumped the tree limb scrunching machine, and the job was completed.

Conclusion

That is the story of the ups and downs of trimming trees in Los Angeles.

Well, you all take care! Love you lots! You are the greatest; and you are getting through a tough time right now, in good spirits. God bless you all!

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

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Take-Down of a Woman by a Felon . a partly astral story by Alice B. Clagett

Excerpted and adapted on 13 April 2020 from a blog written on 24 February 2018; published on 28 February 2018

  • INTRODUCTION: A STORY BY ALICE ABOUT SUMMER IN DURANGO
  • THEMES IN THE LIVES OF FELONS THAT DETER REHABILITATION
  • TAKE-DOWN OF A WOMAN BY A FELON: A MODUS OPERANDI
  • CONCLUSION REGARDING THE FELON TAKE-DOWN

Dear Ones,

Here is an astral story about a felon MO (modus operandi) to do with injury to women, that I heard during my 2015 summer stay in Durango …

INTRODUCTION: A STORY BY ALICE ABOUT SUMMER IN DURANGO

There is another type of Take-Down that has to do with felons, and the type of life that a felon leads, especially after having been in prison. I base the below on an astral story I heard over several months in 2015 while spending summer vacation in Durango, Colorado.

I recall going into one of two convenience stores near my summer rental one afternoon. There was a cashier behind the counter … a man I had seen there before. Another man walked into the store; he had on his ankle a house-arrest bracelet of the sort that is issued as an alternative to incarceration.

This was the first such I had seen, although I had read about them. As I approached the cash register with my ice cream. I heard the cashier ask the other man where he got his anklet, and for what crime. Then he indicated he had one too.

I was quite shocked. Could it be that there were so many felons in Durango that store owners had no choice but to hire cashiers who wore house-arrest bracelets? I began to feel that Durango must be full of felons, and that is when I started to dream about the below astral story.

At the time it seemed the story was targeting me personally. As nothing happened on the physical plane to prove or disprove the astral story, my guess is that I personalized a feeling I encountered in the ‘astral airs’ of the Wild West, and that some other hapless woman … maybe in Durango, maybe elsewhere … must have been the intended target.

Here is the leadup to the story …

THEMES IN THE LIVES OF FELONS THAT DETER REHABILITATION

Oft-times, I feel, because of the rough things that happen in prison, a felon who comes out of prison will have a tendency towards sex work to make a few extra dollars … maybe to buy some drugs, or for whatever reason. So there are these two themes in the lives of felons: sex work and drug use.

On the clair plane, I also see these themes in the lives of felons: Quite frequently. M2M,  because most felons are men, and in prison, lots of times, rape must be going on. And so a habit of M2M, or a breakdown of a preference for the M2F types of relationships might occur.

What that leads to is misogyny … hatred of women. It surely cannot be that this is always the case. But in a felon  who is torqued to the Dark in other ways, I feel that it sometimes happens.

On getting out of prison, that person might be looking for women, to take their money and kill them. He might feel angry at the world. And men might be perceived as too powerful to act towards in anger; so women might be the target of that anger.

TAKE-DOWN OF A WOMAN BY A FELON: A MODUS OPERANDI

Perhaps when felons leave prison there is a psychological evaluation. The ‘psych eval’ indicates that something maladaptive is going on with the felon; and an attempt is being made to reintegrate them into the mainstream.

Thus on leaving prison, I hypothesize, the felon might have in hand a ‘psych eval’ of himself. He might take umbrage at this evaluation; even bitterly despise it as the thinking of a ‘normal’ person who is just not with it, a person who does not know how to work the system in the manner the felon adeptly does. That might be the felon’s line of thinking.

Thus when the felon targets a woman that he wants to take down … Say, to murder, and steal money from … he might assemble false evidence purporting that his own prison-release psychological evaluation is in fact that of the targeted woman. (In the case of my Durango astral story, that woman, it seemed, was me.)

In psychological terms, this maneuver is called ‘projection’, but in law-and-order terms, it is fraud. Along the same lines, the felon who is setting up a woman for the fall might purport that the woman herself is a sex worker with a drug habit; he may project the qualities of his own life onto her.

If this ploy works, this is a Take-Down, both physical and financial. The whole life of the woman is taken away. The identity is removed. Bad reputation is substituted for a good reputation. And of course, the property of the murdered woman is also stolen.

CONCLUSION REGARDING THE FELON TAKE-DOWN

So that is a form of Take-Down by the Dark. It is difficult because a person who wants to live a saintly life, and upon whom all kinds of aspersions are cast … who is held in the light of calumny and slander … needs to have a very strong faith and footing and belief in God, and hope, and charity towards fellow man, in order not to lose the Light of God within their own body of Light when they suspect they may be so targeted.

I can say from personal experience of the astral burden, that it is a difficult test. It is rather like Christ’s test, you know? Christ made it through his doubts in the Garden of Gethsemane, and to full faith in God, but not without having a doubt or two. I had my doubts as well.

Thank God the astral rumors never solidified into physical fact. I returned to Los Angeles shaken, but unscathed. That is better than what happened to Christ, for sure. Thank goodness he underwent that test for all our sakes.

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

The above is excerpted and adapted from Link: “The Take-Down,” by Alice B. Clagett, written on 24 February 2018; published on 28 February 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-8pF ..

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Four Friends from High School . a poem by Alice B. Clagett

Written in 2016; published on 1 January 2019; republished on 10 April 2020

  • FOUR FRIENDS FROM HIGH SCHOOL, a Poem by Alice B. Clagett

Dear Ones,

Here is a poem I wrote some years ago …

Image: “Surf at Dume Cove 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 2016, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Surf at Dume Cove 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 2016, CC BY-SA 4.0

FOUR FRIENDS FROM HIGH SCHOOL
A Poem by Alice B. Clagett
2016

This account is entirely fictional.

1.  Her dad owned all
. . .of Northern Virginia
. . .race horses
. . .meadowland
. . .down to the river

. . .His child
. . .first up
. . .teach asked
. . .first term
. . .What
. . .does your father do?

. . .Answers
. . .like ice
. . .like steel
. . .like winter sun
. . .spilled
. . .piled
. . .tumbled
. . .down the hall

. . .On a chill November day
. . .our grey haired
. . .spry eyed headmistress
. . .called us together
. . .and pronounced this
. . .doom:

. . .Our president
. . .was shot and killed today.

. . .I remember
. . .the stunned looks
. . .the sudden tears
. . .her similar
. . .expression

. . .. . . . .

2.  A down-to-earth laugh
. . .a penchant
. . .for science
. . .physical derring-do

. . .In senior year
. . .she planted a wild
. . .vegetable garden
. . .green. So green.
. . .hope filled twining
. . .near the brick building

. . .She married
. . .moved out West

. . .Retired
. . .left him for
. . .her personal trainer
. . .left him for
. . .her husband

. . .Now she’s leading
. . .oldster expeditions
. . .to the high mountains
. . .deep lakes
. . .swift running streams
. . .of that Fiery Land

Image: “Tree Trunk,” by Alice B. Clagett, 2016, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Tree Trunk,” by Alice B. Clagett, 2016, CC BY-SA 4.0

. . . . . . . .

3.  Her dad owned a chain
. . .of senior care homes in
. . .our nation’s
. . .capital

. . .One day
. . .she didn’t come to class

. . .Whispers
. . .. . .like air
. . .. . .from an open window

. . .Hearts
. . .. . .caught tight
. . .. . .. . .caged
. . .. . .trembling

. . .Might it be me?
. . .Could it happen to me?

. . .Some months later
. . .she reappeared

. . .It wasn’t so bad, she said.
. . .He wasn’t there.
. . .It was quiet.
. . .It was nice.

. . .Then she popped up
. . .in San Francisco
. . .married to
. . .. . .a head monk
. . .two-year-old toting
. . .. . .eyes like blue oceans

. . .Looking deep into
. . .almost beyond you
. . .she’d say with a laugh:
. . .No! I’m no longer crazy.

. . .. . . . .

4.  Her mom
. . .knew how to cook
. . .artichokes

. . .Her dad was mostly
. . .elsewhere
. . .This was the only
. . .elsewhere dad
. . .I’d ever un-encountered

. . .After college
. . .so the story went
. . .she bared her breasts
. . .on film
. . .at Woodstock
. . .then

. . .She joined a cult
. . .that believed sex was evil
. . .changed her name
. . .became the head nun
. . .had her records expunged
. . .at our high school

. . .As it turned out
. . .her dad was prestigious
. . .He could do
. . .that kind of thing
. . .for his beautiful daughter

Image: “Surf at Dume Cove 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 2016, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Surf at Dume Cove 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 2016, CC BY-SA 4.0

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

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Interspecies Communication: Lizard Talk . Bird Talk . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 31 March 2020; published on 1 April 2020
Previously titled: Lizard Talk . Bird Talk 

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
  • BIRD TALK DURING LIZARD FIGHT AT THE END OF THE VIDEO
  • PHOTO BY ALICE

Dear Ones,

Here is a video with a story about nonhuman telepathic input regarding territorial aggression, a feeling of the human and nonhuman reptilian mind of lizards. After the video is an edited Summary. After that (and not included in the video) is my interpretation of two birds talking on the physical plane during a lizard fight at the end of the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

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

Yesterday I was out in the backyard, cleaning off the edge of the backyard, behind the fence, where the black mustard was starting to grow up. Now is the time, right after the rains. I will admit, I was getting a little tired. When I get a little tired, the form of my interspecies communication … my telepathy with nonhumans … takes on a different tenor. My chakric energy sinks down, or changes a little bit, and my heart energy changes; that is the cause of it.

So I heard this telepathic chatter going on; it sounded like a little child speaking; but a very cold-hearted little child, very lacking in heart energy. The child said: If she dies, then we could move into her house, and we could live there.

I was thinking to myself: There are no children in this neighborhood that think things like that. I have heard talk of this tenor, off and on, all afternoon long. What could it possibly be?

I started taking the ladders and the tools back, and putting them in the toolshed and the places where they belonged. As I was walking up to the toolshed, I saw a lizard; not just one lizard, but another lizard … and another lizard, and another lizard, and another lizard … and a very small lizard that looks like it has had a mishap or two. And another lizard; this one was playing ‘top of the fence’.

And I thought: Oh, my gosh! I’ve been talking with the lizard children all day long!

[shows another lizard walking down the side of a garden wall] … Where are you going? Where are you going?

[Pans left, to smaller lizard doing pushups] Ohhh … going to talk to this lizard. [Smaller lizard skitters toward lizard walking down the side of the garden wall] … Uh oh, it is not a talk! [Pans right; the small lizard is half way up the garden wall, and the first lizard has disappeared.]

Nope, it was a lizard territorial fight. The lizard on the left was the one that won. And that is what it was talking about, when it talked about my house. They want to be the ones that have the territory and have the homes. They do not mind if another lizard bites the dust, as long as they can have that home for themselves.

[Shows big lizard chasing smaller lizard around and around.]

[End of video]

BIRD TALK DURING LIZARD FIGHT AT THE END OF THE VIDEO

The weirdest thing happened during this final videoclip; it seemed to me, on viewing it, that the songbirds in the soundtrack were commenting on what the lizards were doing. It seemed to me they were speaking English, but in a musical, flutelike voice with similar vowels to our way of speaking English, and similar emotive emphasis, but with less voicing of consonants.

Here, more or less, is what it sounded like the birds were saying …

First bird, assertively: Look at here! Dear, dear me, they are fight-ing here! …
Second bird, timidly: Dear me, what are they doing? …
First bird, assertively: They are fight-ing, they are fight-ing! Right? …
Second bird, timidly: Could that be?
First bird, assertively: Look, they are fighting each other. Oh my, dear me. Dear me! …
Second bird laughs gently, over and over again.
First bird, assertively: Look, dear, dear, dear, a fight here! …
[a pause, as the lizard in the foreground does pushups … then …]
Second bird, timidly: Fighting, fighting. Here, here, they are fighting!

PHOTO BY ALICE

Image: “Two Lizards,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 March 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Two Lizards,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 March 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

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

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Interspecies Communication: Who Was That Talking to Me? . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed and published on 31 March 2020
Previously titled: Who Was That Talking to Me?

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • Honeybee Talk, channeled by Alice B. Clagett, Soundtrack and Words

Dear Ones,

Here is a story about life in my backyard. There is an edited Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

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

I was outside in the backyard this afternoon, cleaning off the walls of the house and sweeping the walkway. I have a story to tell you about a being that I heard while I was out there.

First I would like to explain about the honeybees that are newly arrived in my backyard. It goes like this: Way over here … [shows wall on one side of the backyard] … in the side wall for my backyard, there is a hole in the cinder block. In the hole in the cinder block there is a hive of honeybees.

All day long, during the daylight hours, from that hole fly out a lazy line of honeybees that go all over the place. One of their favorite places is over by a rosemary bush on the other side of the yard. I will show you. [shows rosemary bush]

Here is the rosemary bush in bloom. You probably cannot see them, but there are honeybees just about everywhere here, flying around gathering nectar, I guess. After they gather nectar, they fly across this cement walk here [shows cement walk] to the edge of this water here [shows edge of water].

During the daylight hours, by the water there is always this line of honeybees drinking the water. Do you see them?

Image: “Honeybees,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 March 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Honeybees,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 March 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

They are around here on this side of the yard all the time. That is a very important thing to know for the rest of my story.

I was thinking I would sweep off these stairs here [shows patio stairs], and I did a little sweeping. Then I got to this flower bush here …

Image: “Yellow Flowers,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 March 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Yellow Flowers,” by Alice B. Clagett, 31 March 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

I thought: I will just lift this flower bush up and sweep underneath it. There are bound to be some leaves underneath of there. So I picked up the edge, and got ready to sweep underneath. And I heard the strangest sound in my left ear!

Something came flying up to my left ear and it said, in a kind of a mean voice … a kind of a hissing voice …

. . . . .

Honeybee Talk
Channeled by Alice B. Clagett
Soundtrack and Words
31 March 2020

 

What’s your name … Alice? You leave those flowers alone! Don’t you touch those flowers! Don’t you hurt those flowers!

. . . . .

I carefully put the flowers back down, and I said to myself: Who could that possibly have been? I have never run across a being like that before! What kind of a being could that be?

I started to put my broom away, and then I realized I had been talking to a bee! It is a first! It is my first conversation with a honeybee!

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

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The Uncle with Blue Eyes . a story by Alice B. Clagett

Compiled and published on 28 May 2018; republished on 29 March 2020

Dear Ones,

When Uncle Bowie married, Uncle John stepped forward as substitute godfather for my mom’s three young daughters.

Just in time, as we had been contemplating forlorn Saturdays, sans trips to town for ice cream sodas.

We were not too sure about Uncle John. For one thing, he had blue eyes. What could that mean?
Secondly, he had an old, black Mustang. And a jeep with no roof and no doors.

He spent his days ploughing, or riding a combine, sweat dripping from his eyeglasses.

He had a way with stray dogs, that worked equally well with children — a direct gaze and a serious mien, most especially when engaging us in ludicrous conversations.

At lunch one day in my grandmother’s kitchen, he sat on the bench, elbows on the oilclothed table, knife and fork in hand. Leftover mashed potatoes and canned peas were served.

“Do you know,” he asked, “the best way to eat these?”

Three pairs of eyes stared at him, across the table.

He piled mashed potatoes on the knife. Then arranged the peas in a line across the top of the potatoes.

Then ate one pea, and a little of the potatoes.

Three mouths dropped open.

My grandmother said, “John, stop that fooling around!”

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I Am of the Stars

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

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

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

Dear Ones,

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

I recall on my last visit home, for Thanksgiving 2014, I was staying with my uncle Frank Marbury Clagett, since deceased …

Link: “My Uncle Marbury and Me,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 27 February 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-gFq ..

I was there for Thanksgiving, and to visit around where I used to be in my childhood … where I had grown up, in the country near the small town of Upper Marlboro, Maryland, which is right close to Washington, D.C.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Link: “Trinity Episcopal Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 27 November 2014; published on 3 December 2014; republished on 30 October 2015 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7Ob ..

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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I Am of the Stars

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Compendium: My Childhood and Family, and Later Years . by Alice B. Clagett *

Compiled and published on 21 March 2020; republished on 29 March 2020

  • STORIES ABOUT MY CHILDHOOD AND FAMILY
  • HISTORY

Dear Ones,

Here are some of the stories about my childhood and my family. The links more to do with history are at the end of the list …

STORIES ABOUT MY CHILDHOOD AND FAMILY

Link: “About,” by Alice B. Clagett … https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com/about/ ..

Link: “My Mother’s Eyes,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 5 December 2016; published on 14 December 2016 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6zj ..

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

Link: “How My Dad Taught Me Courage under Fire,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 7 July 2016, revised 25 September 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-5Q7 ..

Link: “For Our Fathers,” a poem on war by Alice B. Clagett, published on 2 October 2014 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-2c9 ..

Link: “Colic,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 1 January 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-8eW ..

Link: “The Child Who Thought She Could Fly,” stories by Alice B. Clagett, written on 16 August 2015; published on 22 April 2016 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-5af ..

Link: “Catching Crabs on the Chesapeake Bay,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, published on 16 July 2013; Soundtrack and Summary added 29 June 2018  … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6AZ ..

Link: “Lucky Stones,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, published on 16 July 2013; revised on 29 June 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6AS ..

Link: “The Uncle with Blue Eyes,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, compiled and published on 28 May 2018; republished on 29 March 20200 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-haz ..

Link: “A Childhood Story: Picking Blackberries,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 5 October 2015 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-46y ..

Link: “Reuniting Soul Fragments,” stories by Alice B. Clagett, published on 22 April 2014; revised and republished on 5 January 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-8b2 … See the section: ALICE’S STORY ABOUT HER GRANDMOTHER (HER FATHER’S MOTHER)

Link: “My Father’s Father,” by Alice B. Clagett, compiled and published on 26 January 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-gaD ..

Link: “Memory of the Moment of Passing of My Father’s Father,” a vision by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 18 January 2018; revised on 14 September 2018, on 7 February 2019, and on 17 May 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-8ga ..

Link: “Zildjian Finger Cymbals for Clearing the Astral Air,” by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 22 May 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-8Im … See the section: STORIES BY ALICE: HIGH HOPES OF CRACKING A KOAN AT 16 YEARS OF AGE

Link: “‘The World Is Too Much with Us’, a poem by William Wordsworth . read by Alice B. Clagett, published on 17 March 2014; revised and republished on 19 February 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-8jp ..

Link: “Four Friends from High School,” a poem by Alice B. Clagett, written in 2016; published on 1 January 2019; republished on 10 April 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-hrm ..

Link: “Highlights of My Life: My Job at the CIA Long Ago,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 1 September 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-e6O ..

Link: “Thoughts on My Spiritual Name: Dharm Darshan Kaur Khalsa,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 3 October 2015; published on 7 October 2015; transcribed on 20 January 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-46S ..

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

Link: “Trinity Episcopal Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 27 November 2014; published on 3 December 2014; republished on 30 October 2015 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7Ob ..

Link: “Descent of Grace: Sanctuary from the Demon Realm at Trinity Episcopal Church,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, compiled and published on 21 March 2020; republished on 29 March 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-haq ..

Link: “Why Hast Thou Forsaken Me?” a song by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 4 December 2016; published on 5 December 2016 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6vp ..

Link: “My Uncle Marbury and Me,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 27 February 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-gFq ..

Link: “Turning of the Ages: The Series,” prayers by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 10 December 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-fxn ..

HISTORY

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

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

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

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

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My Uncle Marbury and Me . a story by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 27 February 2020

Dear Ones,

The funeral of my uncle Frank Marbury Clagett, whom I knew for longer than almost anyone still alive, was held on 22 February 2020 in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, where I was born and where he lived all his life. Here is his obituary …

Link: “Obituary for Frank Marbury Clagett,” by Gaschs Funeral Home … https://www.gaschs.com/obituary/Frank-Clagett ..

My uncle and I had some similarities in our work career and literary interests. He, like I, worked for the Central Intelligence Agency for a few years after graduating from college. In addition, he, like I, was a writer. Here are the highlights of my life …

Link: “About,” from Awakening with Planet Earth, by Alice B. Clagett … https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com/about/ ..

I will miss his sparkling wit. I expect everyone that knew him will agree there will never be anyone quite like him.

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

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My Father’s Father . by Alice B. Clagett

Compiled and published on 26 January 2020

Dear Ones,

Here is a photo (left) of my grandfather Royden Douglas Clagett, who passed on before I was born, and (right) of me at about 8 years of age. All my youth I wished I had known my father’s father, who had spent summers with my grandmother, my father, and my father’s six brothers on the farm across the road from my rural family home …

Image: My grandfather, Royden Douglas Clagett (3 September 1881 – 23 October 1937), who passed on before I was born, and me at about 8 years of age, compiled by Alice B. Clagett, 26 January 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: My grandfather, Royden Douglas Clagett (3 September 1881 – 23 October 1937), who passed on before I was born, and me at about 8 years of age, compiled by Alice B. Clagett, 26 January 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

I straightened out the photos for the composite photo. In the original, his head was bent a little to the left, and mine was bent a little to the right. From his photo, it looks to me as if he may have raised his right eyebrow a little more than the left eyebrow; while I raise the left a little more than the right.

There is something about our eyes and way of feeling in these two photos that strikes me as similar; I cannot quite peg it.

Although my grandfather and I never met, I feel a Soul kinship with him even today.

I have had several visions in which it seemed to me that I was my grandfather in an incarnation before this current one, after my incarnation as a little girl who passed on in a German concentration camp. In those startling visions, it was as if I were experiencing his male incarnation as my own. You can read about them here …

Link: “Tiny Anthologies: Incarnational Memories,” by Alice B. Clagett, compiled from prior blogs on 10 February 2019; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-bCE ..

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

The portion of this blog in blue font was excerpted to … Link: “Tiny Anthologies: Incarnational Memories,” by Alice B. Clagett, compiled from prior blogs on 10 February 2019; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-bCE ..

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Alice’s Perilous Tales: Cannibal Man . The Greater Oblation . by Alice B. Clagett *

Filmed on 19 January 2020; published on 23 January 2020
Previously titled: Offertory …
and … Alice’s Perilous Tales: The Greater Oblation

  • INTRODUCTION
  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SOUNDTRACK OF THE VIDEO
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • Introduction
    • Greater Oblation
    • Alice’s Perilous Tales: Cannibal Man
    • Light, a Poem by Alice B. Clagett
    • More on the Cannibal Man
      • Why I am Reticent
      • Psychic Powers of the Man: Mind Control
      • Psychic Powers of the Man: Omnipresence
      • Psychic Powers of the Man: ‘Rapping’
      • Psychic Powers of the Man: Ghostly Footsteps
      • Psychic Powers of the Man: Attacking Others With Psychic Energy
      • My Feeling About the Man’s Psychic Powers
    • How the Game Is Played: ‘Master Plan’ in Action
      • The Chill: Three Break-ins in Quick Succession in Los Angeles
      • The Cull: Riven from Friends and Acquaintances, and from Advocacy by Law Enforcement and Legal Counsel
      • The ‘Lock Down’: Censoring or ‘Squashing’ of Virtual Communications; Location Tracking; Stalking
    • How I Chilled Out
    • Postscript: Battery Drain and Help at Hand
    • Postscript: The Worst of Oblations

Dear Ones,

INTRODUCTION

Halfway down this blog page, beginning with the section “More on the Cannibal Man,” is a better explanation than priorly of my perilous encounters, in years past, with a negatively psychically gifted stranger I feared greatly at that time … although not so much today, thank goodness.

For some time I felt that he was a little like a vampire, or an antisocial person, who was somehow ‘sucking’ life force from the people he knew. My subconscious mind conceived that if they distanced themselves from him, he would arrange to have them murdered in a ceremony in which the blood of their still-beating hearts would be drunk by him and his wife. How graphic the subconscious mind can be! I am guessing this dreamtime image or AV chip or ‘Akashic record’ was my subconscious visualization of anger I felt as being projected from him at my leaving his circle of friends.

After the video there is the video Soundtrack and an edited Summary. The Summary is a good deal more complete than the video; in it are lots of references that might be useful, but not at all essential to reading the text  …

VIDEO BY ALICE
Erratum: For the word ‘Offertory’ throughout, please substitute the term ‘Greater Oblation’.

SOUNDTRACK OF THE VIDEO
Erratum: For the word ‘Offertory’ throughout, please substitute the term ‘Greater Oblation’.

 

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

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

Introduction

A lot is happening right now, now that the window has closed. The gateway in January has closed, and it must have left us with a lot of information that is slowly unfolding and unpackaging itself, and gifting itself to the world.

Greater Oblation

I was in church today. As often happens, issues that I have been unable to resolve will come up in church to present themselves to me, and then … especially around the time of the Holy Communion taking place … during what is termed the Greater Oblation, when the host and chalice are raised

Image: “Elevation of the Host, with vision of St. John of Matha,” painting by Juan Carreno de Miranda, 1666, from Wikimedia Commons, public domain. DESCRIPTION: “Fundación de la Orden de los Trinitarios / Mass of St John of Matha; The Foundation Mass of the Order of Trinitarians / La Messe de fondation de l’ordre des Trinitaires. It should be noted that the actual vision of St. John de Matha was of Christ and two captives not an angel as has been reflected at times erroneously in some works of art. See the Mosaic St. John de Matha had installed in Rome at St. Thomas in Formis for an account of the vision.”

Image: “Elevation of the Host, with vision of St. John of Matha,” painting by Juan Carreno de Miranda, 1666, from Wikimedia Commons, public domain. DESCRIPTION: “Fundación de la Orden de los Trinitarios / Mass of St John of Matha; The Foundation Mass of the Order of Trinitarians / La Messe de fondation de l’ordre des Trinitaires. It should be noted that the actual vision of St. John de Matha was of Christ and two captives not an angel as has been reflected at times erroneously in some works of art. See the Mosaic St. John de Matha had installed in Rome at St. Thomas in Formis for an account of the vision.”

… and then there is a hopeful moment when there might be a solution to this ongoing problem. Today was no exception. Today I remembered about a person … this is a Wild West story … whose notions seem so very unusual to me: He is a ‘Circle of One’ person

Link: “Ego 1: Circle of One . I Am the Only Ego in the World,” by Alice B. Clagett, published 15 August 2016; revised 7 July 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-623 ..

He is an antisocial personality …

Link: “Dealing with the Antisocial Personality (ASP) as Humankind Awakens,” by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 10 January 2017; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6Mm ..

According to the astral stories he is a cannibal. He is the leader of a group. He says that he has killed 700 people. I do not know; that might be a brag. I do not know; maybe he did.

Let’s see; what else? … I have spoken in terms of Soullessness in trying to explain the phenomenon that I am witnessing in the astral stories with regard to this putative person …

Link: “Syncretic Theory on the Antisocial Personality and the ‘Elementary’ (Black Soul or Dark Soul) . by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 9 November 2016; published on 12 November 2016; transcribed and revised on 4 March 2019. … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6nV ..

I have come up with a lot of things. One of them is the Physical Form Heresy, which you can see; it is one of my blogs …

Link: “The Physical Form Heresy,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 17 May 2017; revised on 11 October 2017 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7cY ..

And this is a story along the lines of the Physical Form Heresies: I do not know if I have mentioned this person believes that when someone leaves his group, his followers ought to catch the fleeing person. And then they all ought to kill and eat that person. He is a cannibal.

Cannibalism is not my cup of tea, and so I have attempted to resolve the astral stories I have heard about his penchant for cannibalism through art and song and poems …

Link: “Cannibal Man,” drawings by Alice B. Clagett, drawn and published on 25 January 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-gas ..

Link: “Cannibal Song: The 29-Flavor Barbecue . aka Ogreish Stew,” a poem by Alice B. Clagett, written on 2 May 2019; published on 2 May 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-cwW ..

Link: “Alikazam: A Song to Put a Cannibal to Sleep,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed and published on 20 March 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-bX3 ..

I have tried to come up with something. And I have been pretty successful as far as my own peace of mind is concerned. But just to put it to you bluntly, he believes that when people leave him, he and his group ought to eat that person so that they remain one with him forever. It is what you might call a ‘Black Communion’ (a ‘Black Magic Communion’). And oddly, this came up during the Greater Oblation and the offering of the body and blood of Christ as salvation for the people in the church today.

So this person believes in what I might term a ‘Black Communion’. And I was trying to think how to prevent future Black Communions on his part, because from my point of view, the point of being on Earth is to love and serve humankind; to bring Christ’s Light to the world, that kind of thing.

But he feels that a Black Communion and the Christian Communion are the same thing. He believes he is above right and wrong, and that each of these Communions is as ethical as the other. I was trying to counter that; I was trying to look at it from his point of view, and persuade him not to drink people’s blood. I think when you deal with a person who has those kinds of fixed ideas about reality … for whatever reason … you need to deal in terms of their own mental filters and mental constructs, and try to present something that makes sense to them from that point of view.

Too, this apparently is a person that I have priorly described in terms of catastrophic childhood experiences …

Link: “Primitive Experiences of Loss, the Antisocial Personality, and the Global Awakening,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 10 July 2015, revised on 11 October 2016 and 28 January 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6fC … Search the term: Astral Story of the Cannibal

… who set fire to the family house and burned up his mother and infant brother after his father had left. According to the story, there was nobody left after this act of arson; his mother was dead, her body scorched. He was sitting in a field with his mother’s body. He was hungry; he was only about 4 years old [in another rendition, 9 years old], and he tried eating a piece of his mother’s charred arm. That experience got him going in terms of cannibalism as ‘bringing back the mother’ … bringing back the maternal love … which is what he is practicing with his followers, according to the astral stories (which in this case are pretty much ‘out there’).

Once in a while I am ‘all over’ this catastrophic childhood story, and it came to me it could be he is one of those people who is born with a lot of rage inside, and who can express that rage through psychically starting spontaneous fires, a psychic ability termed ‘pyrokinesis’ … and that possibly his mother’s house might have burned down because he was in a fit of anger over being pushed out of her bed when he crawled into it for comfort because she was nursing that new child. And so he might have started that fire psychically … because he is extremely gifted, psychically, in a negative way … in a way of killing and so forth. He may have started that fire spontaneously as his first expression of that type of pyrotechnic gift (or curse, as the case may be).

That is neither here nor there. To get back to my attempts to persuade this person to give up cannibalism during Communion today: First I was trying to create reasonable doubt in his mental filter regarding the importance of eating his followers if they left the killing cult …

Link: “Community Health: Cults that Kill and Outlaw Gangs,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 7 December 2015; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-4pb ..

He said that their love would always be with him because he had eaten some part of them. So their individuality would always be with him throughout his life, and they would never actually have left. The first argument I tried was this: If he had let them leave in peace and happiness, then throughout their lives they would remember him lovingly … and that therefore their loving hearts would be with him throughout his life, rather than the fear and the upset and the anger they might feel … and which their ghostly forms might continue to express, on the astral plane, for quite some time … if he killed them and then ate their hearts.

So that was my first attempt. I will say it met with less than complete success.

As first the host and then the chalice of Christ’s blood were raised for our adoring eyes I kept thinking: What was the key? What was the answer? What would make the difference in that person’s life?

The thing that came through, just as the chalice was lowered, was to speak to him in physical terms … as in the examples that are given in the Heresy of Physical Form blog cited above, which mostly had to do with his ideas and his advice to his followers, according to the astral stories.

This new admonition has to do with the physical realm; physical fixes for spiritual issues: I suggested that, as he had ingested the flesh and the blood of a number of followers (I do not know how many followers), that he had within him … within his physical form … the DNA of these people; and that it was possible that the DNA of these people might hold the answer to the issue of another way of dealing with people leaving … that the DNA he had ingested might have that answer.

And he said he would talk to his wife about that. From that I gather that he has a wife; maybe the same wife for a long time, maybe a new wife … I do not know. So he is going to look for an answer in the DNA of the people that he has eaten; an answer to cannibalism, and a new way of dealing with the issue of people leaving his cult. At least that is what the astral airs provided today, at the sacred moment of the Greater Oblation at church.

Whether or not he has his answer, I have my answer. And that Christ’s example to us, through the sacrifice of His own life for his followers is a good thing for us to look at, as His followers. What can we do to help other people? Not: How can we end their lives; how can we make them our sacrifice? But: What sacrifices can we make for the people that we love and for whom we wish the best.

Alice’s Perilous Tales: Cannibal Man

And so, dear reader, to begin with this perilous tale of my own … the tale of my encounter with the Cannibal Man. Here are the facts as I found them; although facts they are, only in realms that surpass the understanding of most people …

My feeling is that people of the nature of the person I have been describing choose, for their lives, to stand above right and wrong … but to chose, for action in the world, what people consider to be wrong. Their choice is to consider right and wrong each equal possibilities for action in the world. And they choose what others choose to be wrong. They choose killing. They choose all kinds of criminal activities.

But the thing of it is, I feel: Here we are, living in the world … acting in the world. And we have to choose whether to act rightly or to act wrongly. From a practical point of view, if we act wrongly … if we break the law all the time … our tenure in physical form is likely to be brief. That is because the other people in the community will not like this; and they will take appropriate action against us.

So in a way, to act wrongly is wrong, even from the standpoint of that lofty point of view of Consequentialism, which that man holds …

Link: “The Karmic Consequences of Consequentialism,” by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 30 September 2016 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6cN ..

It is wrong because, if we value our physical body … which, clearly, he does … if we value staying alive … which, definitely, he does … then it will shorten the length of time that we can stay alive … and that is definitely wrong, I feel.

I heard him say to me once on the physical plane … if it be, in fact, the same person … he took me aside from the group that was walking. The prior night I had had a horrific dream about a man that goes out and kills people. I had had the same kind of dream every other night I had been in a physical locale where he was nearby.

So I had had this unfortunate dream about a man’s life being snuffed out, and a man standing by and laughing … gleeful, in fact, that it was happening. So I was upset on awakening. Early that morning. I was walking in a meditation garden, along with the rest of the people in his meditation group. He took me aside and said that he himself really enjoyed seeing people die. He said he enjoyed it because of the Light that rose up from them and went away. It looked pretty to him to see that Light leave.

Well the taking of a life, or the viewing of a murder, or the viewing of a death, takes only a moment. Death takes no more than the very last inhale and exhale, and then relaxation of the chest muscles … which looks, to our hopeful eyes, almost like another inhalation. That moment the Spirit departs, it may be beautiful to see that there is a Spirit, and that the Spirit lives on.

But the true beauty in human existence is the life that we live before that death. It is the moment-to-moment choice to continue to stay alive, and to continue to have an effect on the world that will live on after we pass.

Be that effect good or bad? Those are the choices that we have in life. And I choose good. I believe in self-sacrifice, and in taking good care of other people … and in promoting the common good in politics and in government worldwide. Not in the petty wants and dislikes of one mere cult which, for its livelihood, picks whatever it picks, whatever it is that allows it to stay alive, that being ‘beyond the sphere of good and evil’. It is evil, in my eyes, to act thus.

Light
A Poem by Alice B. Clagett
19 January 2020

Why not choose the good?
Why not choose the Light?
Why pick the Dark when we can be bright?
Let us stand in the Light with all our might
… super bright … despite
what anyone tells us.

You all take care. Love you lots.

What a talk, I would say … on and on!

More on the Cannibal Man

Why I am Reticent. I have talked about this person in prior blogs, here and there, helter skelter. I thought I would explain that I am pulling things together a little bit more in this video. But I am vague about the details, partly because almost all my information is from the astral plane, so I am not certain who it is that I am talking about. I am sure you will understand that.

Secondly, I have a concern about possible lawsuits … that I might be sued if I were to be specific about someone, whether or not it turns out that they are the person … whether or not it turns out that such a person exists.

So while I am being vague in a way, as to physical facts and physical people, I am nevertheless trying to explain a psychic phenomenon and an ongoing astral story that is really very interesting to people who are keen on the paranormal.

Psychic Powers of the Man: Mind Control. The person about whom I speak appears to have a number of considerably daunting psychic abilities. One of them is the power to mind control groups of people, especially his cult …

Link: “Uber Mind Control,” drawings by Alice B. Clagett, drawn and published on 24 August 20199 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-e4a ..

Psychic Powers of the Man: Omnipresence. Another is the ability to be ‘omnipresent’, as they say; or to bring his astral presence into the energy fields of any number of people, whether one by one or many at a time, I am not certain. It could be many at a time, especially if in the same locale …

Link: “The Spiritual Powers of Omniscience and Omnipresence on Earth Today: Things to Look Out For,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 15 April 2017 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-781 ..

Psychic Powers of the Man: ‘Rapping’. Let me see what else: I also experienced, for the interval of time that I was living fairly near the person that might be the one about whom I am speaking … and also at long distances from that person … a kind of astral ‘rapping’ sounds … very loud ‘rapping’ sounds, say, on motel roofs or in the floors of rooms above my motel room.

Once I tried making my motel room the top motel room, and lugging my suitcases up the stairs. Then I heard noises on the roof of the building! Let’s see what else …

Once I was sitting in a motel room far from this person, I thought, and I heard Wham! Bang! … banging on the door as if someone were furious and wanted to get into the room. I thought: Gee, it is too scary to open the door! You know? It was a second-floor door in the middle of the desert. I did not know anybody there. I had no idea what it was about. I sat up right away, and began to meditate, urgently asking that my timelines and dimensions be optimized, and asking my Ascension Team for protection.

Psychic Powers of the Man: Ghostly Footsteps. And then I thought I heard a bunch of people having a party in a room up above, stomping and carrying on, and a lot of noise. After things calmed down, I stopped meditating and went and looked; there was nobody at all in the room above!

In addition I remember staying in a particular place, in a small apartment, and day after day, in the middle of the night, I could hear someone shuffling up, through the garage next to the bedroom window where I slept. I could hear the footsteps slowly approaching the bedroom window.

The garage was full of dust, and was never opened up. I would look out into the garage the next morning, and there would be no footprints in the dust!

Link: “Wham Stomp Rap,” a couplet by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 23 January 2020; published on 24 January 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-gac ..

Psychic Powers of the Man: Attacking Others With Psychic Energy.  So here we have a couple of things: The ability to mind control a number of people; the power of ‘omnipresence’ … of being a lot of different places; these ‘rapping’ sounds and ‘banging’ sounds; sounds of people having riotous get-togethers in the room above me; sounds of footsteps … I do not know what that is called.

Let’s see what else:  The power to cast a certain kind of quark or psychic energy at other people and cause them to fall down onto the ground, maybe in a dead faint or with disoriented senses, maybe with a fatal heart attack; the power to throw energy at people and cause them to collapse onto the floor or against a wall.

My Feeling About the Man’s Psychic Powers. Pretty scary stuff, and negatively aspected, or so I feel. So I was dealing with my fear of all this, because fear of the unknown, for me, raises up an anxious state, a generalized anxiety state that is hard to shake.

Only through faith, only through prayer; through being with people who have good will towards us … These, I have found to be the things that help. That is my understanding of it.

How the Game Is Played: ‘Master Plan’ in Action

Here is just a little more by way of background information: I was frightened at all that was going on, out in the Wild West, and I thought that it might have had to do with being in that other place not where my home is, here in Los Angeles. And so when I became very frightened, I came back to my home.

The Chill: Three Break-ins in Quick Succession in Los Angeles. There in Los Angeles, three things happened in pretty quick succession: My home was broken into, my car was broken into, and my storage shed was broken into. From the latter my second set of keys was stolen; these included house keys, car keys, and post office box keys. Subsequently important mail failed to be delivered at my post office box. Some of the people of whom I was afraid apparently followed me to Los Angeles, and I felt frightened of them as well.

The Cull: Riven from Friends and Acquaintances, and from Advocacy by Law Enforcement and Legal Counsel. As well, according to the astral airs, a lawyer representing a member of the group from which I had fled contacted my local Los Angeles Police Department police station with slanderous allegations regarding me, placing a ‘road block’ against my efforts to speak with them about the trouble I was in. I inquired about this with LAPD, and came up negative; thus I thought that if interference existed in this realm, then perhaps it was astral rather than physical?

And then on the physical plane, three lawyers I had hired, in three different parts of the country, suddenly dropped me like a hot potato. I had to wonder if there were issues of blackmail or bribery, or allegations of false authority behind this. In the dreamtime realm, the astral airs thrilled along similar lines, to the effect that someone had contacted all the law firms in the San Fernando Valley, offering them a $5 retainer against possible legal actions I might hope to pursue against whoever paid for these retainers. Had the story about the retainers been true, then it might have been that I had no local recourse to legal counsel.

To top it off, according to the astral airs, the head of the West Los Angeles branch of the meditation group in question … (The group I am putatively thinking of is national, and perhaps international, in character) … a woman whose allure none can call in question, compromised a long-time male friend of mine with an act of seduction she proposed as a way for him to improve his love-making skills. Were this astral rumor to have proven true, it would have made it impossible for me to seek help from him because of the psychic bonds between him and the alluring woman.

These last are most likely apocryphal  instances of a technique known in confidence gamery as ‘the cull’; the victim or ‘patsy’ is riven from friendly relations and acquaintances, through slander, blackmail, bribery, and seduction, either of the patsy or of the patsy’s friends and acquaintances. In my case, it seemed I was riven as well from the advocate efforts of law enforcement and legal counsel.

All these things happened within not too long of a space of time.

The ‘Lock Down’: Censoring or ‘Squashing’ of Virtual Communications; Location Tracking; Stalking. In the following months, on the physical plane, my home apparently was walked into physically again and again. I would go out to run errands, then come home to find things missing. The burglar alarm acted oddly; when I reported this to the police, they characterized what was happening as ‘the perfect crime’.

Then it became clear, on the physical plane, that my websites had been hijacked; this jeopardized my email, which was open to hacking by the hijackers. It took about a year to establish my websites with a new hosting service, which then secured my email from hacking (insofar as that is possible).

In addition, I had a concern that my computer might have a remote ‘back door’; these are difficult to prevent, I feel, without random IP addresses provided by recent computer software improvements. I did what I could to close the ‘back doors’ by removing questionable programs.

It seemed my phone line might also have been compromised. To avert that, and in order to avail oneself of the phone during power outages, one needs to have a land line that is separate from one’s modem; this took three phone company visits and about a year to install.

It seemed my cell phone location was being tracked by ‘pingbacks’ while I was out. That brought up a concern about being stalked while hiking and shopping. I stopped carrying a cell phone while running errands; then later came up with a work-around.

As to the break-ins listed under ‘The Cull’ above, over time I took whatever actions were needed to remedy the situation.

Thus, little by little, over the course of a few years, I improved my personal security. In that way I was able to lift myself out of the ‘lock down’.

How I Chilled Out

Overall, in the course of the next few years, I found that I was less and less frightened of the people I thought might be involved … the people I thought to be in a killing cult in another locale. And that lessening of fear I feel had to do with them not being in the place where I was. I do not think they decided to stick around, near my house; that is my guess.

So in a way the lowering of my level of fear from that experienced during those years, some years ago, substantiates the notion I have that the paranormal experiences I have described had to do with a particular group of people in a different place.

As I have explained, there is no way in the world I can prove it. And frequently psychic intel proves wrong, and steers one in the wrong direction. It is of better service in understanding the overall quality of the subconscious mind, and how it influences what happens here on Earth.

So then today, you see … quite some years later … I am that much less frightened of the negatively aspected paranormal, and of groups and cults that reveal that heretofore mysterious element towards the bad, towards the evil, towards bad luck in my life, than I was in years past.

Today I am able to sit down and piece things together for you, my audience, in hopes that, should you come across this type of situation, you will be able to extract yourself from it more quickly than did I.

Postscript: Battery Drain and Help at Hand

I finished the video and went to start my car. With no prior warning, the battery was completely dead. Was this a causal event, or only a test of faith? How is one to know?

I felt my energy field: Luckily my heart energy was not negatively aspected, as had been the case during a battery failure two years prior …

Link: “The Shadow of the Personality and Shadow of the Group,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 24-31 October 2016; published on 1 November 2016 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6kJ ..

I noticed a strong energy in my crown chakra. What could be the cause? I was parked on the shoulder of a narrow country road, well past the town of Moorpark, California. To the right of my car was a field of citrus trees. To the left, across the road, was a row of giant eucalyptus trees, whose fragrant leaves blessed me as I opened the car door.

Despite the battery failure, I could feel blessings all around me. Could it be that Devas of the Forest … Devas of these eucalyptus trees … had blessed me with their protection as I made this film?

I saw there was a horse ranch beyond the row of trees. It was a big ranch, with many horses stabled in outdoor, roofed shelters there. Then I saw a woman with a carrot, just opposite my car; she was feeding the carrot to one of the horses.

I asked her if she might have a cell phone, and if she might be willing to call a tow truck to come to my rescue. Happily, she agreed. So despite my remote location, and my lack of a means of summoning aid, I found that help was right at hand … in fact, cheerfully so … and willingly brought about my timely rescue.

The Worst of Oblations

The term ‘Greater Oblation’ in this instance refers to the sacrifice of Christ on the cross and to the Christian Eucharistic service. In that service, there may be a ‘Lesser Oblation’ or ‘Offertory’ that takes place before the ‘Greater Oblation’ …

Link: “Oblation,” in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oblation ..

From the standpoint of the troubles dealt with in this blog, one might also, ‘tongue in cheek’, consider how very much lesser in value than these might be the ‘Black Communion’ or human sacrifice practiced by the cannibal man and his ilk. This misguided practice is, by my lights, not the ‘Greater Oblation’ or the ‘Lesser Oblation’, but rather the worst of oblations.

[Short video of cows in a field]

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

The poem “Light” above has been added to the 2u3d website.

See also … Link: “Compendium: Ensoulment, Soullessness, and Soul Evolution,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 28 August 2018; revised on 4 October 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-a4p ..

Image: “The Elevation of the Host,” by Jean Beraud, 1890s, in Wikimedia Commons, public domain.

Image: “The Elevation of the Host,” by Jean Beraud, 1890s, in Wikimedia Commons, public domai

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

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

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

Dear Ones,

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

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

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

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

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

DESCENT OF A RAVEN UPON A RED-TAILED HAWK

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

THE TERMINATOR DUDE THAT WALKED THROUGH THE WALL OF THE MEDITATION ROOM

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

THE DARK BEING THAT WAS CHASED AWAY BY THE OMM CHANT OF THE MEDITATION GROUP

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

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

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

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

PSYCHIC POWERS OF OMNIPRESENCE, MIND CONTROL AND PSYCHIC RAPE IN THE MEDITATION GROUP UBER LEADER

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

VIOLENCE ON THE ASTRAL PLANE AFTER I LEFT THE MEDITATION GROUP

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Trolls 2: The Troll Under the Bridge . channeled by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 13 August 2019; published on 6 January 2020
Location: Trippet Ranch, Topanga State Park, Santa Monica Mountains, Topanga, California

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Dear Ones,

This video is about a small troll I may have seen under a little bridge. I am not 100% on this one … Do you think it may be true?

There is an edited Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Hello, Dear Ones, This is Alice. I Am of the Stars.

I am here by this bridge …

Image: “Small Bridge at Trippet Ranch,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Small Bridge at Trippet Ranch,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

… and I did ask about trolls. It would be a larger troll here, if there were one. And then I did not hear anything at all. Then from a far distance I heard a gnome say, in that ‘gnome voice’ (which is hard to explain): Yes, there is a troll there.

First I was over here …

Image: “Small Bridge and Cinderblock Wall at Trippet Ranch,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Small Bridge and Cinderblock Wall at Trippet Ranch,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

… and I asked about the troll. I did not hear anything at all. In fact, there was remarkable silence. And then I saw something in the astral air come out from right about here … [zooms to bottom left of cinderblock wall].

It was about three feet tall and thin. It looked out towards me from right underneath the bridge there, and up in this direction … [zooms to near top left of cinderblock wall].  Its head was right about there … [zooms to row of cinderblocks second from the top of the wall].

Image: “Small Bridge and Troll by Cinderblock Wall at Trippet Ranch,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Small Bridge and Troll by Cinderblock Wall at Trippet Ranch,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Then I listened. The first thing I heard was the gnome, from a far distance, in an agitated voice, saying to me: There is nothing under the bridge, Alice! There is nothing under the bridge!

Then I did a timeline rollback and I heard a menacing voice … a little like the voice of Gollum in the Tolkien series. It was saying, over and over again [in a mean whispery voice]: Your life is worth nothing, little gnome! Your life is worth nothing, little gnome!

And over that, the protests of the gnome were just as I have said. So there is something under here … something pretty quiet … something not too friendly … something that really likes to lean against the underneath sides of things that look like bridges.

There is the bridge from another perspective …

Image: “Small Bridge and Road at Trippet Ranch,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Small Bridge and Road at Trippet Ranch,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

And you can see that it is in Trippet Ranch … [zooms in to brown park sign].

I wonder what kind of troll would be under a very large bridge. But hereabouts there are no large bridges that I know of.

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

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Trolls 1: A Baby Troll Under the Picnic Table? . channeled by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 13 August 2019; published on 6 January 2020
Location: Trippet Ranch, Topanga State Park, Santa Monica Mountains, Topanga, California

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Dear Ones, I have only half confidence in this troll tale; it might be true, from the perspective of nature spirit lore, or maybe not. What do you think?

There is an edited Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

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

I am over here at Trippet Ranch park. There is this big picnic area … [show 6 wooden picnic tables under oak trees]. I was thinking about brownies and gnomes, and I said: Is there anyone under those picnic tables? And I heard, in a tiny little voice, like that of a pixie or a faerie: There are trolls under those tables.

This was very upsetting to me. I know very little about trolls, and what little I do know is that they are likely to be found under bridges, not picnic tables.

So I had a feeling of disbelief. And at that moment the cute little voice disappeared. I guess it is trolls, because the voice said something like this first … It said: What are those? Oh, those are trolls!

So now I am wondering what will happen if I sit down at a picnic table and put my feet in the middle there. I mean, what do trolls do? Could it possibly be that there are trolls that small? I thought they were pretty big … maybe these are young trolls … [walks up to picnic table] …

Image: “Woodland Picnic Table 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Woodland Picnic Table 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

I advise caution when sitting at woodland picnic tables until we get this straightened out … [zooms to place under a picnic table].

Image: “Woodland Picnic Table 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Woodland Picnic Table 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

All right, further to the troll channeling, I heard, in a tiny little voice … and this is odd (I do not know this word): Vek would say they like to lean up against things. And there is something to lean up against … [hand gesture of disconcertedness, and a sigh].

Image: “Woodland Picnic Table 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Woodland Picnic Table 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

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I Am of the Stars

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The Hive, the Tribe, and the Astral Rascal: Are We the Borg, or Something Greater? . by Alice B. Clagett *

Written and published on 28 December 2019

  • ANIMAL ‘GROUP SOUL’ AND HUMAN INDIVIDUALIZED SOUL
  • THE BORG OF ‘STAR TREK’ and the ‘HIVE MIND’
  • ASCENSIONEERS ON HUMAN ‘MALWARE’
  • THE ELDER RACE: ANTAGONISTS OF THE ‘HIVE MIND’?
  • STORY OF A ZEN POET WHO SENSED THE UBIQUITOUS, VILE ODOR OF ANTS
  • THE UNTOWARD TERROR FELT BY THE ELDER RACE WITH REGARD TO ANTS
  • CONCLUSION
  • MORE INFORMATION

Dear Ones,

Here are thoughts on the hive mind of ants, bees, termites, and the social wasps; on the dictates of culture and tribe; on the biomechatronics of the astral plane known to Ascensioneers as astral ‘malware’ …

ANIMAL ‘GROUP SOUL’ AND HUMAN INDIVIDUALIZED SOUL

The School of Theosophy speaks of animal ‘group Souls’, which may lead the thoughtful mind to a line of inquiry regarding a ‘hive mind’ for each animal species …

Link: “Animal Group Souls . by Arthur E. Powell . with comments by Alice B. Clagett,” begun on 27 November 2013; published 13 December 2017 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-5U5 ..

For instance, although the School of Theosophy avers … and I agree … that almost all human beings have individualized Souls, it seems to me also clear that societal expectations … which because of early childhood socialization, in most cases rule our gut brains … are a remnant of the ‘group Soul’ of the apes from which we evolved. I place before you the postulate that bringing our subconscious ‘acting out’ of societal expectations to the forefront of our consciousness may be what leads to knowledge of God … the state we term ‘enlightenment’.

THE BORG OF ‘STAR TREK’ and the ‘HIVE MIND’

In the context of control and power over, Star Trek had quite a few episodes on the Borg, a space-traveling people who lived in a cube-shaped space ship (that would be beings who are, in slang terms, square ‘squared’) …

Link: “Borg,” in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Borg ..

Wikipedia calls the Borg a collective with a ‘hive mind’ …

Link: “Group mind (science fiction),” in WIkipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Group_mind_(science_fiction) ..

These beings were completely into the ‘hive mind’. They were ‘cyborgs’ …

Link: “Cyborg,” in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cyborg ..

… beings who were part human and part biomechatronic. The biomechatronic gizmos on and in their bodies were meant to enhance and extend their human senses, and to improve their clair abilities, including the ‘hive mind’ aspect and also their ability to mind control the hapless humans encountered by their cubical spaceship. As they said many times on the Star Trek episodes: Resistance is futile …

Video: “We are the Borg,” by Koralle, 20 May 2009 … https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AyenRCJ_4Ww ..

That must be about how a little child feels, in our culture, when its mother tells it to play nicely in the sandbox! It may be because of our early childhood learning from our parents that we relate so fully to the dilemma of the Borg incursors on Star Trek, I feel. At any rate, it ‘hit home’ for me because of that.

The interesting thing about the Borg is the way they look. Gizmos are stuck around and in their bodies, leaving very little visible of what we would term the human body  …

Image: A male member of the Borg, from Star Trek … http://redshirtsalwaysdie.com/files/2016/09/is-star-trek-3-under-threat-from-klingons-the-borg-410059.jpg ..

I am prompted to puzzle out whether what is termed ‘malware’ in the context of the Awakening consists of Borg-like inserts or implants in the subtle body known as our astral body, and in our etheric net, to do with societal expectations. For those with eyes to see, could it be that our cultural teachings, or tribal dictates, look like Borg biomechatronic devices?

ASCENSIONEERS ON HUMAN ‘MALWARE’

According to Ascension lore, what we term ‘malware’ or ‘implants’ are made, during the long Ages of Darkness, by negative astral beings who are far superior to us in technology. However, it is all done through the Divine plan to offer us humans free will choices, so that we may advance in Soul wisdom.

From the stance of the Lightworkers, then, malware and implants are something to be avoided, no matter how beautiful … even semisentient … they may be …

Link: “Light Sculptures That Look Like Semisentient Malware,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 24 November 2019; published on 25 November 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-f9C ..

THE ELDER RACE: ANTAGONISTS OF THE ‘HIVE MIND’?

Image: “Brachygastra mellifica,” by Alex Wild, at … https://www.alexanderwild.com/Professional/Public-Domain/ … public domain … DESCRIPTION: “Portrait of a Mexican Honey Wasp. San Antonio, Texas, USA.” This is a social wasp.

Image: “Brachygastra mellifica,” by Alex Wild, at … https://www.alexanderwild.com/Professional/Public-Domain/ … public domain … DESCRIPTION: “Portrait of a Mexican Honey Wasp. San Antonio, Texas, USA.” This is a social wasp.

From the astral realm, I have a tidbit on this topic: As you may know, the Elder Race of Earth, which are our Martian physical contingent, the Martian bacterial colonists of our ‘space stations’ … which are what Christianity terms the ‘temple of the Holy Spirit’ … which is to say, our physical bodies … these very extra-planetary denizens of our own gastrointestinal tracts regard the ant (a hive animal if ever there were one) with a degree of terror I, till now, have been unable to fathom.

Could it be, I wonder, if the hive animals of Earth … the ‘hive minds’ of Earth … the minds of the ants, the bees, the termites, the social wasps, and others of their kind … originated on a planet and among a people other than those intrepid Martian colonists of our beautiful water world? If so, I wonder, what planet would that be? As nearly as I can tell, this question is as yet unexplored by those whose interests range alongside my own.

STORY OF A ZEN POET WHO SENSED THE UBIQUITOUS, VILE ODOR OF ANTS

I have an acquaintance … a Zen poet who is well known here in the San Fernando Valley … who for a month undertook meditation on his tongue. Whether this was study was occasioned by intuition that the incoming currents of telepathy activate subtle nerve currents in the tongue … and by his determination to attain the state of ‘no thought’ … of peaceful mind … through stilling of the subtle currents of the tongue, I know not. Perhaps ’tis so; perhaps I range far afield.

I am reminded of chapter “III. Powers,” in the book “How to Know God: The Yoga Aphorisms of Patanjali” …

Citation: “How to Know God: The Yoga Aphorisms of Patanjali,” translated with a commentary by Swami Prabhavananda and Christopher Isherwood, copyright 1953, 1981 by The Vedanta Society of Southern California … See Chapter “III. Powers”

… and how the chapter outlines the benefits of meditating on various parts of and qualities of the human body. I do not see meditation on the tongue in there, though.

What my acquaintance found was that by meditating on the tongue he attained super-smell, or ‘clairscent’ (which is akin to, an perhaps one with the gift of super-taste or ‘clairgustance’). And what did he smell all around him, acutely and for the first time? He smelled ants.

When, on the astral plane, I found out about this, and also learned of his distaste for the odor of ants, I clairly asked him to allow me to clair-sense that odor as well, he did so. For a moment in time … a moment I shall always remember … I sensed the most revulsive of odors … that of formic acid … all around me.

THE UNTOWARD TERROR FELT BY THE ELDER RACE WITH REGARD TO ANTS

Image: “Gigantiops destructor – Head of Worker Ant,” by Alex Wild, at … https://www.alexanderwild.com/Professional/Public-Domain/ … public domain ,,, DESCRIPTION: “Gigantiops destructor, worker Peru, Tambopata: Puerto Maldonado 12.5984ºS 69.2179ºW 200m 30.vii.2016 A.L.Wild #ALW5709 UTIC 200780”

Image: “Gigantiops destructor – Head of Worker Ant,” by Alex Wild, at … https://www.alexanderwild.com/Professional/Public-Domain/ … public domain … DESCRIPTION: “Gigantiops destructor, worker Peru, Tambopata: Puerto Maldonado 12.5984ºS 69.2179ºW 200m 30.vii.2016 A.L.Wild #ALW5709 UTIC 200780”

Could it be that the Martian bacterial colonists of planet Earth also have clair gifts? Might they also have been repulsed by this vile odor? One can only imagine the discrepancy of size between a Martian … that marvel of microminiaturization, attesting as it does to the ingenuity of Martian scientists, who must have sensed the impending atmostpheric disaster there on their home planet … and the Earth ant.

How the ant must have towered over the Martian colonist, filling the air with that noxious formic acid smell! In size, the ant must have appeared like a vilely reeking, mobile, ill-intentioned mountain.

Worse still, these beings had ‘hive minds’, so that the discovery of one lone ant-that-was-like-a-mountain might mean a signal to swarms of ants from that hive devouring all the Martians at one locale.

In fact, I feel the threat of the hive mind of ants, bees, and termites might have led the microminiaturized Martian bioengineers … those laudable genetic engineers … to devise the plan of creating muticellular beings such as the mammals in whose gastrointestinal tracts they might hide.

For more on the Martians and ants, see …

Link: “On Martian Bacteria: Good Martians and Bad Martians,” channeled by Alice B. Clagett, published on 21 November 2016; revised on 9 July 2017 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6qW ..

CONCLUSION

It seems this blog has no conclusion; being as it is only the beginning of a conversation … that I hope will be undertaken by many … on the topic of the hive mind, societal expectations, and astral ‘malware’. I offer herein what I may from the stance of the School of Theosophy, the intuitive glimpses of the creators of the “Star Wars” episodes, and the history of the Martian bacterial colonists of Earth (whose perspective is billions of years senior to our own).

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

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MORE INFORMATION

Link: “Choosing Heart-Centric Reality Versus Control During Geostorms,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 27 October 2016; published on 28 October 2016; transcribed on 28 December 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6kt ..

Link: “Books on the Teachings of the School of Theosophy,” referrals by Alice B. Clagett, published on 24 May 2016, revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-5ja ..

Link: “Compendium of the Martian Archives: Bacterial Colonists of Earth,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 9 July 2017; last updated on 25 August 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7sz ..

Link: “Compendium: Interspecies Communication,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 2 February 2019; updated … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-bym ..

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Stories by Alice: A Place in the Sun . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 26 November 2019; published on 30 November 2019

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Dear Ones,

Here is a video about a chance to find a place in the Sun. There is an edited Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

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

I have a tree to show you … Here is a tree that fell down; a big old tree. Here are its roots … [shows roots] … Still there are some in the ground, I think.

The reason it fell down, I think, is that up here … [shows forest canopy above the roots of the tree] … there is really no sunlight to keep it strong and healthy. There is too much cover of other trees up there. So after awhile it weakened and fell down, it looks like.

Now let me show you what happened after that … Maybe its tree spirit told it to do that thing; told it to fall just this way … because when it did, it still had some roots in the ground, so it could draw up sustenance from the Earth.

And the crown of the tree fell down over here, see? … [Shows where crown of tree fell.] … Some of it is living. And above the crown of the tree there is an open space in the forest where the leaves can find sunlight after all.

So there is a chance that this tree will continue to thrive by relocating to a more sunlit place. Is not that something?

See, there is the beginning of it over there … [Shows length of fallen tree on the ground, and its upturned roots.]

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

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Dried Black Mustard . a story by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 15 November 2019; published on 23 November 2019

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Dear Ones,

Here is a story about surviving in the wilderness. The location is Upper Las Virgenes Canyon Open Space Preserve, Simi Hills, California.

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.

I have a story for you about survival in the wilderness, especially in a place where there are dried black mustard plants.

One time long ago I went for a hike with some long-term hiking buddies of mine in the tall mountains. It was getting on towards winter. It was kind of cold where we ended up, and the altitude was pretty high. I was really tired, because it had been a long hike. It was barren, and I did not have the right kind of clothes to keep warm from the chill wind that was blowing.

The other people were sitting and talking, and they did not pay much attention to it; but I was cold and shivering. And I saw dried black mustard plants, very close to these ones here …

Image: “Dried Black Mustard 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 15 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Dried Black Mustard 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 15 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

… just like that. And I thought: Well, anything is better than nothing. I will just go and sit right in the midst of those dried black mustard reeds. So I found a little opening that maybe a few rabbits had sat in, a little like that …

Image: “Dried Black Mustard 2: Little Opening,” by Alice B. Clagett, 15 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Dried Black Mustard 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 15 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

… and I went and sat there. The wind was blowing pretty briskly. But what I found was that I was warm all of a sudden, because so many black mustard stems apparently cut the wind hither and thither, until almost no wind whatsoever reached me.

Image: “Dried Black Mustard 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 15 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

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Now you know what to do when there is no shelter at all in a stiff wind, except for dried black mustard plants.

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Saturnians: The Series, Part 2 . channeled by Alice B. Clagett and others

Filmed on 10 and 11 November 2019; published on 13 November 2019

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • Soundtrack
    • Introduction
    • Saturnian Versus Human Energy Field Color Patterns
    • Are Spiritual Adepts Mirroring Saturnian Color Patterns?
    • Saturnian Disregard of Gender in Human Experiments
    • Posited Saturnian Affinity with Color of Antisocial Personality Hearts
    • Saturnian Work with Human Social Issues: Catholicism Versus Mass Media
    • Saturnian Experiments: Wisdom Versus Compassion
    • Saturnian Experiments on Lightworkers During the 2012 Shift
    • Interspecies Communication Through Hearing the NASA Sounds of the Planets
    • Saturnian Experiment: Astral Yoking of Spiritual Adept to Person with Compassionate Heart
    • New Saturnian Experiment to Promote Human Compassion: Predicted Outcomes
    • Saturnian Influence on Scientific Experiments and Medical Operations
    • Storeis by Alice Story: The Case of the Two Psychologists
    • On Negotiating with the Saturnians: Threat of Violence as a Bargaining Chip for Social Betterment?
      • Urban Legend About a Portable Atomic Bomb Threat for the Betterment of Humankind
    • Astral Story: The Case of the Saints Consigned to Hell
    • A Saturnian Concern: That ‘Rat-a-Tat’ Thing
    • Conclusion
    • Saturn Photo in Video
    • Self Portraits in Video: Saturnian Culture

Dear Ones,

Here is a lengthy video on the Saturnians without the usual visuals. An edited Summary follows the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Soundtrack

 

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

We are still chatting … into the small hours of the night … with some Saturnians.

Saturnian Versus Human Energy Field Color Patterns

Some people were discussing the Saturnians’ energy field with them. The thing of it is, their energy field is from about green to about purple, and then it proceeds into the ultraviolet range, which for us is beyond the physical frame (and within it). But as far as the yellow, the orange, and the red are concerned, they do not have that in the energy field of their beingness.

So when they associate with a human … say, a human that loves wisdom … say a yogi that is a jnana [knowledge] yoga practitioner, you will find an energy overlay that emphasizes chakras seventh and sixth. And the shade of green for the heart chakra changes from the normal color to a different color.

Then below that you will find a ‘washing out’ of the colors of the human form. We talked to them, earlier today, about that, and they understood. They said that for them it feels better, and they thought that we would be better if their energy field, which looks so beautiful to them, were to be more transferred onto our energy field. They thought that we would be ‘fixed’, or ‘better’, or made more whole through that.

We explained that the human energy field … in order to function appropriately … needs to have more energy, and a different kind of green, in the heart; and that the bottom part of the energy field needs to be filled in too.

The Saturnians understood that; and I think we will see a change in that in future. So there is that.

Are Spiritual Adepts Mirroring Saturnian Color Patterns?

That energy shift about which we were talking with the Saturnians might have something to do with the pictures that I have drawn of people who are spiritual adepts who have mostly third-eye point energy. And then there is a disconnect at the heart that leads to separate functioning of the lower triangle … the ‘gut brain’. Once these repairs of the energy are washed over and made to be rebalanced by the Saturnians for people all over Earth, we may find much less of that dysfunctional energy array that used to be characteristic of so many spiritual adepts ..

Drawing by Alice: “The Atlantean Paradigm and the Belt,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 April 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: Outline of a man, with a blue circle around his head, and a yellow circle around his lower abdomen. The blue circle is labeled: ‘The Head – Conscious Thought Flow’. The yellow circle is labeled: ‘The Gut Brain – Unconscious Thought Flow … Chakras 1, 2 and 3 negative … Death-War-Survival, Sex-Lust, and Power Over-Male Competition. Legend: “Belts interfere with the axiatonal lines of the body. They scythe through the EMF field with a horizontal cincture, an inch-high elliptical barrier of repressed negative feelings due to the physical discomfort caused by the belt. It is the need to wear the belt so as to avoid social censure that causes the feeling of discomfort to be repressed. In the Body of Light, this looks like a compaction or darkness, a ‘density’. In the song of the body, it sounds sharp, off-key, discordant. Thus it creates physical illness.”

Drawing by Alice: “The Atlantean Paradigm and the Belt,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 April 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: Outline of a man, with a blue circle around his head, and a yellow circle around his lower abdomen. The blue circle is labeled: ‘The Head – Conscious Thought Flow’. The yellow circle is labeled: ‘The Gut Brain – Unconscious Thought Flow … Chakras 1, 2 and 3 negative … Death-War-Survival, Sex-Lust, and Power Over-Male Competition.

Legend: “Belts interfere with the axiatonal lines of the body. They scythe through the EMF field with a horizontal cincture, an inch-high elliptical barrier of repressed negative feelings due to the physical discomfort caused by the belt. It is the need to wear the belt so as to avoid social censure that causes the feeling of discomfort to be repressed. In the Body of Light, this looks like a compaction or darkness, a ‘density’. In the song of the body, it sounds sharp, off-key, discordant. Thus it creates physical illness.”

I am looking forward to that; I am sure you are too. It should lead to a fuller, more joyful life for all those who practice the pursuit of wisdom and knowledge as a means of Enlightenment on Earth.

Saturnian Disregard of Gender in Human Experiments

I have noted disregard by the Saturnians of gender in their design of human experiments. Possibly this is because it seems there is no gender dimorphism amongst Saturnians … It appears they are hermaphrodites that reproduce through cloning. That might mean they have both male and female qualities within one individual. Because of this, they might not be familiar with the electromagnetic variations amongst male-female, male-male, and female-female sexual bondings.

I have noticed their casual reassignment of experimental astral yoking from one category to the next over the course of an experiment. To a human experimental subject, this may feel like a sudden, inexplicable attraction to a person of an unaccustomed gender. Or they may feel that they have been forced into a mesalliance.

As well, amongst human spiritual groups that tend toward Saturnian color patterning, I have noticed energies of patriarchal domination, male homosexuality, marriage of male homosexuals to ‘housekeeping’ women, repression of the sex drives of the wives or else its redirection to a female partner, and often, no sexual reproduction. As well, I have noticed In such spiritual groups clusters of intersex individuals, cross-dressing individuals, and transgender women. 

My thought is that these patterns … which I have repeatedly observed in such spiritual groups, may speak to the Saturnian experience of life.

For instance, it could be that the Saturnians, though capable of hermaphroditic reproduction, might in the main experience a quality of living that we humans would characterize as male. Perhaps near the end of their lives, as the ‘simmering’ feeling starts, they may suddenly experience an unaccustomed female quality. If it were true that their experience of femininity was fleetingly confined to end of life, then they would likely place greater value on human males than on human females, because of their own cultural outlook. It is possible, as well, that the Saturnian ‘mannish’ outlook might have, in part, spurred humankind to the experience of the Atlantean Age.

If the Saturnians conceive of themselves as each person being both genders at once, then that would explain the presence in such groups of clusters of intersex individuals, cross-dressing individuals, and transgender women.

Posited Saturnian Affinity with Color of Antisocial Personality Hearts

There has been a proposal that the heart chakra would be like the basal chakra for the Saturnians and that the color of the heart chakra of the antisocial personality … of which there are many on Earth … may more closely resemble the color of what would be the basal chakra for the Saturnians.

It could be that there was a Saturnian affinity of color for the heart chakra of the antisocial personality, because of that.

Saturnian Work with Human Social Issues: Catholicism Versus Mass Media

Here is another instance of cultural disparity or discrepancy, between the Saturnians and Earth beings: There are antisocial elements, amongst earthlings. This is an atypical pattern of the heart chakra, amongst earthlings. The color green is different from that of the heart chakra of the compassionate person

Image: Shades of Green … https://images.template.net/wp-content/uploads/2016/04/20071038/green-pantone-color-chart.jpg … COMMENT: In this image, I would pick the vibrant green color PM3 361, near the center of the display, as healthy color for the human heart chakra. I would pick PMS 385 (bottom right) as a less healthy color for the human heart chakra. That is just my thought about it. Others may know better than I.

There is a story, on the astral plane, about an antisocial person who was in favor because of his Soul learning; he was looked upon well by the Saturnians, who granted him great power in the world. Not the kind of power where people know about it, but the kind of power where the astral airs thrill with that power, and convey it to different sorts of beings on Earth.

The jinn were under his command for a while, in creating the HIV pandemic worldwide. Among humankind, leaders of governments and people placed in high positions in religions and local governments … wherever there was power, that person had influence on the astral airs … in the astral realms … because the Saturnians supported his energy wash.

His energy was mainly third eye-point. The heart chakra was sometimes very bright, and sometimes very dim. And the energies of the lower part of the body were dysfunctional for a number of reasons. But those lower parts of the body … those colors … are not important to the Saturnians. So they disregarded the fact that those shifts of colors there caused that person to engage in violent sexual activities. That meant nothing to them.

They concentrated on the great Soul learning the person had, in terms of knowledge and wisdom. Because of that … according to this astral story … this urban legend … he had great power in the world.

One of the mental filters that he had, had to do with the Catholic Church, which is a huge power across the world. My own attitude towards the Catholic Church is that it emphasizes peace and loving kindness amongst peoples; and honors women and children; and tries to uplift the poor and make sure that everyone has a roof over their heads, and work, and so forth; that everyone has better living standards … That is just my understanding of the Catholic Church.

But this person had a very different idea about the Catholic Church. He felt that it promoted wars in many countries in the world. I had never heard this; it was the exact opposite of my idea about Catholicism.

This person had great influence over the movie industry; he was very in favor of the movie industry and the mass media as ways to transform the world, and to uplift people’s knowledge and wisdom and understanding about things … especially about the foibles of human behavior, and the unreal nature of the Duality play on Earth.

These are themes that have been appearing lately in movies; so that part is a true thing, as far as my Awareness timeline is concerned: There have been quite a few movies along those lines recently.

Anyway, the urban legend went, that this person promoted mass media for that reason. And my understanding of the mass media these days is pretty much the exact opposite: Sometime, I feel, it is used for great good, and for peace and love and understanding in the world. But to my mind, most mass media have a very destructive effect on the human psyche: Increasing violence and drug use and many bad things, all across the world.

Like the Catholic Church, the mass media are reaching out to many countries across the world. So the question is: Which is true? Which is better? The Saturnians picked that person; and I picked the opposite.

Unless the Saturnians agree with us, and work together with us for our vision of life on Earth, it is much more difficult, and it takes much longer. So I have pointed out, on the psychic plane, my own point of view in that regard. I hope that it will now be taken into consideration.

Here in the world of Duality … as mass media have been emphasizing recently … for example, in the movie “Good Omens” …

Link: “Good Omens,” 2019, starring David Tennant and Michael Sheen … https://www.imdb.com/title/tt1869454/ .. 

Here in the world of Duality … as the mass media have been emphasizing recently, there is always a play of Light and Dark. We are never without the play of Light and Dark. So one may expect of all the great institutions of Earth … whether government; or religion … whatever the religion; in the economic sphere … in the stock markets and the banks; in the corporations; and in countries … the governments of all the countries of Earth; and also in the great power held by the mass media, there will be both Dark and Light. It is the nature of the Dual realm.

So we are working with all of it, to uplift all of it, I feel. There is no use taking sides and pointing fingers in that manner. That is not conducive of world peace, I feel. It is the product of a mental filter and a mental outlook. it is the thought of one individual, rather than the thought of all the people … all the humankind on Earth.

It is my hope that in future the Saturnians will stand back, in a more ‘hands off’ manner, so that the course of free will may flow freely all over Earth, and the noospheres of Earth. We will see how that does! Maybe it will improve our chances for Soul evolution.

Saturnian Experiments: Wisdom Versus Compassion

The Saturnians like to perform experiments. The reason they perform experiments is that they are interested in the pursuit of knowledge and the accumulation of knowledge. And the experiments they perform, as scientists, on other groups of beings, are not always the types of experiments that we sanction through the Nuremberg Code, the international code.

Here are the ten points of the Nuremberg Code …

  1. “The voluntary consent of the human subject is absolutely essential.
  2. “The experiment should be such as to yield fruitful results for the good of society, unprocurable by other methods or means of study, and not random and unnecessary in nature.
  3. “The experiment should be so designed and based on the results of animal experimentation and a knowledge of the natural history of the disease or other problem under study that the anticipated results will justify the performance of the experiment.
  4. “The experiment should be so conducted as to avoid all unnecessary physical and mental suffering and injury.
  5. “No experiment should be conducted where there is an a priori reason to believe that death or disabling injury will occur; except, perhaps, in those experiments where the experimental physicians also serve as subjects.
  6. “The degree of risk to be taken should never exceed that determined by the humanitarian importance of the problem to be solved by the experiment.
  7. “Proper preparations should be made and adequate facilities provided to protect the experimental subject against even remote possibilities of injury, disability, or death.
  8. “The experiment should be conducted only by scientifically qualified persons. The highest degree of skill and care should be required through all stages of the experiment of those who conduct or engage in the experiment.
  9. “During the course of the experiment the human subject should be at liberty to bring the experiment to an end if he has reached the physical or mental state where continuation of the experiment seems to him to be impossible.
  10. “During the course of the experiment the scientist in charge must be prepared to terminate the experiment at any stage, if he has probable cause to believe, in the exercise of the good faith, superior skill and careful judgment required of him that a continuation of the experiment is likely to result in injury, disability, or death to the experimental subject.”

–from Link: “Nuremberg Code,” in Wikipedia, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nuremberg_Code … Text is available under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike License.

First, unless a human being objects, the Saturnians perform the experiment, instead of asking first. They will just assume that it is ok, because of the way that their culture is, with the emphasis on accumulation of knowledge.

The value of compassion that we have as a human culture is not something that they are strong on or keen on. So the experiments that they do on other sets of beings to further knowledge are not marked by compassion.

And so, here on Earth, some experiments have taken place with the help of what we call antisocial personalities, whose heart chakras, I am positing, may have a green shade of energy that is pleasing to the beings of Saturn, the Saturnians.

So you will see, through their influence, experiments on small groups of human children that may result in the children being euthanized afterwards; the purpose typically being to improve the human race through the direction of a master group of beings that are more wise.

This is a plan that would have worked well for the Saturnians on their planet. This planet Earth is a free will planet, and the colors of the energy fields of humankind and other sentient mammals on this planet make it not as likely a successful manner of proceeding as on Saturn, I feel. That is my feeling about it.

That is because the nature of Earth is that of a water world. If you listen to the NASA recordings about the sound of Earth, you will get the difference in tenor and tone of the cultures … not cultures but ‘spirits’ of the two planets … very different!

Video: “ScienceCasts: The Sound of Earthsong,” by ScienceAtNASA, 27 September 2012 … https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MkTL2Ug6llE … COMMENT: Water energy

Video: “Earth Song Sound NASA Recording,” by Clark Human, 10 September 2012 … https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPj2geUxyhs … COMMENT: Heart energy

Video: “The Sounds of Earth’s Magnetic Drum in Space,: by NASA Video, 12 February 2019 … https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cF30YoHA1v4 … COMMENT: Earth’s heartbeat

Video: “The Eerie Sounds of Saturn,” by SpaceRip, 10 May 2010 … https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sh2-P8hG5-E ..

Interspecies Communication Through Hearing the NASA Sounds of the Planets

I intuitively feel that if we listen to the recording by NASA of the sounds of Saturn … and if we do so in a meditative state … we will begin to get a deeper understanding of the Saturnian values and culture, and of the people themselves. In fact, listening to the NASA recordings of the sounds of the planets of our Solar System might be a good way for our people to get in touch with the peoples of all the planets of our Solar System …

Video: “Sounds of All Planets,” by IsGoldTV, 7 March 2017 … https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d0IiPb0gm0w ..

Saturnian Experiments on Lightworkers During the 2012 Shift

Lightworkers may recall that, at the time of the great Shift on Earth in the year 2012, there were groups of beings that had formed scientific experimental groups, and wanted to experiment on the Lightworkers. They assumed that it was all right to do these experiments. There were those amongst the Elohim … or perhaps the Council of Nine … that had allowed that.

When I, as a Lightworker, objected to members of the Ascension team that was assigned to me doing these experiments, they ceased to do them. My guess is that the groups in question were scientists amongst the Saturnians; and their desire to do those experiments was motivated by their appreciation of wisdom and knowledge.

Saturnian Experiment: Astral Yoking of Spiritual Adept to Person with Compassionate Heart

Speaking a little more about Saturnian experiments with humankind in order to increase humans’ level of knowledge and wisdom, and in accordance with the Saturnians’ cultural understanding that those are very important attributes, another method that the Saturnians devised to do this, was the yoking of a spiritual adept with well-developed psychic abilities, but unnoticed (to the Saturnians) injuries in the lower triangle, to a person whose heart chakra expressed compassion … the notion being that then the ‘wash-through’, the psychic cording of the Spiritual Adept to the Lightworker or Saint that expressed compassion, would change the color coding of the energy field of the compassionate person, so that it resembled more the color pattern of the energy field of the Saturnians.

This is, in fact, something that happened to me in the early 2000s, and continued on until about 2016. And then, off and on since then, it has cropped up, but not consistently so. Thus I can attest to the result for me, as a compassionate person and Lightworker, was the diminution and dimming of my heart chakra, especially after the year 2016, and the contamination of my lower triangle with the malware of the Spiritual Adept to whom I was yoked or corded.

The cording happens through a member of the negative astral entity group that is assigned to the Spiritual Adept and the compassionate person by the Saturnians.

There have been talks; and since those talks yesterday an understanding was reached. One of the ramifications of the understanding between the Saturnians and the compassionate-heart human beings representing Christed and Buddhic consciousness … as of last night, and continuing on into today, and, we hope, on into the distant future … the Saturnians have de-yoked the spiritual adept – compassionate heart pairs of people that had been linked together or chained together through, say, a demon or devil (as they usually term it) in a profane astral romantic relationship … what we Lightworkers call ‘astral rape’.

All that seems to have stopped as of last night and today. I will keep my fingers crossed for all of us, that we may go on our way with free will and with commitment to the good of the All, here on this water world we call Earth, our home.

New Saturnian Experiment to Promote Human Compassion: Predicted Outcomes

I think now that the Saturnians have accepted that the shade of green that characterizes the heart chakra of antisocial personalities is less useful of a color green for humankind, than the typical color green that includes the emotion of compassion, we may find that less power is in the hands of antisocial personalities worldwide.

This would be a good thing, because the power of the Controllers would be dimmed, here on Earth, and free will would be more accentuated. And it would be much less likely that there would be murders and deaths through violence, and wars, and so forth. I think the raising of children would be more compassionate as well. So these are all very positive outcomes for us human beings, deriving from the tentative decision of the Saturnians to promote, in humankind, the color green that includes the emotion of compassion.

Saturnian Influence on Scientific Experiments and Medical Operations

We may also see less scientific experiments that exclude compassion, and less permissiveness of life-shortening Western medical operations that derive their guiding light from the Saturnian prior understanding that that color green is more appropriate than the color green that includes compassion … because that cultural tendency of the Saturnians leads them to allow Western medical operations that are not really warranted … that are, say, based on a false diagnosis of cancer; or based on a desire to shorten a patient’s colon for the sake of receiving money from the government for Obamacare.

The iatrogenic fatalities … doctor-caused fatalities … the very high rate right now, I feel will be greatly reduced, because the Saturnians will no longer, through cultural bias, be siding with the mental decisions of con artists and gangland bosses and people who have no compassion and are in power.

In other words, an experiment will be made by the Saturnians, whose influence is felt in waves of years of sets of eleven … through the relative lightness of the atmosphere of Earth during Solar Minimums, which occur roughly every eleven years.

In future, at those times we will see improvements in the figures for doctor-related mortalities for patients, because there is no longer a push or a drive or a shove or a thought or a hint that gives the doctors those ideas; or that misplaces data regarding patients, so that the tests show positive, when in fact they are negative; or they are the tests for the wrong people, and so forth.

If you see what I mean? … There is a wide-ranging, beneficial effect that is about to flood through Earth because of this tentative, changed understanding of the Saturnians as to how they may help our race evolve.

Stories by Alice: The Case of the Two Psychologists 

I could provide a case in point; I will try to do so in such a manner that no one is put on the spot. In recent years there was a case of two psychologists. One had a tendency towards crime gang endeavors … towards confidence games and so forth … and apparently, in fact, did not have a psychologist’s degree. That person was assuming that degree under false pretenses. And that person had the color green in their heart that is preferred by the Saturnians, and had also a great deal of Soul learning of a type that is accumulated by the Saturnians, and that resonates as true with that planet (and also here on Earth, but to a much lesser degree).

Then there was another psychologist who had developed a compassionate heart, and so was on a path toward Enlightenment, according to what humankind considers a strong value … like Buddhic or Christlike consciousness.

The first psychologist wanted something bad to happen to the second psychologist, so that the first psychologist could have, as a patient, a person marked as a ‘pigeon’ by a crime gang; and because this person … this ‘pigeon’ … was frequenting both psychologists.

What happened was that. through the influence of the Saturnians, five wrong diagnoses of cancer were made with regard to the second psychologist … this is how the story goes … so that more and more of that second psychologist’s internal organs were removed, until that psychologist was on the point of death, and was no longer able to practice.

At that point, mind control was used to remove that psychologist from the geographic region of the ‘pigeon’ so that … in a roundabout way … the wishes of the first psychologist who … though in a way antisocial or criminal in tendency, according to human cultural values, was closer in line to the Saturnian ideal for cultural values. Do you see what I am aiming at? Whether or not this story is true, it still represents the issues that come up, in interspecies relations, even within this Solar System.

Talking it through, and speaking in a manner that reflects respect for the cultural values of the other species is paramount to successful outcomes for humankind, and for the other species, I feel.

On Negotiating with the Saturnians: Threat of Violence as a Bargaining Chip for Social Betterment?

There is another case of a thought process that represents a conflict between the Saturnian and the human cultures. This has to do with left-brain thinking, I feel, in this case; or strong third-eye point thinking. The concept of quicker progress for humankind; higher living standards for everybody; more sharing of the wealth; perhaps better education, better jobs, and so forth; the idea of utopia on Earth.

Urban Legend About a Portable Atomic Bomb Threat for the Betterment of Humankind. The thought that I heard on the astral plane some years ago … probably merely a thought process, but nevertheless very instructive, was that there was a type of portable … transportable by one person … atomic bomb that weighed only about a hundred pounds, that had been manufactured to the south of us, in another country, and that cost $50,000. According to the story, five of these had been made. They could only be detonated by a person manually. So that person who had $50,000 to put into the project, and wanted to use portable atomic bomb as a negotiating chip in negotiating for better living standards for all humankind … or for humankind in that area … would need to be willing to sacrifice their own life if, in fact, the bargaining failed.

The person that was thinking over this concept, felt about the scenario as if it were a game … like a chess game, or a football game, or a soccer game. They felt about it, that the military authorities in the place where this putative device was, would be willing to negotiate for the greatest possible good outcome that this person so greatly desired.

I, however, through heart’s compassion, cannot but feel the great ill that might be done humankind if things went wrong in such a scenario. For instance, there might be many people who experienced sudden, catastrophic death, and carried that Awareness on to the astral plane after passing on.

There might be a long war effort after that, through which many women and children … as well as soldiers in battle … would suffer because of the depredations caused by war. So my heart went out to the people on this putative timeline where negotiations failed.

But in order to influence a situation like that, we need to think in terms of the Saturnian values. We need to think things through in a very unemotional way … a logical way … because their desire is to evolve humankind.

So my thought was to explain to the person … who was like an intermediary, a dreamer dreaming the Saturnian dream and hoping to speed things along, here on Earth … to introduce the notion that the military in a country might as easily decide to engage in a pinpoint strike on the person who is offering their life as a sacrifice, by being the person that would push the button on the portable bomb.

Then that area of the country would be inundated with nuclear fallout; so the whole region would suffer. Now for the person in question … who is dreaming the dream … that might be his very own geographic location. In his subconscious mind he might be thinking: We need more land for myself and the people in my group. We need more land, and this would be a way to obtain it.

If he were to be thinking that in his subconscious mind, then knowing that there would be fallout all over that area would be a way for him to cease thinking that.

And knowing that method would fail … in a very logical, discompassionate way, would be a way to help convince the Saturnians not to undertake that scenario.

From a multitemporal point of view, that particular timeline … that catastrophic, apocalyptic timeline … might be merged with the more compassionate timelines that are happening on Earth now that she has arisen.

So, winning all ‘round in that way, by mirroring the cultural values of other sentient species in our Solar System.

Astral Story: The Case of the Saints Consigned to Hell

I have another instance of Saturnian intervention in human affairs prior to the understanding about the optimal shades of green of the heart chakra of the human being. There was an instance where there was a group leader … long years ago, according to the urban astral legends … There was a group leader, long years ago, who sought knowledge and wisdom, much in the way that the Saturnians do.

And so there was a resonance of the higher energy fields of the human, with the lower energy fields of the Saturnians. Interestingly enough, this leader and a group of people that surrounded him, long years ago, all had dysfunctional, disease-prone lower triangles. They had imperfections in the body of Light of the colors of yellow and orange and red (beneath the heart). However, these were not noticed by the Saturnians; as I have mentioned priorly, these were not considered valuable or important by the Saturnians, whose energy fields do not extend into that type of color range.

So the Saturnians did not know that the work in the world of the wisdom-prone leader and group would be influenced by those colors in a way that is not optimal for humankind. And so the Saturnians aligned with them. Their intention in doing that … as they felt that they expressed the highest good for humankind … was to allow them to have power over other humans that they felt would not have that beneficial effect on humankind.

One of the forms of knowledge that they imparted to that group of people was this: They noticed that the leader and his followers … after passing on from physical form, and into astral form … would find themselves in great suffering, great agony, in the hellworlds.

To alleviate this unfortunate consequence … which had to do with the imperfections in the lower chakras burning off … they suggested that the living members of the group should curse people with compassionate hearts, so that they had demonic incursions into their energy fields … the idea being that a reasonable, wise accord might be effected with the members of the demon realm that were torturing the deceased members of the group … by offering the members of the demon realm the compassionate hearts of saints and mystics and Lightworkers and Pathfinders and Wayshowers and people of that sort.

So this was knowledge imparted through the Saturnians to the human beings whose energy field was not perfectly optimal in the range of the lower triangle. The knowledge of the Saturnians is far greater, and their wisdom far more advanced, than that of people of Earth. Thus for a long time there was that Soul ascendancy of Soul-wounded, imbalanced energy fields due to the teachings of the Saturnians.

Now, I believe, the understanding has been reached that the change in the wash of the colors of the lower energy field can be effected (greatly through Saturnian intervention) and that will then flow down into the lower triangle, and heal the people that have this trouble of wanting world domination and power over others, and to curse and taint and obsess with demonic presence the lives of saints and Lightworkers and compassionate hearts worldwide.

So this is very good news. A long story!

A Saturnian Concern: That ‘Rat-a-Tat’ Thing

Here is another story about the Saturnians. I heard them say something, from far off, in a plaintive way just now … They used the phrase V—- D— … It means something like ‘vicious human being’: V—- D— will do that ‘rat-a-tat’ thing for no reason at all, all the time.

They are talking about the antisocial personality, but they do not have the sensitivity to go deep into the densities … the colors … here on Earth. So they do not know that the trouble has to do with the chakras of the lower triangle. They do not observe the colors or the sounds of the colors yellow, orange and red. And that is where the ‘rat-a-tat’ happens from; that is where the killing occurs from.

So I explained that, when the color green of the heart chakra is optimal, then ‘rat-a-tat’ does not occur. And I think that will be sufficient for them, because their stores of wisdom are very great, and their understanding of things is so great, that just a brief explanation of that sort will completely change our interspecies relations.

And so we will have less prevalence of antisocial personality if they are able to make changes in the shade of green for our heart chakra; that will improve the functionality of the astral bridge that connects the lower mind (the Lower Mental Body) with the higher mind (the Higher Mental Body).

And so we will have the whole human being being, functioning in such a way that he or she is capable of having loving family relationships and nurturing the young. I also feel that, for the breadwinner in the family, the optimum shade of green will allow sustained economic endeavor that keeps a roof over the family’s head, and keeps food on the table, and does not result in discord in family life.

This will be great!

Conclusion

Well, blessings all. It has been a long night. I hope this will suffice for the near future.

Saturn Photo in Video

Image: “Saturn and rings as viewed by the Cassini spacecraft,” by NASA/JPL-Caltech/Space Science Institute, 28 October 2016, in Wikimedia Commons, from … http://photojournal.jpl.nasa.gov/jpeg/PIA20517.jpg … public domain … DESCRIPTION: “PIA20517: Peeking over Saturn’s Shoulder No Earth-based telescope could ever capture a view quite like this. Earth-based views can only show Saturn’s daylit side, from within about 25 degrees of Saturn’s equatorial plane. A spacecraft in orbit, like Cassini, can capture stunning scenes that would be impossible from our home planet. This view looks toward the sunlit side of the rings from about 25 degrees (if Saturn is dominant in image) above the ring plane. The image was taken in violet light with the Cassini spacecraft wide-angle camera on Oct. 28, 2016. The view was obtained at a distance of approximately 810,000 miles (1.3 million kilometers) from Saturn. Image scale is 50 miles (80 kilometers) per pixel. The Cassini mission is a cooperative project of NASA, ESA (the European Space Agency) and the Italian Space Agency. The Jet Propulsion Laboratory, a division of the California Institute of Technology in Pasadena, manages the mission for NASA’s Science Mission Directorate, Washington. The Cassini orbiter and its two onboard cameras were designed, developed and assembled at JPL. The imaging operations center is based at the Space Science Institute in Boulder, Colorado. For more information about the Cassini-Huygens mission visit http://saturn.jpl.nasa.gov and search: Cassini … The Cassini imaging team homepage is at http://ciclops.org

Image: “Saturn and rings as viewed by the Cassini spacecraft,” by NASA/JPL-Caltech/Space Science Institute, 28 October 2016, in Wikimedia Commons, from … http://photojournal.jpl.nasa.gov/jpeg/PIA20517.jpg … public domain …

DESCRIPTION: “PIA20517: Peeking over Saturn’s Shoulder No Earth-based telescope could ever capture a view quite like this. Earth-based views can only show Saturn’s daylit side, from within about 25 degrees of Saturn’s equatorial plane. A spacecraft in orbit, like Cassini, can capture stunning scenes that would be impossible from our home planet. This view looks toward the sunlit side of the rings from about 25 degrees (if Saturn is dominant in image) above the ring plane. The image was taken in violet light with the Cassini spacecraft wide-angle camera on Oct. 28, 2016. The view was obtained at a distance of approximately 810,000 miles (1.3 million kilometers) from Saturn. Image scale is 50 miles (80 kilometers) per pixel. The Cassini mission is a cooperative project of NASA, ESA (the European Space Agency) and the Italian Space Agency. The Jet Propulsion Laboratory, a division of the California Institute of Technology in Pasadena, manages the mission for NASA’s Science Mission Directorate, Washington. The Cassini orbiter and its two onboard cameras were designed, developed and assembled at JPL. The imaging operations center is based at the Space Science Institute in Boulder, Colorado. For more information about the Cassini-Huygens mission visit http://saturn.jpl.nasa.gov and search: Cassini … The Cassini imaging team homepage is at http://ciclops.org

Self Portraits in Video: Saturnian Culture

Image: “Saturnian Culture 1,” self-portrait by Alice B. Clagett, who is of Arcturian and Siriun lineage, 10 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0 … DESCRIPTION: Self-portrait with stern, serious look and purple skin.

Image: “Saturnian Culture 1,” self-portrait by Alice B. Clagett, who is of Arcturian and Siriun lineage, 10 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0 …

DESCRIPTION: Self-portrait with stern, serious look and purple skin.

Image: “Saturnian Culture 2,” self-portrait by Alice B. Clagett, who is of Arcturian and Siriun lineage, 10 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0 … DESCRIPTION: Self-portrait with stern, serious look and green skin.

Image: “Saturnian Culture 2,” self-portrait by Alice B. Clagett, who is of Arcturian and Siriun lineage, 10 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0 …

DESCRIPTION: Self-portrait with stern, serious look and green skin.

[End of video]

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

See also … Link: “Saturnians: The Series,” channeled by Alice B. Clagett and others, compiled on 1 April 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-hfG ..

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Saturnians: The Series, Part 1 . channeled by Alice B. Clagett and others

Filmed on 10 November 2019; published on 12 November 2019

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • Soundtrack
    • Introduction
    • The Saturnian Home World
    • Saturnian Procreation
      • That Catacomb Feeling
    • Interspecies Communication
    • Cosmic Rays
    • How Might We Best Channel Messages from the Saturnians to Humankind?
      • Alice’s Stories: How the Heart’s Sylph Can Unite the Voices of the Congregation as One Harmonic.
    • Conclusion
    • Saturn Photo in Video
    • Self Portraits in Video: Saturnian Culture

Dear Ones,

Here is a lengthy video on the Saturnians without the usual visuals. An edited Summary follows the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Soundtrack

 

Introduction

I have a series of channelings regarding the Saturnians for you; they are with sound but without the usual type of pictures. A number of people were involved in the channeling. And then the Saturnians also were involved.

The people that were involved in the channeling … and I as well … have this sentiment with regard to it: It seems that it is information that has not been channeled before … or if it has, that the records of the channeling have been lost, or have been kept secret, as mysteries of various faiths.

So we who channeled this information are not sure how it ought to be held. We do not know the degree of veracity or purity of the channeling. But we thought it best to let people know about it anyway. Of course, it is quite possible that, in the near or distant future, many more pure channelings may take place with regard to the Saturnians.

But here, for what it is worth, is what we have learned this night, and this day, regarding the Saturnians. We all hope it will be of help in uplifting humankind.

God bless you all and keep you, in love and Light and joy and peace.

The Saturnian Home World

Ok, this is quite a bit of intel here. It has to do with the Saturnians. Various people were channeling and listening to the answers from the Saturnians. It goes like this … I hope I can remember it all …

We asked about their home world Saturn, and where they lived on it. They said, under the rim. There is a ring, and just inside the rim of the ring, on the side of the rim in the direction of the planet, is where they live. I do not know if the ring spins around or not, but they say they stay in the same place relative to the planet, on the underside of the rim of the ring.

So that is what I have heard: Inside of the rim is where they like to live. There is a constant humming sound there, and they love that humming sound. They live by sound; they love sound.

I asked about a moon; I think there is a moon also of Saturn. And they said it goes crossways across the ring every once in a while. (1) And when it does there is a noise that seems ‘horrid’ to them. The last time the noise happened, the words were ‘all hell broke loose’ … or something that reminds me of that term.

Various people were asking whether they had days and nights there. The answer, they said, was ‘yes’. The time is different from Earth time, though. For instance, they quoted me a month for gestation of a child. Then we asked if it was the same in our days and nights, and they said ‘no’, it was a year for us.

[This channeling about time on Saturn and on Earth needs clarification, I feel. I have read that a year on Saturn lasts 29 Earth years. Dividing 29 by 12, I arrive at 2.4 Earth years in a Saturnian month. There is a chance that they may mean something different by the word ‘month’ than the division of a year by 12. It may be difficult for them to pin down the meaning of the word because of the short duration of Saturnian days. A day on Saturn lasts only 10 and a half hours; thus, I have read, there are about 24.5 thousand Saturnian ‘days’ in each of their years; by my calculation, that would be about 2040 days in a Saturnian month.]

Saturnian Procreation

Then someone asked the manner of having children. The Saturnians said that one person … one Saturnian … divides, and then the baby comes into being between the two halves. They said: First we get a ‘simmering’ feeling. And then we get a ‘catacomb’ feeling. And then is when we divide.

That Catacomb Feeling. This is my intuitive notion about their term ‘that catacomb feeling’: I get the feeling that there is something very dark… a dark, round space. And within it is something precious or sacred … something that is bound for resurrection. So the darkness protects the resurrecting being. And the natural physical symbol of that, I understood to be like the California walnut tree, which has a walnut shell that is first green, and then dark and then gets hard. The walnut shell surrounds the walnut hull that protects the walnut meat, which is destined to become a new walnut tree.

And so the being that was the Saturnian opens and divides into two … unlike the walnut, which is just one spherical thing. This Saturnian being becomes two. But the inside of the hull is a round, dark space that protects the resurrecting being, just as the walnut tree resurrects through the walnut.

So the being itself that was, may be pouring its resurrecting energy into the walnut, and the outside may be becoming less and less full of vital energy … do you not know? … as it becomes less and less important to protect that which is being born within.

And then they said there was a round baby in between. This is the time … the year of gestation that happens. And then after that, they said … after about a month … now I do not know if it is our month or their month … [or what the duration of the ‘month’ truly is, by Earth standards] … they started to have a state of disorder or disrepair, or disarray, in themselves. So then they would get a feeling that others would carry on; and then they would ‘go’.

I said: How often does this happen?

And they said: Only once in our lifetime.

And I said: How long do you live after you have that child?

And they said that they pass soon thereafter.

I said: Well then, if it is only once in a lifetime, then that must be difficult, because you don’t have any practice. How would you know what to do, or what to expect?

And they said that they chat around with each other, and so they know what to do.

Interspecies Communication

Oh, one other thing: I said: How do you communicate with us? And they said: It’s a long-distance kind of thing.

Cosmic Rays

There was some talk about cosmic rays. As you may know, the level of cosmic rays hitting Earth right now … during this very deep Solar Minimum that we are experiencing … is very high. There are a lot of cosmic rays hitting Earth right now. And I was wondering if we are talking to the Saturnians right now because the atmosphere of Earth resembles more the atmosphere of Saturn than it would during a Solar Maximum. In other words, the atmosphere is thinner here on Earth right now.

It seems likely to me … this is just a guess … that the atmosphere of Saturn is gaseous but that Saturn itself is not so dense as Earth, and that, because of that lack of density, cosmic rays can penetrate to the very heart of Saturn … more so than here on Earth.

[I did some research on this. The atmosphere of Saturn is much thicker than that of Earth, but the atmosphere of the rings of Saturn, where, according to this channeling, the Saturnians live, is much thinner than that of Earth, and most likely, I feel, much more susceptible to cosmic ray bombardment than is the human habitat on the surface of Earth. That would mean that the Saturnians are accustomed to, and at home with, high intensity of cosmic rays in their home environment. (2) ]

If the Saturnians were created for that environment, that would be the environment that they would love. It may be that they feel more at home here on Earth when the atmosphere is less dense, as it is right now. And so that might be why we are talking to them right now.

As to the topic of Saturnians living within our human energy field, it seems to me that their beingness might be mostly ultraviolet in color. It may have something to do with cosmic rays, and so it may be through the cosmic rays that they intersect our energy field in the higher dimensions. I am sorry I cannot be more definite than that; this is just a theory.

From the perspective of my own clair hearing and vision, it seems to me that we communicate with the Saturnians when there are more cosmic rays in our atmosphere, as now. It is like this: It feels like a cone of sound in the ultrahigh frequency, extending from the crown chakra … the seventh chakra oldstyle … up above the head … very high up; perhaps three feet up … and full of energies of ultrasound, varying … like talking beyond the range of human hearing.

In terms of the clairvoyant faculty, it seems to me that this cone is shimmering with different movements of photons … of Light … like wearing a starry crown shaped like that … shaped like a very high hat … even, you might say, like Merlin’s wizard’s hat, only instead of having stars and new moons on a black background, it is shimmering lights and sounds. The Saturnians call this the ‘learning hat’, or words to that effect …

Link: “Merlin’s Hat,” an animated gif by Alice B. Clagett, created and published on 12 November 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-eVq ..

How Might We Best Channel Messages from the Saturnians to Humankind?

While the channeling by the Saturnians was taking place, I was speaking with another human being with regard to how we might transfer or channel information by sound from the Saturnians to humankind … because the main part of their message may have to do with sound that is beyond the range of human hearing … ultrasound.

Alice’s Stories: How the Heart’s Sylph Can Unite the Voices of the Congregation as One Harmonic. I have a suggestion and a theory about that, based on an experience that happened in church today, while we were singing. I had noticed, for a long time, a jarring sensation when I attempted to sing in accompaniment to the hymns as part of the congregation at the church … a feeling that the energy of my song was not flowing optimally with the energy of the song that filled the room.

Today I tried, with the first hymn, placing my Awareness in the hridaya chakra … the deep, inner sanctum of the heart, which some people feel is in the absolute center of the heart chakra, and which other people experience as a physical location in their physical hearts (to the left of that).

I asked the baby angel in my heart … the Baptismal sylph that is dwelling there … to find that spot and to sing from that spot the hymn. The feeling that I got when she did that, was that the resonance of the sound energy in the room shifted … not in a way that could be discerned with the human ear, but to do with the ultrahigh frequencies of sound that my angel was producing in the room.

This is about the singing in the church; it goes like this: When the sound was created in that way, it felt to me as if the sounds in the church all became one sound. In some way they all became united, or harmonic … harmonious … as if layers had been added between the voices of each person so skillfully that it became like one voice of a song that sang itself, rather than the song of many different people.

So my suggestion is to use this same technique in order to bring the learning of the Saturnians into the realm of the human heart.

Conclusion

I am trying to think what else they said … It was such a long session! … That is all I have for you right now.

You all take care. Love you lots.

Saturn Photo in Video

Image: “Saturn and rings as viewed by the Cassini spacecraft,” by NASA/JPL-Caltech/Space Science Institute, 28 October 2016, in Wikimedia Commons, from … http://photojournal.jpl.nasa.gov/jpeg/PIA20517.jpg … public domain … DESCRIPTION: “PIA20517: Peeking over Saturn’s Shoulder No Earth-based telescope could ever capture a view quite like this. Earth-based views can only show Saturn’s daylit side, from within about 25 degrees of Saturn’s equatorial plane. A spacecraft in orbit, like Cassini, can capture stunning scenes that would be impossible from our home planet. This view looks toward the sunlit side of the rings from about 25 degrees (if Saturn is dominant in image) above the ring plane. The image was taken in violet light with the Cassini spacecraft wide-angle camera on Oct. 28, 2016. The view was obtained at a distance of approximately 810,000 miles (1.3 million kilometers) from Saturn. Image scale is 50 miles (80 kilometers) per pixel. The Cassini mission is a cooperative project of NASA, ESA (the European Space Agency) and the Italian Space Agency. The Jet Propulsion Laboratory, a division of the California Institute of Technology in Pasadena, manages the mission for NASA’s Science Mission Directorate, Washington. The Cassini orbiter and its two onboard cameras were designed, developed and assembled at JPL. The imaging operations center is based at the Space Science Institute in Boulder, Colorado. For more information about the Cassini-Huygens mission visit http://saturn.jpl.nasa.gov and search: Cassini … The Cassini imaging team homepage is at http://ciclops.org

Image: “Saturn and rings as viewed by the Cassini spacecraft,” by NASA/JPL-Caltech/Space Science Institute, 28 October 2016, in Wikimedia Commons, from … http://photojournal.jpl.nasa.gov/jpeg/PIA20517.jpg … public domain …

DESCRIPTION: “PIA20517: Peeking over Saturn’s Shoulder No Earth-based telescope could ever capture a view quite like this. Earth-based views can only show Saturn’s daylit side, from within about 25 degrees of Saturn’s equatorial plane. A spacecraft in orbit, like Cassini, can capture stunning scenes that would be impossible from our home planet. This view looks toward the sunlit side of the rings from about 25 degrees (if Saturn is dominant in image) above the ring plane. The image was taken in violet light with the Cassini spacecraft wide-angle camera on Oct. 28, 2016. The view was obtained at a distance of approximately 810,000 miles (1.3 million kilometers) from Saturn. Image scale is 50 miles (80 kilometers) per pixel. The Cassini mission is a cooperative project of NASA, ESA (the European Space Agency) and the Italian Space Agency. The Jet Propulsion Laboratory, a division of the California Institute of Technology in Pasadena, manages the mission for NASA’s Science Mission Directorate, Washington. The Cassini orbiter and its two onboard cameras were designed, developed and assembled at JPL. The imaging operations center is based at the Space Science Institute in Boulder, Colorado. For more information about the Cassini-Huygens mission visit http://saturn.jpl.nasa.gov and search: Cassini … The Cassini imaging team homepage is at http://ciclops.org

Self Portraits in Video: Saturnian Culture

Image: “Saturnian Culture 1,” self-portrait by Alice B. Clagett, who is of Arcturian and Siriun lineage, 10 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0 … DESCRIPTION: Self-portrait with stern, serious look and purple skin.

Image: “Saturnian Culture 1,” self-portrait by Alice B. Clagett, who is of Arcturian and Siriun lineage, 10 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0 …

DESCRIPTION: Self-portrait with stern, serious look and purple skin.

Image: “Saturnian Culture 2,” self-portrait by Alice B. Clagett, who is of Arcturian and Siriun lineage, 10 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0 … DESCRIPTION: Self-portrait with stern, serious look and green skin.

Image: “Saturnian Culture 2,” self-portrait by Alice B. Clagett, who is of Arcturian and Siriun lineage, 10 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0 …

DESCRIPTION: Self-portrait with stern, serious look and green skin.

[End of video]

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

See also … Link: “Saturnians: The Series,” channeled by Alice B. Clagett and others, compiled on 1 April 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-hfG ..

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FOOTNOTES

(1) The Saturnians might have been referring to the moon Titan, which is enormous. From this video, it looks to me like the orbit of Titan does cross the rings of Saturn …

Video: “Squeezing and Stretching Titan,” by Solar System Exploration at NASA Science, 28 June 2012 … https://solarsystem.nasa.gov/resources/10746/squeezing-and-stretching-titan/ … CREDIT: NASA/JPL-Caltech

Titan is only the biggest of 82 moons of Saturn: “The moons of Saturn are numerous and diverse, ranging from tiny moonlets only tens of meters across to enormous Titan, which is larger than the planet Mercury. Saturn has 82 moons with confirmed orbits that are not embedded in its rings … – of which only 13 have diameters greater than 50 kilometers – as well as dense rings that contain millions of embedded moonlets and innumerable smaller ring particles … Seven Saturnian moons are large enough to have collapsed into a relaxed, ellipsoidal shape, though only one or two of those, Titan and possibly Rhea, are currently in hydrostatic equilibrium. Particularly notable among Saturn’s moons are Titan, the second-largest moon in the Solar System (after Jupiter’s Ganymede), with a nitrogen-rich Earth-like atmosphere and a landscape featuring dry river networks and hydrocarbon lakes, … Enceladus, which emits jets of gas and dust from its south-polar region, … and Iapetus, with its contrasting black and white hemispheres.” –-from Link: “Moons of Saturn,” in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moons_of_Saturn ..

(2) “Data from the Cassini space probe indicate that the rings of Saturn possess their own atmosphere, independent of that of the planet itself. The atmosphere is composed of molecular oxygen gas (O2) produced when ultraviolet light from the Sun interacts with water ice in the rings. Chemical reactions between water molecule fragments and further ultraviolet stimulation create and eject, among other things, O2. According to models of this atmosphere, H2 is also present. The O2 and H2 atmospheres are so sparse that if the entire atmosphere were somehow condensed onto the rings, it would be about one atom thick … The rings also have a similarly sparse OH (hydroxide) atmosphere. Like the O2, this atmosphere is produced by the disintegration of water molecules, though in this case the disintegration is done by energetic ions that bombard water molecules ejected by Saturn’s moon Enceladus. This atmosphere, despite being extremely sparse, was detected from Earth by the Hubble Space Telescope.” –from Link: “Rings of Saturn,” in English Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rings_of_Saturn … Text is available under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike License; ..

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Gad the Mormon Boy: An Apocryphal Ghost Story . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 24 July 2019; published on 7 November 2019

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • Gad the Mormon Boy: 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 Mormon 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 the Mormon Boy: An Apocryphal Ghost Story
by Alice B. Clagett
Soundtrack and Words

 

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 Mormon 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

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 ..

  • 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

 

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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For Lightworkers: Antibiotics, Thought Forms, and Our Martian Bacterial Colonists’ Right to Stay Alive . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 13 October 2019; published on 28 October 2019

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • Alice’s Perilous Tales: Events Surrounding the Saddleridge Fire
    • Weekend Crowds of Thought Forms, the ‘Small Bads’, and Insomnia
      • Housecats and the ‘Small Bads’
    • Martian Bacterial Colonists of the Colon: A Great Light Upon Earth
    • Antibiotics Diminish the Light of the Martian Bacterial Colonists Within Us
    • Diminished Martian Light Within Allows ‘Small Bads’ Access to Our Gut Brains as We Sleep
    • For Lightworkers: Minimize Course of Antibiotics?
    • Message from My Martians: We Have a Right to Be Alive
    • Conclusion

Dear Ones,

Here is a longer video with an edited Summary for you. The topics are antibiotics, thought forms, and the Martian bacterial colonists of Earth. There is an edited Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

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

I have an insight regarding the Martian bacterial colonists of Earth, of the human ‘space station’ colons that I have talked about in years past.

Alice’s Perilous Tales: Events Surrounding the Saddleridge Fire

I hurt my toe! I was cleaning off the roof of the shed preparatory to the great winds that came, that then resulted in the fire called the Saddleridge Fire. All this happened in the space of three days: The cleaning of the roof, the great gale winds, and the Saddleridge Fire, which came within about three and a half miles of the house.

While I was cleaning off the porch roof, something happened to one of my smaller toes: First it became insensitive to pain … numb … and then it started hurting like a bee sting.

By the next day, when the fire started, my toe was swollen up. So I went to the urgent care people, and they said: Take Keflex, a type of antibiotic in a family of antibiotics to which I am allergic. They said there is only a five percent chance that it will have the same effect.

What with the wind-downed trees and the traffic accident … looked like it might have been a fatal accident … past which I drove, and the fire and the smoke, and all that stuff, I thought: Well, if Keflex is fast acting, then that is the best thing. So I took it.

The first day that I took it, all the symptoms were greatly relieved. It was terrific. But as I continued to take it … you know, as Lightworkers, we have much more sensitive electromagnetic systems than people are generally aware of. Of course, everybody is capable of having those types of electromagnetic systems, but not everybody is yet deeply aware of the electromagnetic nature of the body of Light.

So we Lightworkers have different medicinal requirements from other people, maybe because we are better at repairing Light problems that go wrong, and the Light is the template for the body. I am sure you have heard all this. Anyway, a lot of the time, when we get medicines, we just need a homeopathic amount of medicine in order to heal the body … not the usual course of medicine.

By the second day … which was yesterday … of taking this antibiotic, I started to get the same types of symptoms that I have had in years past with penicillin and amoxicillin. So today I had to quit.

But on the other hand, it has healed what was wrong, which was an infection caused by the puncturing of the skin, the integument, from that unknown trauma that happened on the roof of the shed.

Weekend Crowds of Thought Forms, the ‘Small Bads’, and Insomnia

Last night there was an incursion of the Dark. Of course, this is the Solar Minimum; it is close to Halloween, which is always kind of a spooky time of year, just before All Saints Day (November 1st); and just before extended income taxes are due.

So a lot of people are working very hard, all night long, on their taxes. In addition, there was a big party down the street. Cars were parked all over, and there was a far greater concentration of thought forms than usual.

Thought forms have an electromagnetic nature. They go right through walls; they do not depend on physical things to get where they are going. So there was a great charge of the thought form currents in the air. And that creates sleeplessness in my experience … similar to when you are at a meeting, and there are a lot of people there, and they are not concentrating on something special as is the case with a devotional service.

Say they are contentiously talking about city issues, for instance. There are thought forms flying all over the place. The same was the case last night: There were tons of thought forms … and, it seemed to me, inebriated thought forms … the type that draw in the ‘Small Bads’ (luckily not the Big Bads).

The Small Bads can influence our sleep pattern adversely, by giving us bad dreams. The thought forms come into our mind field and influence our dreaming capability. In addition there was an issue with regard to the food that I ate yesterday. I had a little chicken.

On Fridays and Saturdays my experience as a Lightworker is, it is not good to consume any kind of flesh at all … even ‘light’ flesh, like chicken and fish and seafood. It is best not to do that on Saturday nights. It has to do with these other types of thought forms that we run into on the weekend, that are different from the work-a-day thought forms, which are more disciplined, less alcoholic, less … I have not quite pegged it down, but there is something Dark and sad and angry about the thought forms that people produce on Friday and Saturday nights here in Los Angeles. It is usually not so bad in my area because it is so quiet here; there are not very many people here. But last night … most likely for the reasons I have mentioned before … it was worse than usual. I got restless sleep.

Housecats and the ‘Small Bads’. And my cat was behaving very oddly, as if she wanted to get into the room; as if she herself was affected by this issue. Cats are much more easily affected by the Small Bads than humans.

I have seen to my cat; she is doing better. I have seen to myself; I am doing better.

Martian Bacterial Colonists of the Colon: A Great Light Upon Earth

I have a theory for you, regarding the Martian Bacterial Colonists of Earth and antibiotics, such as penicillin and the like: The Martian Bacterial Colonists have said that they see themselves as a great Light upon the Earth.

Light is a form of electromagnetic energy. As you may know, we Lightworkers deal with electromagnetic energy. Earth has a body of Light known as the magnetosphere. We have a body of Light that uses electricity and magnetism in our nervous systems to send signals back and forth in our nervous systems.

Antibiotics Diminish the Light of the Martian Bacterial Colonists Within Us

Antibiotics, as I understand it, kill the commensal organisms in our colon … just as they kill the invading, hostile organisms in our colon. After we take a course of antibiotics, we will most likely need to rebuild the commensal organisms in our colon, using probiotics and yogurt and things of that nature.

In the meantime … such as last night … when commensal organisms in the gut are at an all-time low because of the die-off caused by antibiotics, it could be that the great Light that they talk about … that they provide to the world … is relatively missing from our colons.

Diminished Martian Light Within Allows ‘Small Bads’ Access to Our Gut Brains as We Sleep

A lot of the dreaming that we do at night has to do with the gut brain, which emanates from the colon. It is possible for incursions of the Dark … this is my theory: It is possible that incursions of the Small Bads … not the Big Bads, but the Small Bads … may be more likely to occur against the gut brain when the Great Light of the bacterial inhabitants of the colon is damped down by a course of antibiotics. As mentioned above, it may be the ‘small bads’ that then cause us insomnia and nightmares.

For Lightworkers: Minimize Course of Antibiotics?

So I suggest the thing for Lightworkers to do is to minimize our course of antibiotics, if indeed we have to take it. Say there is a great fire, and your house is in danger, and you can solve this problem of the infection in your foot, so that you can save your life, and that of your neighbors, in case of need. If you have to take that antibiotic, then do not take it for very long. If you are a Lightworker, and find yourself intolerant of a prescribed course of medicine, then try taking a homeopathic amount of the medicines provided by Western science. You may find it works better for your system, and helps keep the total kingdom of your life forms in better working order … and better able to defend you electromagnetically.

Message from My Martians: We Have a Right to Be Alive

I am bidden to mention something else to you. This is something that is near to my heart; but to tell the truth, I had thought it might be best not to mention it, because I will never get a buy-in from anyone but the Lightworkers, I feel. Here is the special request from the Martian bacterial colonists of Earth …

They say: We have a right to be alive.

To that I will add: It was they that created our physical forms, here on Earth. Many of the other sentient and nonsentient life forms on Earth were created through their genetic engineering. They are the Elder Race of Earth, and we are but the new beginners here.

We, so far, have an appalling lack of understanding of the importance of cooperating with them, in order to keep ourselves healthy. In fact, much of modern medicine does the exact opposite. I am appalled … truly appalled … at modern medicine.

On behalf of the Elder Race, I would like to say: They have a right to stay alive. And we have a need to work with them in order to maintain these bodies that we are currently caring for, here on Earth.

That was a special request. I know you are not there with me; but for the Lightworkers: There it is. You can teach your people respect for all life forms on Earth, especially those inside us.

I do not know how the microimmunological community of scientists is going to take this. Maybe they will not see it. That would be great!

Conclusion

I have to tell you, I am looking forward to All Saints Day on November the first, after Halloween. That is going to be a good day … and then, on into Winter Solstice for all of us. With the New Year, they say, there may be the beginning of a new Solar Maximum cycle building up. That will be something to look forward to.

That is all I have to say. I have to go do my taxes. Talk to you all later on. Take care.

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
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Alice’s Perilous Tales: The Man with the Serrated Scimitar . by Alice B. Clagett

Happened on 13 June 2019; published on 4 October 2019
Previously titled: The Man with the Serrated Scimitar . a story by Alice B. Clagett
Location: Nicholas Flat Trail, Santa Monica Mountains, California

  • ALICE’S PERILOUS TALES: THE MAN WITH THE SERRATED SCIMITAR
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Dear Ones,

ALICE’S PERILOUS TALES: THE MAN WITH THE SERRATED SCIMITAR

On 13 June 2019 I parked my car at the trailhead at the end of Decker School Road in northwestern Leo Carrillo State Park in the Santa Monica Mountains, California, and began a walk along Nicholas Flat Trail, which leads to Nicholas Pond and then down to the Pacific Ocean, had one a yen to walk that far. The thing I remember most vividly about that walk was this …

I parked my car at the trailhead and began walking along the trail. There was a gentle rise to my left, and a gentle descent into a dry stream bed to my right. It looked to me as if the terrain had been burned over during the great Woolsey Fire that began in early November 2018, and burned about 100,000 acres of land in the Santa Monica Mountains …

Link: “2018 Woolsey Fire,” at National Park Service … https://www.nps.gov/samo/learn/management/2018-woolsey-fire.htm ..

I heard two men conversing from down the trail in the southerly direction I was heading; from the sound of their voices, they were heading toward me.

I was carrying my camcorder and dawdling along the trail as I took photos of the landscape and plants along the way.

Pretty soon I saw two young men, maybe in their late 20s or early 30s, coming toward me along the trail. They were strangers to me, walking side by side, and taking up the width of the narrow trail. One was a little taller, maybe nearly 6 feet tall, spare and lean. The other was maybe three inches shorter and a little more muscular; he was an athletic weight for his age.

The shorter man, who approached along the left edge of the trail, was carrying in his right hand a curved scimitar that looked about like this 25 inch stainless steel blade …

Image: “Personalized Scimitar Swords Set with Custom Engraved Text” … https://i.etsystatic.com/16516687/r/il/d98d5f/1885968716/il_794xN.1885968716_efu2.jpg ..

… except that, as I recall with puzzlement, part of the top edge of the scimitar was serrated.

I stepped to the left-hand side of the trail, which was higher and, I felt, more defensible. From that slightly higher elevation I faced the trail. In my left hand was my camcorder.

The man with the scimitar sized me up as he approached, swinging his two-foot steel blade lazily back and forth as he walked. Then his glance fell upon my camcorder, and his energy field contracted slightly.

He said to me: Is that a camera?

I said: Yes.

As the two men drew abreast of me, the hairs of my left leg, which was a foot beyond the left side of the trail, sensed a change in the breeze as the scimitar swung past my lower body. Then the men walked by.

As I waited, I heard them reach their car. Then two car doors slammed. As I looked up, their cars drove back up Decker School Road.

As I began walking farther along the trail, a vision came to me on the astral plane which seemed to me to be the daydream of the scimitar-carrying man. In the dream, the two men were walking together in the southerly direction I had been heading.

They came to terrain that was flatter and more open. A young man was there, standing all alone; it seemed to me he importuned them sexually. In the dream, the man with the scimitar gathered his strength and will to slay the stranger. Then suddenly, the vision vanished.

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Aside from this encounter with the two men, it was a very pleasant outing. I was pleased to find hundreds of tiny California toads hopping through the wetlands around Nicholas Pond. This is indeed a rare sight in Southern California, most likely occasioned, I thought, by the greater than average rainfall last winter.

The pond, too, was more full of water than I had ever seen it before, in my many years of wandering the Santa Monica Mountains.

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

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Here are photos from the hike on the day described in the story … Link: “Nicholas Flat Trail,” photos by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 13 June 2019; published on 3 October 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-env ..

Many of these photos are featured in this video … Link: “Nicholas Flat Trail and the Music of Chris Zabriskie,” compiled by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 13 June 2019; published on 3 October 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-eno ..

Link: “Trail of the Month ~~ May 2013: Nicholas Flat” … https://smmtc.org/trailofthemonth/trail_of_the_month_201305_Nicholas_Flat.php ..

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The Ghouls of Sere Vale . an Astral Story by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 28 August 2019; published on 29 September 2019; revised on 22 June 2020
Location: Middle Lion Campground, Los Padres National Forest, Ventura County, California

  • INTRODUCTION
    • Danger for Hikers and Campers in Rural Ventura County and Los Angeles County?
    • Need for Inter-County Law Enforcement Liaisons Amongst Counties Adjacent to the City of Los Angeles
  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Dear Ones,

INTRODUCTION

Here is a spooky astral tale for you, that I clairly heard while exploring the Rose Valley Area of Ventura County near Ojai, California. The tale is entirely fictional, and all the characters are fictional as well.

This tale could have been sparked by a ranger warning sign I saw at the entrance of the dirt road to Piedra Blanca Trailhead (Rose Valley Area) …

Image: “Warning Sign at the Entrance to Piedra Blanca Trailhead from Rose Canyon Road (NF-6N31), Ventura County, California,” by Alice B. Clagett, 28 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0 … DESCRIPTION: The warning sign says: Theft Warning, Rose Valley Hikers: Did you leave these in your car? Cell phone, computer, money, valuables, purse, wallet. They won’t be there when you get back. Ventura County Sheriff

Image: “Warning Sign at the Entrance to Piedra Blanca Trailhead from Rose Canyon Road (NF-6N31), Ventura County, California,” by Alice B. Clagett, 28 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0 … DESCRIPTION: The warning sign says: Theft Warning, Rose Valley Hikers: Did you leave these in your car? Cell phone, computer, money, valuables, purse, wallet. They won’t be there when you get back. Ventura County Sheriff

The location of the fictional tale was Middle Lion Campground, Los Padres National Forest, and Rose Canyon Road.

Piedra Blanca Trailhead and Middle Lion Campground are at the far end of Rose Canyon Road (NF-6N31) in Ventura County, California, quite near the Sespe Wilderness …

Map: Rose Valley High Impact Recreation Area (HIRA) … http://www.lpfw.org/archive/docs/AdvPass/RoseValleyFeeSite2005.pdf ..

It is a lonely stretch of road …

Image: “T-Intersection of Rose Canyon Road (NF-6N31) (foreground) with Entrances to Piedra Blanca Trailhead (left) and Middle Lion Campground (right), Ventura County, California,” by Alice B. Clagett, 28 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “T-Intersection of Rose Canyon Road (NF-6N31) (foreground) with Entrances to Piedra Blanca Trailhead (left) and Middle Lion Campground (right), Ventura County, California,” by Alice B. Clagett, 28 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

… with some spectacular scenery on the lefthand side of the end of Rose Canyon Road …

Image: “Spectacular Scenery to the Left at the T-Intersection of Rose Canyon Road (NF-6N31) (foreground) with Entrances to Piedra Blanca Trailhead (left) and Middle Lion Campground (right), Ventura County, California,” by Alice B. Clagett, 28 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Spectacular Scenery to the Left at the T-Intersection of Rose Canyon Road (NF-6N31) (foreground) with Entrances to Piedra Blanca Trailhead (left) and Middle Lion Campground (right), Ventura County, California,” by Alice B. Clagett, 28 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Danger for Hikers and Campers in Rural Ventura County and Los Angeles County?

In the last few years, I have clairly listened to several astral stories while exploring the byroads and hiking trails of Ventura County north of Ojai and of Los Angeles County north of Santa Clarita. What intuition very strongly tells me is that those of us who hike and camp in rural areas of Ventura County and Los Angeles Cunty are in danger of thefts from our parked vehicles (including theft of electronics, personal items, and tires); theft of the vehicles themselves; burglary of equipment from our tents; and apparently possible violent loss of our lives so that thieves may market our stolen goods and cars without being caught out.

I feel what intuition tells me is greatly increased danger in this regard may have to do with higher water costs for Ventura County and Los Angeles County rural residents, the need for food and firewood for their homes, and the need for feed and water for their livestock. It seems to me reasonable, if these crimes are occurring, to try to find out if local Ventura County and Los Angeles County residents have a hand in it.

Need for Inter-County Law Enforcement Liaisons Amongst Counties Adjacent to the City of Los Angeles

It is possible that, because of increasing economic stresses in California, residents of small towns and of rural areas … including their law enforcement agencies … may be beginning to band together to protect themselves from outsiders, and to profit by occasional raids on tourists and visitors such as I describe above.

I ask that law enforcement for counties adjacent to the City of Los Angeles reach out, each to the other, so as to form as close bonds of cooperation and information exchange as possible. In that way, we can keep Southern California strong and safe for everyone.

The above concerns are derived from intuition and clair perception; they cannot be said to be factual in any regard unless facts are found that support the ‘astral intel’.

After the video there is a Summary …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

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

Do I have a spooky story for you!

I just went down a long grade on a poorly paved hill with a lot of issues for a Honda to negotiate … a mile or so down … and at the bottom of the mountain was a rough campground. It was a dead end next to a stand of trees and a tiny, very shallow brook. Here is the topo map …

Link: “Middle Lion Campground Topo Map in Ventura County, CA,” by Topozone … https://www.topozone.com/california/ventura-ca/locale/middle-lion-campground/ ..

There were no people there. I got a spooky feeling immediately. I hardly wanted to get out of the car, even so much as to look at the brook. I did get out, but first I positioned my car so that it was heading back in the direction up the hill, next to the road … such as it was … that went up the hill.

As I got out of my car, lo and behold, there drove down to the turnaround that I was facing a man who looked like Clint Eastwood; without a mustache, without a hat, but definitely that piercing-eyed, Clint Eastwood, spare look.

Next to him in the car was a lady who was looking in the other direction, as if she were emotionally distant. She was about his age, maybe his wife or girlfriend, I guess. She was very pretty, and muscular in the way that people who live outdoors on ranches are.

So I thought, gosh, maybe these two are ranchers or farmers; something like that. But I had a presentiment; I thought: Maybe I had better skedaddle back up the hill right away. So the minute I saw them I got in the car. Just as they were stopping in the roundabout, I was heading back up the hill, such as it was … the ill-paved hill … as fast as I could, considering my Honda.

While I was going up the hill I was talking to them on the psychic plane.

The man said: I guess she knows what happened here last night.

I thought: What is that about … that big, black trash bag propped up against the post next to the roundabout? Are there bodies in the bag? What’s up? My emotions were running wild; I could not figure it out.

Then I said to the lady, on the psychic plane: Say, what does he mean by that?

She said: We tied ‘em up, and we conked ‘em out.

I said, on the astral plane: Where’d you take them?

She said: We took them to the manure heap in the back of our place.

As I was heading up the hill I heard a friend of the man pitch in and say: Did we lose anything there?

And the man at the bottom of the hill said: No, I don’t think that’s worth looking into.

I thought: Oh my gosh, what should I do? So in that county where that is, in my mind I called to the sheriff. I said: Say, you know what’s happening over there …

He said: Yeah, we got an idea what’s going on.

Then I said: I ‘xpect it’s those types of folks that hires a sheriff in this county?

He said: Yeah, it’s up to them.

Spooky! Then the man at the bottom of the hill said: Well you know, we ain’t got enough water for the cattle out here to last all the year round, so we got to do something to make ends meet.

I got on the main road, and was just riding along, hoping there were no tacks strewn round on that bad road that went down the mountain; hoping I was not going to get a flat before I got back to welcome civilization … that being the next small town along the way.

I heard the woman’s voice talking to the man. It went like this: I just don’t like that look in their eyes … that pleading look in their eyes.

The man said: Last night the fellow died like a man. He looked me straight in the eye and he said ‘Go ahead and do it!’

The other night I was listening to a gentleman on the psychic plane. He sounded a little like the Dalai Lama; like a person who offers sage, peaceful advice. He said: If anybody confesses to a horrible crime on the astral plane, just say to them ‘I understand’. Then they will leave you alone, and go off someplace.

I have been trying that ever since. I have to say, my success rate is pretty impressive. So I thought, with this couple with whom I was just talking it might be a good thing to use as well, because then the gentleman at the bottom of the hill said, on the astral plane: I wonder if we have to worry about rounding up this one …

An the astral plane, I said: I understand …

And he said: No, I guess that’s no worth worrying about.

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

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Sunday Morning 5 am in LA . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed and published on Sunday, 15 September 2019, 5 am

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Dear Ones,

A just for fun video, followed by a Summary …

VIDEO BY ALICE

Link: “Sunday Morning 5 am in LA,” by Alice B. Clagett, 15 September 2019 … https://youtu.be/r4EMnv-52eU ..

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Dudes, here is what is cooking on my street on a Sunday morning … [total silence] … Pretty quiet, huh?

I am trying out back here to see if it is any different … [zooms to moon] … Well, there us the moon, anyway … Well, pretty quiet.

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.]  ccc

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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Dwarves and Elves: Keeping Dwarves from Grabbing Our Goods . channeled by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 5 August 2019; published on 9 September 2019

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
  • MORE ABOUT MY CAT OREO

Dear Ones,

Here is a video about the alliance between dwarves and elves; about home invasion and cat bothering by dwarves; and about ways I tried to get them to leave my house …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

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

I have a little news about the dwarves and the elves. It seems that the dwarves and the elves have an alliance. This has to do with the human beings, and obtaining gold from the human beings for the dwarves.

One of the things that dwarves do, that is difficult for human beings, is that they want to own the houses and the pets of human beings. They want to take over. They want to own the possessions of human beings for themselves, and for the race of dwarves.

And so I have been having a little trouble with the dwarves lately … much more so than the elves. The elves are mischievous, but the dwarves are very … I would say … you know that word ‘ornery’, sometimes they call it. They want what they want, you know? No matter what, they want what they want.

They are very courageous, and very strong, and very stubborn. And so I have been coming home, and I have been having talks with the dwarves and the elves. I have been coming home, and they have been carrying on ceaseless palavers in my house … and also, messing with my cat … as if they owned my house and my cat!

So today I was just trying to figure out some new plan to deal with the dwarf incursion. It is kind of like ‘home invasion’ by nature spirits! [laughs]

Yesterday I tried telling them that America is no longer on the gold standard, and that we Americans do not really have any gold to speak of, anymore; the gold is all used for industrial purposes and other purposes like that. We do not have gold; they have to look elsewhere for gold.

For a while that worked, but then today they were back again, so I had to think of something new. So I tried like this, saying an affirmation firmly through my navel point energy, my will power, over and over again: This is my house! This house is mine! This is my house! This is my house!

And then my cat came around and I said: This is my cat … my cat Oreo! This cat is my cat!

… like that, over and over again. And it interrupted the flow of the dwarves that had been hanging out on my private property. After a while they got aggravated … not supremely aggravated, but rather, disgruntled and grumpy. And they left.

So I suggest assertion of will power … no more will power than is needed and necessary to the situation … in order to get the dwarves to leave your home! [laughs]

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

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MORE ABOUT MY CAT OREO

Link: “Oreo the Cat Says Good Morning,” by Alice B. Clagett, 11 April 2019 … https://youtu.be/Z-KxNTPnjIQ ..

Link: “What Oreo the Cat Thinks of Tax Time,” by Alice B. Clagett, 11 April 2019 … https://youtu.be/o2HUkEUw0u0 ..

Link: “Oreo Cat is Bored,” by Alice B. Clagett, 12 June 2019 … https://youtu.be/oQkCIBPujF0 ..

Link: “Oreo Cat: Heatwave!” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 July 2019 … https://youtu.be/4CuPx2rNB4s ..

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Nature Spirits: Dude of the Mirror . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 28 July 2019; published on 9 September 2019

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Dear Ones,

A story about a nature spirit … maybe an imp … that likes to look out of a mirror at a person. There is a Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

I was just standing by the mirror, and all of a sudden I had the feeling that the mirror was watching me. I get this feeling quite frequently.

And then I heard a voice say: That’s the dude of the mirror there!

So I said: Dude! Dude of the mirror! Would you turn away?

And I heard the dude of the mirror say: Sure!

… And it turned away!

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

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Highlights of My Life: My Job at the CIA Long Ago . a story by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 1 September 2019

Dear Ones,

I have added some new photos to the highlights of my life … https://penzu.com/p/441fac2d … Below is a recap of my job with the CIA, along with the new photos …

From 1970 to 1973 I worked at a fun and challenging job in Foreign Affairs with Joint Publication Research Services (JPRS), a unit within the Central Intelligence Agency (the CIA), which is under the auspices of the Department of Commerce.

I was working at the CIA office in San Francisco, where I was an Editor on the Russian and Chinese Research Desk. Here is more on JPRS … http://www.readex.com/content/joint-publications-research-service-jprs-reports-1957-1995 ..

While I was working there, I married a nuclear submarine operator named Wilbur Monroe Mason, and my name as a member of JPRS personnel changed to ‘Alice Berry Clagett Mason’. (Bill and I were later divorced, and in recent years he passed on.)

In 1973, as a cost-cutting measure, the San Francisco branch of JPRS, CIA, closed down, and they consolidated back to their headquarters at Langley Air Force Base in Virginia, USA. Though this news was unexpected, I was pleased to get a good retirement settlement, and a very nice letter of recommendation from my boss, Mr. Kyuma Mano.

In addition, Mr. Mano gave me a personal gift of a pottery, a beautiful work of art by his wife, with his signature on the bottom, which I treasure to this day …

Image: “Pottery Gift to Alice B. Clagett from Her Boss Mr. Kyuma Mano on Her Retirement from the CIA 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Pottery Gift to Alice B. Clagett from Her Boss Mr. Kyuma Mano on Her Retirement from the CIA 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Pottery Gift to Alice B. Clagett from Her Boss Mr. Kyuma Mano on Her Retirement from the CIA 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Pottery Gift to Alice B. Clagett from Her Boss Mr. Kyuma Mano on Her Retirement from the CIA 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 September 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

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

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ADULTS ONLY (PG-13) Kali . a story by Alice B. Clagett

Published on 21 August 2019

  • INTRODUCTION
  • NO SECURE PLACE TO LEAVE MY BELONGINGS WHILE AT THE FITNESS CENTER
  • THE MYSTERY OF THE MISSING SUN HAT
    • Two of My Sun Hats Disappear in the Changing Room
    • The Cleaning Lady Who Chased Me with Her Broom
    • Eh, So What? at the Front Desk
  • NEW TEACHERS AT SENIOR FITNESS CLASSES
    • ‘Kali’ as a Fitness Instructor
    • A Second ‘Kali’ Is Hired as Fitness Instructor
    • I Will Nail You!
    • Hiding Behind a Pillar to Elude Her
  • FOR ADULT VIEWING ONLY . IMAGE OF KALI CLOTHED

Dear Ones,

INTRODUCTION

In the autumn of 2018 I had been attending senior exercise classes at a local fitness center for several years. I was over the initial condition, plantar fasciitis, that prevented my usual hiking and steered me to the fitness center, and I was getting tired of doing the same not very challenging exercises time after time, in a darkly lit room, with teachers sometimes good, and sometimes not to my liking, and music so loud that I had to wear noise dampening ear muffs.

NO SECURE PLACE TO LEAVE MY BELONGINGS WHILE AT THE FITNESS CENTER

There were other issues to deal with at the fitness center. Topmost was the issue of security for my person and my belongings. The front desk had advised, on my first day there, that cars in the parking lot were often broken into; and that I should leave nothing of value in the cars. The advice of the front desk regarding the lockers in the changing room was the same: Locking the lockers would not avail; I ought leave nothing of value in them.

I asked about the high security lockers in front of the front desk, which had keys, and the people at the desk advised these were also not secure; I later found that front desk personnel had the keys, and these personnel changed out frequently. Thus it must be that any number of ex-staff might, theoretically, have keys to the high security lockers.

Where was one to leave one’s wallet and car keys, then? I thought maybe I keep them in a backpack at the back of the exercise class, and stand directly in front of the backpack throughout.

This I found to be a successful approach, although I was only able to participate when one of the teachers asked the people in the group to stride round the room as one of her exercises, by first donning my backpack.

In addition, there was a woman in one of the classes, perhaps cognitively challenged, who would attempt to filch our belongings, and on Fridays adults not in the class would sneak in and walk off with people’s handhelds, keys, and purses.

In short, while in that class, it was ‘heads up’ at every moment, with regard to personal security.

THE MYSTERY OF THE MISSING SUN HAT

Two of My Sun Hats Disappear in the Changing Room

Along those lines, and before getting back to the true topic of today’s blog, I remember how, when I first started going to the fitness center, when I would go to the changing room after class, that I somehow unaccountably walked out of the changing area missing my sun hat. This I knew because I needed to put it on as I exited the lobby for the parking lot, and could not. I went back in and looked in the locker, and asked at the front desk … No hat! Quite a mystery!

Because this happened a second time, in much the same way, it seemed clear that something was up, and that something had to do with the changing room.

So then a third time, after class, I walked into the changing area, this time with careful determination to keep an eye on my hat. I changed in a restroom stall, so that I could keep my hat and belongings on the wall side of the stall. I walked out of the stall and stood at a restroom sink, belongings touching my left leg.

The Cleaning Lady Who Chased Me with Her Broom

I looked up at the mirror as I began to brush my teeth. Then I saw a cleaning lady sidle up behind me, on the left side, and bend down toward the bag in which I had placed my hat. I grabbed the top of the bag and looked her in the eye. She grabbed her broom handle and lifted it over her head.

I grabbed my bag and went to the far side of the locker room to put my shoes on. She followed me, broom handle raised, aiming to position herself behind my back, between the lockers and the bench on which I was sitting.

Eh, So What? at the Front Desk

As, had she attained that stance I would have been a ‘sitting duck’, I grabbed my bag and my shoes and went out into the lobby of the fitness center. There I explained what had happened. The person at the front desk said that the cleaning woman was a good worker, and that she would calm down after awhile. Lacking other recourse, I sat in a chair in the lobby to put on my walking shoes, and left for the parking lot, hat in hand.

NEW TEACHERS AT SENIOR FITNESS CLASSES

‘Kali’ as a Fitness Instructor

A woman arrived as a teacher of one of the senior fitness classes, and I did not like her, because of her masculine-acting, bossy manner of teaching and her sexual manner.

As to looks, she reminded me of a woman named Ansie [assumed name], a lady I met in Durango. I had begun to experience uneasiness towards Ansie and her husband in 2015, I think it was, and because of that had since avoided them. The cause of my uneasiness was what I perceived to be a mismatch between their emotional affect and their actions and speech. It felt like something was ‘amiss’ … something I could not quite put my finger on. Possibly I was just not their type, and vice versa?

Although it seemed likely that this new teacher, despite the strong resemblance, was not the person I knew in Durango (as the former seemed younger), I did my best to avoid the new  teacher, and rather went to the classes led by teachers I felt to be inspiring … those who projected heart centered Awareness.

A Second ‘Kali’ Is Hired as Fitness Instructor

For a while that worked out right well; but then another teacher arrived whose energy was very like that of the masculine-acting, bossy teacher with the sexual manner. I remember it felt like pure sexual hatred was being projected from her second chakra.

I remember wondering if she might have been a transgender person who was unable to achieve orgasm because of her sex-change operation, and if that might be the reason for the sexual rage I sensed?

I wondered if she had an ailing mother at home whom she resented, and if maybe I reminded her of her mother?

Could she be a sex worker, I wondered? I remember how coldly she rebuffed a shy, flirtatious remark by a man in the front of the class. I wondered: If she were to be a sex worker, who could her prospective clients be?

I Will Nail You!

I remember hiding behind a pillar during the class to avoid being hit by what seemed to me to be astral ‘nails’ of sexual hatred being slung at me. She seemed to be saying, on the psychic plane: I will nail you! I will nail you! …

Link: “Acting Out of the Subconscious Metaphor: I Will Nail You!” by Alice B. Clagett, drafted on 14 November 2018; final draft on 10 December 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-b39 ..

I remember once going to the restroom mid-class, to get away from the vibe and the loud music, and hearing three senior women from the class masturbating in the restroom. What on earth was going on, I wondered? I had never encountered anything like that before, in my life!

Hiding Behind a Pillar to Elude Her

I remember how, when I moved behind the pillar at the back of the classroom, that new teacher at the front of the room would move to one side, scowling, to get a clear view of me. Then I would move slightly to the other side, to block her view. Then she would shift position, to get a clear view of me. And so on.

Twice, she became so angry at my avoiding her that she walked directly up to me, as I stood in the back of the room, and began doing plies, feet spread about a yard apart. Glaring at me, she yelled: This is how it’s done. You see? This is how it’s done!

This so horrified me that, in December 2018 I decided senior exercise class was not worth it, and opted out of the fitness center, in favor of the mountain walks I so love.

FOR ADULT VIEWING ONLY … IMAGE OF KALI CLOTHED

The final episode of my misadventures at the fitness center has so haunted me for the last eight months that I finally made a drawing of how the spirit of that teacher seemed to me, on the psychic plane. My first rendition was explicit as to sexual organs, and that surely will not do, online. After awhile I thought I might add clothes or other obscuration, such as a paint blotch, and then it would be all right to put the drawing online; yesterday I did that.

Nevertheless, because of the unpleasant nature of the topic of the drawing, and the sexual connotation, I advise only those over 18 years of age look at the below image. I feel that would be best. In addition, for those adults who, like me, do not like prurient topics, I suggest that you avoid looking at the drawing as well; as an alternative, you might simply read the description …

Image: “Kali Clothed,” by Alice B. Clagett, 21 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: A buxom woman with red lipstick and shoulder-length hair, wearing a teal bikini, squatting over the head of a man with open mouth, open eyes, and a crew cut; the facial expression of the man is one of distress. The woman’s feet are about a yard apart, toes outward in the plié position of ballet. Her upper arms and elbows are by her sides, forearms horizontal and spread-eagle, fingers spread wide. Above the woman’s head is the torso of a man, limbs spread-eagle, genitalia obscured by a brown and teal splotch of paint. This is an adaptation of my drawing “Kali Unclothed” that cannot be posted online due to censorship laws.

Image: “Kali Clothed,” by Alice B. Clagett, 21 August 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: A buxom woman with red lipstick and shoulder-length hair, wearing a teal bikini, squatting over the head of a man with open mouth, open eyes, and a crew cut; the facial expression of the man is one of distress. The woman’s feet are about a yard apart, toes outward in the plié position of ballet. Her upper arms and elbows are by her sides, forearms horizontal and spread-eagle, fingers spread wide. 

Above the woman’s head is the torso of a man, limbs spread-eagle, genitalia obscured by a brown and teal splotch of paint. This is an adaptation of my drawing “Kali Unclothed” that cannot be posted online due to censorship laws.

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

See also … Link: “Compendium: Dylan Redwine Murder Mystery – Child Torture for Snuff Film Industry?” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 22 February 2020; revised on 23 April 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-gz4 ..

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Golden Story Book: Awakening of a Baptismal Sylph and of the Human Heart It Guards . video by Alice B. Clagett . music by Chris Zabriskie

Published on 30 June 2019
Full title: “Golden Story Book: Awakening of a Baptismal Sylph and of the Human Heart It Guards” . drawings, story, narration and video by Alice B. Clagett CC BY-SA 4.0 . Music: “Cylinder Two” from the Album “Cylinders” by Chris Zabriskie CC BY 4.0

Dear Ones,

Here is an animated story about the Awakening of a baptismal sylph and of the human heart it guards. The title is “Golden Story Book: Awakening of a Baptismal Sylph and of the Human Heart It Guards.”

CREDITS
Drawings, story, narration and video by Alice B. Clagett, CC BY-SA 4.0
Music: “Cylinder Two” from the Album “Cylinders” by Chris Zabriskie, CC BY 4.0

There is a Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE         top

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO         top

The Awakening Baptismal Sylph         top

Image: “Jacaranda Tree in Bloom,” by Alice B. Clagett, 28 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

Image: “Jacaranda Tree in Bloom,” by Alice B. Clagett, 28 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

A sylph is a juvenile seraph …

Image: “Jacaranda Blossom,” by Alice B. Clagett, 28 April 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

Image: “Jacaranda Blossom,” by Alice B. Clagett, 28 April 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

… one of the glorious clan of Seraphim of the Angelic Realm.

Image: “Australian Tree Fern and Light Pink Azaleas,” by Alice B. Clagett, 21 April 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

Image: “Australian Tree Fern and Light Pink Azaleas,” by Alice B. Clagett, 21 April 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

A baptismal sylph awakens to its …

Image: “Morning Sky with Streaming Clouds, Framed by Tree Tops,” by Alice B. Clagett, 19 April 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

Image: “Morning Sky with Streaming Clouds, Framed by Tree Tops,” by Alice B. Clagett, 19 April 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

…  seraph nature as the person it befriended in childhood, …

Image: “Pink Rose Beginning to Bloom,” by Alice B. Clagett, 11 April 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

Image: “Pink Rose Beginning to Bloom,” by Alice B. Clagett, 11 April 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

… when the Sacrament of Baptism was performed, …

Image: “Bright Pink Flower with Yellow Stamens,” by Alice B. Clagett, 21 April 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

Image: “Bright Pink Flower with Yellow Stamens,” by Alice B. Clagett, 21 April 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

… attains Christ consciousness, or Awakening. At first, as it awakens, it seems that its wings are covering its eyes.

Drawing: “Baptismal Sylph, with Wings over Its Face,” by Alice B. Clagett, 27 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The sylph is globe-shaped, light yellow, with darker yellow wings.

Drawing: “Baptismal Sylph, with Wings over Its Face,”  by Alice B. Clagett, 27 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: The sylph is globe-shaped, light yellow, with darker yellow wings.

Then after a while, they begin to flutter open just a little, and its eyes open.

Drawing: “Baptismal Sylph, Smiling,”  by Alice B. Clagett, 27 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The sylph is globe-shaped, light yellow, with darker yellow wings.  One wing touches its face, and it is smiling like a little child.

Drawing: “Baptismal Sylph, Smiling,”  by Alice B. Clagett, 27 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: The sylph is globe-shaped, light yellow, with darker yellow wings.  One wing touches its face, and it is smiling like a little child.

With a joyful smile it revels at the dazzling, ever changing Light show of Creation.

Drawing: “Awakening Baptismal Sylph and Its Person,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: Silhouette of a smiling person, facing forward. In the person’s heart is an awakening sylph. The sylph is globe shaped, light yellow, with darker yellow wings.  One wing touches its face. The sylph is smiling like a little child.

Drawing: “Awakening Baptismal Sylph and Its Person,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: Silhouette of a smiling person, facing forward. In the person’s heart is an awakening sylph. The sylph is globe shaped, light yellow, with darker yellow wings.  One wing touches its face. The sylph is smiling like a little child.

As Christ consciousness or Awakening begins, the person senses a stirring of Light and loving kindness in the heart, as if the heart were waking up from a deep sleep.

Then … perhaps for the first time … the person senses the presence of another being, overlaying the heart in dimensions higher than mere physical form.

The Young Baptismal Seraph         top

Like a baby chicken emerging from its shell, this bright being pushes and strains outward, urged by an instinct it cannot understand …

Drawing: “Young Baptismal Seraph and Awakening Baptismal Sylph,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: Upper left: young seraph. Lower right: Awakening sylph. The young seraph is partly bright yellow and partly darker yellow. It looks a little like a person with flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed. The sylph is globe-shaped, light yellow, with darker yellow wings.  One wing touches its face, and it is smiling like a little child. It is much smaller than the young seraph.

Drawing: “Young Baptismal Seraph and Awakening Baptismal Sylph,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: Upper left: young seraph. Lower right: Awakening sylph. The young seraph is partly bright yellow and partly darker yellow. It looks a little like a person with flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed. The sylph is globe-shaped, light yellow, with darker yellow wings.  One wing touches its face, and it is smiling like a little child. It is much smaller than the young seraph.

… to emerge in a never before experienced form. Thus the transformation begins, of baptismal sleeping sylph to wide-awake baptismal seraph.

When the time comes, the young seraph bursts forth in power and Light and splendor from the egg or chrysalis dwelt in by its softly sleeping juvenile form.

In this image you can see the differences in size between a young baptismal seraph and an awakening baptismal sylph.

Drawing: “Young Baptismal Seraph,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: This young seraph is bright yellow. It looks a little like a person with flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed.

Drawing: “Young Baptismal Seraph,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: This young seraph is bright yellow. It looks a little like a person with flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed.

In the many years after a baptismal sylph awakens to its seraph nature, the seraph grows in size, splendor and power, in upwelling and outpouring exultation in God’s holy nature.

Drawing: “Young Baptismal Seraph and Its Awakened Person,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: In the foreground is the silhouette of a smiling person, facing forward. In the person’s heart is an big, light yellow star. Behind the person is a young seraph. The seraph is bright yellow, and a good deal taller and wider than the person. The seraph looks a little like a person with flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed.

Drawing: “Young Baptismal Seraph and Its Awakened Person,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: In the foreground is the silhouette of a smiling person, facing forward. In the person’s heart is an big, light yellow star. Behind the person is a young seraph. The seraph is bright yellow, and a good deal taller and wider than the person. The seraph looks a little like a person with flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed.

For some while … perhaps months, or years … the baptismal seraph hovers protectively near its baptismal person. As the young baptismal seraph grows in power and splendor before the Lord, its baptismal person’s heart also blossoms into a brilliant orb that glows and spins, and at times, bursts forth radiantly, in waves of healing Light for Earth and her beings.

Drawing: “Grown-up Baptismal Seraph,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The grown-up baptismal seraph looks a little like a person with many-colored, flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed. The seraph is bright yellow, with bright blue, violet, and dark yellow colors emanating from its center.

Drawing: “Grown-up Baptismal Seraph,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: The grown-up baptismal seraph looks a little like a person with many-colored, flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed. The seraph is bright yellow, with bright blue, violet, and dark yellow colors emanating from its center.

In time, after the transformation to adulthood, the baptismal seraph grows to such strength and glory in God’s wisdom and grace that it scarcely can fit into a building of normal size, and it leaves the physical presence of its baptismal person, setting forth joyfully to explore the wonders of God’s creation.

In spirit, though, the two … baptismal seraph and baptismal person … are never separate during the lifetime of the baptized person.

The Raiment of a Fully Grown Baptismal Sylph         top

The raiment of a fully grown baptismal seraph comprises an ever-changing, multicolored display of Light, in the most brilliant of hues …

Animated Gif: Raiment of a Grown-up Baptismal Seraph, by Alice B. Clagett, 8 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The raiment, or clothing, of a grown-up baptismal seraph is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes. This animated gif portrays not the seraph, but the colors of its raiment. The colors shift from palettes of blue and violet, to pink and light green, to orange and beige, and back again.

Animated Gif: Raiment of a Grown-up Baptismal Seraph, by Alice B. Clagett, 8 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: The raiment, or clothing, of a grown-up baptismal seraph is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes. This animated gif portrays not the seraph, but the colors of its raiment. The colors shift from palettes of blue and violet, to pink and light green, to orange and beige, and back again.

… much like the magnificent dance of the Northern Lights in the skies of Scandinavia.

Just as the Auroras of the North Pole send healing energies all over Earth, the raiment of a baptismal seraph sends healing energies to its baptismal person and to people and places nearby …

Image: “Raiment of a Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 8 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The raiment, or clothing, of a grown-up baptismal seraph is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes. This drawing portrays not the seraph, but its raiment. in a palette of bright blue and violet.

Image: “Raiment of a Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 8 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: The raiment, or clothing, of a grown-up baptismal seraph is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes. This drawing portrays not the seraph, but its raiment. in a palette of bright blue and violet.

Image: “Raiment of a Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 8 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The raiment, or clothing, of a grown-up baptismal seraph is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes. This drawing portrays not the seraph, but its raiment. in a palette of bright blue and violet overlaid by a palette of pink and light green.

Image: “Raiment of a Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 8 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: The raiment, or clothing, of a grown-up baptismal seraph is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes. This drawing portrays not the seraph, but its raiment. in a palette of bright blue and violet overlaid by a palette of pink and light green.

Image: “Raiment of a Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 8 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The raiment, or clothing, of a grown-up baptismal seraph is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes. This drawing portrays not the seraph, but its raiment. in a palette of pink and light green.

Image: “Raiment of a Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 8 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: The raiment, or clothing, of a grown-up baptismal seraph is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes. This drawing portrays not the seraph, but its raiment. in a palette of pink and light green.

Image: “Raiment of a Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 4,” by Alice B. Clagett, 8 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The raiment, or clothing, of a grown-up baptismal seraph is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes. This image portrays not the seraph, but its raiment. in a palette of bright blue and violet overlaid by a palette of pink and light green.

Image: “Raiment of a Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 4,” by Alice B. Clagett, 8 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: The raiment, or clothing, of a grown-up baptismal seraph is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes. This image portrays not the seraph, but its raiment. in a palette of bright blue and violet overlaid by a palette of pink and light green.

Image: “Raiment of a Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 5,” by Alice B. Clagett, 8 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The raiment, or clothing, of a grown-up baptismal seraph is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes. This image portrays not the seraph, but its raiment. in a palette of orange and beige.

Image: “Raiment of a Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 5,” by Alice B. Clagett, 8 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: The raiment, or clothing, of a grown-up baptismal seraph is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes. This image portrays not the seraph, but its raiment. in a palette of orange and beige.

Image: “Raiment of a Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 6,” by Alice B. Clagett, 8 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The raiment, or clothing, of a grown-up baptismal seraph is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes. This image portrays not the seraph, but its raiment. in a palette of bright blue and violet, overlaid by a palette of orange and beige.

Image: “Raiment of a Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 6,” by Alice B. Clagett, 8 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: The raiment, or clothing, of a grown-up baptismal seraph is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes. This image portrays not the seraph, but its raiment. in a palette of bright blue and violet, overlaid by a palette of orange and beige.

Image: “Raiment of a Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 7,” by Alice B. Clagett, 8 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The raiment, or clothing, of a grown-up baptismal seraph is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes. This image portrays not the seraph, but its raiment. in a palette of bright blue and violet.

Image: “Raiment of a Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 7,” by Alice B. Clagett, 8 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: The raiment, or clothing, of a grown-up baptismal seraph is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes. This image portrays not the seraph, but its raiment. in a palette of bright blue and violet.

Image: “Raiment of a Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 8,” by Alice B. Clagett, 8 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The raiment, or clothing, of a grown-up baptismal seraph is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes. This image portrays not the seraph, but its raiment. in palettes of orange and beige; pink and light green; and bright blue and violet.

Image: “Raiment of a Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 8,” by Alice B. Clagett, 8 June 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: The raiment, or clothing, of a grown-up baptismal seraph is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes. This image portrays not the seraph, but its raiment. in palettes of orange and beige; pink and light green; and bright blue and violet.

Differences in Size: Grown-up Seraph, Young Seraph, and Awakening Sylph         top

Drawing: “Grown-up Baptismal Seraph, Young Baptismal Seraph, and Awakening Sylph,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The awakening baptismal sylph (right) is very small indeed, no larger than the human heart chakra. The sylph is globe-shaped, light yellow, with darker yellow wings.  One wing touches its face, and it is smiling like a little child. It is much smaller than the young seraph. The young seraph (middle) is partly bright yellow and partly darker yellow. It looks a little like a person with flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed. This young baptismal seraph  is much smaller than the grown-up baptismal seraph (left). The grown-up baptismal seraph looks a little like a person with many-colored, flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed. The seraph is bright yellow, with bright blue, violet, and dark yellow colors emanating from its center.

Drawing: “Grown-up Baptismal Seraph, Young Baptismal Seraph, and Awakening Sylph,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: The awakening baptismal sylph (right) is very small indeed, no larger than the human heart chakra. The sylph is globe-shaped, light yellow, with darker yellow wings.  One wing touches its face, and it is smiling like a little child. It is much smaller than the young seraph. 

The young seraph (middle) is partly bright yellow and partly darker yellow. It looks a little like a person with flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed. This young baptismal seraph  is much smaller than the grown-up baptismal seraph (left). 

The grown-up baptismal seraph looks a little like a person with many-colored, flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed. The seraph is bright yellow, with bright blue, violet, and dark yellow colors emanating from its center.

In this image you can see the differences in size among (from left) a grown-up baptismal seraph, on the left; a young baptismal seraph, in the middle’ and an awakening baptismal sylph, on the right. 

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If the baptismal person calls its seraph, no matter how far away the baptismal seraph may be, it will all in a trice return to its charge, filling the space in which that person stands with a softly glowing, many-colored, ever changing effulgence.

Its human’s heart also grows in beauteous Light, that glows softly or shines forth brightly as Mother Earth’s magnetosphere dances to the many melodies of our Sun.

Drawing: “Grown-up Baptismal Seraph and Its Awakened Person,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: In the foreground is the silhouette of a smiling person, facing forward. In the person’s heart is a very big, light yellow, double star. Behind the person is a fully grown baptismal seraph. The seraph is bright yellow, and a great deal taller and wider than the person. The seraph looks a little like a person with flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed. The seraph is bright yellow, with bright blue, violet, and dark yellow colors emanating from its center.

Drawing: “Grown-up Baptismal Seraph and Its Awakened Person,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: In the foreground is the silhouette of a smiling person, facing forward. In the person’s heart is a very big, light yellow, double star.

Behind the person is a fully grown baptismal seraph. The seraph is bright yellow, and a great deal taller and wider than the person. The seraph looks a little like a person with flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed. The seraph is bright yellow, with bright blue, violet, and dark yellow colors emanating from its center.

Fully Grown Seraph in All Its Splendor         top

 

Animated gif: “Grown-up Baptismal Seraph,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The grown-up baptismal seraph looks a little like a person with many-colored, flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed.The seraph is bright yellow and darker yellow. Its raiment, or clothing, is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes, in palettes of orange and beige, pink and light green, and bright blue and violet.

Animated gif: “Grown-up Baptismal Seraph,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: The grown-up baptismal seraph looks a little like a person with many-colored, flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed.The seraph is bright yellow and darker yellow. Its raiment, or clothing, is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes, in palettes of orange and beige, pink and light green, and bright blue and violet.

Drawing: “Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The grown-up baptismal seraph looks a little like a person with many-colored, flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed.The seraph is bright yellow and darker yellow. Its raiment, or clothing, is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes, in this instance, in a palette of bright blue and violet.

Drawing: “Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: The grown-up baptismal seraph looks a little like a person with many-colored, flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed.The seraph is bright yellow and darker yellow. Its raiment, or clothing, is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes, in this instance, in a palette of bright blue and violet.

Drawing: “Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The grown-up baptismal seraph looks a little like a person with many-colored, flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed.The seraph is bright yellow and darker yellow. Its raiment, or clothing, is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes, in this instance, in a palette of bright blue and violet overlaid by a palette of pink and light green.

Drawing: “Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: The grown-up baptismal seraph looks a little like a person with many-colored, flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed.The seraph is bright yellow and darker yellow. Its raiment, or clothing, is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes, in this instance, in a palette of bright blue and violet overlaid by a palette of pink and light green.

Drawing: “Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The grown-up baptismal seraph looks a little like a person with many-colored, flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed.The seraph is bright yellow and darker yellow. Its raiment, or clothing, is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes, in this instance, in a palette of pink and light green.

Drawing: “Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: The grown-up baptismal seraph looks a little like a person with many-colored, flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed.The seraph is bright yellow and darker yellow. Its raiment, or clothing, is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes, in this instance, in a palette of pink and light green.

Drawing: “Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 4,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The grown-up baptismal seraph looks a little like a person with many-colored, flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed.The seraph is bright yellow and darker yellow. Its raiment, or clothing, is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes, in this instance, in a palette of pink and light green overlaid by a palette of orange and beige.

Drawing: “Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 4,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: The grown-up baptismal seraph looks a little like a person with many-colored, flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed.The seraph is bright yellow and darker yellow. Its raiment, or clothing, is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes, in this instance, in a palette of pink and light green overlaid by a palette of orange and beige.

Drawing: “Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 5,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The grown-up baptismal seraph looks a little like a person with many-colored, flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed.The seraph is bright yellow and darker yellow. Its raiment, or clothing, is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes, in this instance, in a palette of orange and beige.

Drawing: “Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 5,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: The grown-up baptismal seraph looks a little like a person with many-colored, flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed.The seraph is bright yellow and darker yellow. Its raiment, or clothing, is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes, in this instance, in a palette of orange and beige.

Drawing: “Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 6,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The grown-up baptismal seraph looks a little like a person with many-colored, flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed.The seraph is bright yellow and darker yellow. Its raiment, or clothing, is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes, in this instance, in a palette of bright blue and violet overlaid by a palette of orange and beige.

Drawing: “Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 6,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: The grown-up baptismal seraph looks a little like a person with many-colored, flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed.The seraph is bright yellow and darker yellow. Its raiment, or clothing, is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes, in this instance, in a palette of bright blue and violet overlaid by a palette of orange and beige.

Drawing: “Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 7,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The grown-up baptismal seraph looks a little like a person with many-colored, flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed.The seraph is bright yellow and darker yellow. Its raiment, or clothing, is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes, in this instance, in a palette of bright blue and violet.

Drawing: “Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 7,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: The grown-up baptismal seraph looks a little like a person with many-colored, flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed.The seraph is bright yellow and darker yellow. Its raiment, or clothing, is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes, in this instance, in a palette of bright blue and violet.

Drawing: “Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 8,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The grown-up baptismal seraph looks a little like a person with many-colored, flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed.The seraph is bright yellow and darker yellow. Its raiment, or clothing, is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes, in this instance, in a palette of orange and beige, overlaid by palettes of pink and light green, and of bright blue and violet.

Drawing: “Grown-up Baptismal Seraph 8,” by Alice B. Clagett, 13 May 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: The grown-up baptismal seraph looks a little like a person with many-colored, flowing robes, but no face, hands or feet are portrayed.The seraph is bright yellow and darker yellow. Its raiment, or clothing, is made of Light, which emanates from the seraph’s center, and resembles many-colored, flowing robes, in this instance, in a palette of orange and beige, overlaid by palettes of pink and light green, and of bright blue and violet.

CREDITS
Drawings, story, narration and video by Alice B. Clagett, CC BY-SA 4.0
Music: “Cylinder Two” from the Album “Cylinders” by Chris Zabriskie, CC BY 4.0

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

See also … Link: “Awakening of a Baptismal Sylph and of the Human Heart It Guards,” drawings by Alice B. Clagett, published on 13 May 2019, revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-cK0 ..

For more on how the Devic Realm interacts with humankind, see … Citation: “Devas and Men: A Compilation of Theosophical Studies on the Angelic Kingdom,” by the Southern Centre of Theosophy, Robe, South Australia, 1977

 

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On Using Aluminum Foil to Shield the Body and Brain During Solar Events . by Alice B. Clagett *

Written on 11 January 2019; published on 3 June 2019

  • PROS AND CONS OF USING ALUMINUM FOIL TO SHIELD THE BODY AND BRAIN DURING A GEOSTORM
  • ALICE’S PERILOUS TALES: DARK ATTACK AND TRIP FROM LOS ANGELES TO THE PACIFIC OCEAN
    • Overcoming Psychic Attack: Spinning Wheels of Energy in the Head
      • Visualization to Overcome This Hostile Mental Suggestion
  • MORE INFORMATION

Image: “Aluminum Foil Hat Test,” self-portrait by Alice B. Clagett, 12 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

Image: “Aluminum Foil Hat Test,” self-portrait by Alice B. Clagett, 12 December 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..  

Dear Ones,

I have held off on publishing this because of all the jokes about aluminum foil and mental illness. Despite the ribald humor surrounding the topic, I have found, from personal experience as a telepath, that there are pros and cons to using aluminum foil to shield the body so as to prevent mental turmoil during Solar Events. Here is the scoop …

PROS AND CONS OF USING ALUMINUM FOIL TO SHIELD THE BODY AND BRAIN DURING A GEOSTORM

People talk about using heavy weight aluminum foil as a cap on the head or a tent over the body during severe geostorms. I realize this is pretty much a joke to most people; but, I figure, any port in a storm.

If it works for you, then I feel it will be all right in the short term to use it. But after a half hour or so, I feel that aluminum foil on or near the head interferes with brain function; this is just my personal intuition about it; you may feel differently.

If a person is caught outside during a severe geostorm … say the automobile ignition or electrical system temporarily fails, and the person is stuck there on the freeway for a while … then a double layer of heavy weight aluminum foil … inside a hat on the head, so as to avoid looking completely silly … can help temporarily.

ALICE’S PERILOUS TALES: DARK ATTACK AND TRIP FROM LOS ANGELES TO THE PACIFIC OCEAN

Overcoming Psychic Attack: Spinning Wheels of Energy in the Head

I remember an instance when, about ten years ago, I sensed a gathering storm of telepathic rage, which seemed to be emanating from a distant telepath who was venting anger. I recall telepathically hearing him creating, through mental suggestion, spinning wheels of Light inside my head. The wheels were an inch or less in diameter, and they consisted of angry, spinning energy.

This unknown telepath would, so it then seemed, place a wheel here, and another there, until it seemed there were nothing but enraged wheels of energy spinning around inside my head. At that time I identified more with my intellect than I do today, and I found this astral story very disconcerting.

Visualization to Overcome This Hostile Mental Suggestion. Later I channeled a technique to neutralize other peoples’ mental suggestion of angry spinning energy inside the head … That is to visualize and feel into one such spinning wheel. Imagine a positive, strong energy spinning in the other direction within the wheel. Visualize this oppositely spinning energy putting a brake on the angry spin, till the wheel comes to rest. Then go on to the next angry spinning wheel, and do the same.

To continue with the perilous tale: At the time when the angry, spinning wheels first seemed to be hurled, through mental suggestion, into my brain, I had no technique with which to neutralize this work. I felt frightened, and was not sure what to do. To me, it felt as if I were experiencing what is termed by Ascensioneers a ‘Dark Attack’.

Then I thought maybe the angry energies seemingly hurled from afar might be picking up steam because of similar negative energies it encountered while passing through the astral airs of the city. I thought it might be good to go to the Pacific Ocean, which was more sparsely settled, and whose ‘astral airs’ might be expected to have less angry thought forms in them, If what seemed at the time to be a telepathic attack continued, the less dense noosphere and the balmy breezes by the ocean might shield me from the putative psychic’s ire, till it should pass.

I began to drive west out of Los Angeles, towards the Pacific Ocean. When a telepath is in an automobile outdoors, there is not much shielding from incoming telepathy. This has partly to do with the insulating quality of the rubber tires of the automobile.

So the telepath in the car is less grounded than she would be while walking or sitting on the Earth. To help with shielding during the drive, I thought to use aluminum foil as a telepathic shield in my hat. For more about aluminum shielding, as used in the Space Program, see …

Link: “Protonfall Today . Importance of Cosmic Ray Shielding,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 3 July 2019, 6 pm PDT … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-duh ..

This helped a little, but not greatly; the aluminum foil over my head became so hot … from whatever energy was hitting it from above … that I had to seek shelter in an auto repair facility along my route. The roof of the repair facility was made of thick tin, and the walls were made of wood; one wall was mostly untimbered so as to allow autos in. The right-hand repair bay, which had a timbered wall, offered sufficient shielding to allow me to remove the aluminum foil, which was scalding hot, from inside my hat.

Our ancestors, I feel, must have felt awe and terror when they encountered the unknown. I can imagine how it must have been when they viewed a solar eclipse or sensed an earthquake. It must have been harrowing for them.

As you may imagine, it was no less so for me on that occasion, for I confronted something never before encountered in my life, even in my reading about the phenomena of this world. What transpired was entirely beyond my ken, and to my mind seemed perilously uncanny. I say this because of what transpired when I finally got to a motel near the ocean …

As an EMF sensitive, I could tell that the closet in my motel room would offer more shielding than the outer part of the room. As the closet had no door to shield it from the motel room window, I thought to set up an aluminum foil tent in the closet to shield it from incoming telepathy.

I tried folding together two six-foot-long, double layers of heavy-weight aluminum foil and placing them over the clothes rod in the motel room closet. The result was a double-layered, open-sided ‘tent’ of aluminum foil six feet tall and about two feet wide at the bottom. It seemed not to help, when I sat under it.

I took the foil off the clothes rod, laid the foil on the floor, and began meditating. That did help.

Nevertheless, I sensed ‘a great disturbance in the Force’ … a phrase I recall to be from the movie “Star Wars: Episode IV – A New Hope” (1977) …

Video: “I Felt a Great Disturbance in the Force,” by QuoteThatGuy, 28 January 2014 … https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EKu7TYWNxqA ..

I could sense the EMF energies in the motel room moving about in untoward swooping, sweeping motions. My cat went and hid under the bed.

When I opened my eyes after the meditation, I noticed the aluminum foil blanket had risen about a foot above the closet floor and was wavering and wandering about, as if it were a semisentient hydroplane. I felt like getting under the bed with my cat!

What, I wondered, might cause a blanket of aluminum foil so heavy to float and move? As far as I could tell, I did not have the clair ability of psychokinesis … the power to move physical objects around.

Setting aside the Dark Attack hypothesis …  although the event felt sinister at the time … then what remained was the notion of electromagnetic disturbance in the atmosphere caused by a Solar Event. For more on that theory, which I have developed in more recent years, see my blog category:  Solar events – geostorms

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

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MORE INFORMATION

Link: “Geomagnetic Crack and Weekend Noospheric Unrest,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 18 March 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-bWa … See this section and those that follow it: ELECTRICITY AND THE HUMAN NERVOUS SYSTEM

Link: “Cities of Light and Crystal Gridwork,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 25 May 2014; revised and republished on 27 December 2017 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-89N ..

Link: “Call to Action: Carrington Effect on Transportation,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 9 September 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-aap ..

Link: “Community Alert: Preparing for Solar and Gateway Event EMF Hypersensitivity,” by Alice B. Clagett, written on 19 February 2015; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-4xN ..

Link: “Psychokinesis,” in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psychokinesis ..

Link: “Tiny Anthology: Funny Self-Portraits,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 4 February 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-gjw ..

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Alice’s Perilous Tales: The Man with the Trembling Pinkie . by Alice B. Clagett

Published on 23 May 2019; updated
Location: Saint Thomas the Apostle Episcopal Church in Hollywood, California

  • ALICE’S PERILOUS TALES: THE MAN WITH THE TREMBLING PINKIE
    • Encounter with the Man in a Hollywood Church Parking Lot: How it Began
    • Sighting the Man in a Mar Vista Coffee Shop
    • Eight-Foot Tall Astral Form of the Man Walked Through a Wall and into a Group Meditation
      • Sidebar: Terminator 2: Judgment Day – The Terminator Morphs Out of a Corridor Floor
    • Encounter with the Man in a Hollywood Church Parking Lot: His Little Finger Began to Tremble
      • Descent of the Dark: Video and Animated Gif
      • Dark Attack
      • Might This Have Been an Encounter with a Multiple Personality?
      • Might the Man Have Been a Satan Cult Member?
    • Encounter with the Man in a Hollywood Church Parking Lot: How I Invoked the Protection of Archangel Michael
    • Encounter with the Man in a Hollywood Church Parking Lot: How I Was Saved
      • Sidebar: Descent of Grace
    • Conclusion: On Ma’at – The Principle of Balance of Light and Dark in the Realm of Duality
  • MORE INFORMATION

Dear Ones,

ALICE’S PERILOUS TALES: THE MAN WITH THE TREMBLING PINKIE

Encounter with the Man in a Hollywood Church Parking Lot: How It Began

In December of 2011 an alarming event happened to me; an event so harrowing that I have found it difficult to set down on paper, although I have tried many times.

In physical terms, the event was simple, and over with in an instant. It is the sense of terror I experienced that night, that I have not, till this very day, been able to quell.

Looking back through the window of time, it was the night of 4 December 2011. I had just gone to a Sunday evening service at Saint Thomas the Apostle Episcopal Church in Hollywood, California …

Link: “St. Thomas the Apostle Hollywood,” in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St._Thomas_the_Apostle_Hollywood ..

The vaulted ceiling of this church and the  is ideal for the transmission of Angelic light and love …

Image: “Interior of Saint Thomas the Apostle Hollywood,” CC BY-SA 3.0, in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:St._Thomas_Hollywood_Interior.jpg ..

I was sitting in the back of the church, on the far left, and the flow of the Incoming Light was as illustrated here …

Link: “Dynamics of Group Meditation,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 18 April 2016; revised on 21 May 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-57K … Search for the subheading: ILLUSTRATION 26. VORTICAL ENERGY: FACILITATOR IS SITTING AT BACK LEFT IN A CHURCH WITH CENTRAL AND SIDE WING SEATING AREAS

The music of the church organ and the voices of the choir brought in the Angelic Realm. Before my startled psychic eyes, tier after tier of cherubim and seraphim descended into the church, blessing the congregation, and filling the surrounding area, for blocks around, with Angelic Light.

After the service, I was in a state of joy such as would be difficult to convey. I felt blessed beyond measure, beyond time and space; infinitely blessed.

I had only to go to the parking lot, retrieve my car, and head for home.

The church parking lot was separated from the church by a building just to its north, on North Gardner Street. As I began to walk up that little traveled residential street, I saw that dusk had fallen. The street was not lit by streetlights. And so, I walked very alertly toward where my car was parked.

As I approached the southeastern edge of the parking lot, I saw a stranger standing in the lot, with his back turned toward me. This man had loosely curly white hair, a little like that in this photo of Mark Twain, but without the mustache …

Image: “A Portrait of Mark Twain Including Signature circa 1884,” from “The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn” (Harper edition, 1912), 1884, from Wikimedia Commons … public domain.

Image: “A Portrait of Mark Twain Including Signature circa 1884,” from “The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn” (Harper edition, 1912), 1884, from Wikimedia Commons … public domain.

It seemed to me, in the dim light from the street, that his hair was light blonde, or maybe white. I thought him to be taller than me (I am 5’3″) by a few inches; in other words, not tall, but also not very short. He was neither overweight nor underweight, and perhaps in his 40s or 50s.

I felt the man must have heard my footsteps: His shoulders stiffened, as if he did not want me to be there, or as if he were angry. Then the man’s smallest left finger began to tremble.

A feeling of mortal peril overcame me. It was a feeling of an intensity seldom before experienced in this lifetime (and only once since then). In my mind a series of visions of past events flashed by, all in the wink of an eye …

Sighting the Man in a Mar Vista Coffee Shop

I remembered that, not long prior, I had seen a man of similar stature and with similar hair, back turned toward me, working on a laptop in a coffee shop on Venice Blvd in the community of Mar Vista (near Marina del Rey, California) when I went in for coffee before an evening meditation class. Come to think of it, it may be the establishment now named Mavro Coffee, 2224 Venice Blvd, Los Angeles, California.

In that instance, I also had had an ominous feeling, an inexplicable feeling of terror, when I noticed that the smallest right finger of the man’s hand, on the table near the laptop, started to tremble.

I remembered how, from inside my house in the San Fernando Valley one evening not long before, I had sensed evil intent lurking a few houses away, up a nearby hill; and then had gone on foot, with my flashlight, to investigate. As I walked up the street, I heard a car start, and rapidly gain speed. Intuitively I sensed the driver’s rage; felt the fingers of his right hand close round the grip of a pistol; felt the weight of the metal and the lethal energy of the weapon; felt his rage diminish ever so slightly as, streaking past me, he failed to raise the handgun and fire.

Eight-Foot Tall Astral Form of the Man Walked Through a Wall and into a Group Meditation

I remembered sitting in the meditation class a week or so prior, and sensing that a demonic energy was gathering in a car parked a block away, on West Charnock Road in Mar Vista, Los Angeles, California. Before my startled astral eyes, the eight-foot figure of a man, transparent but somehow very solid, emerged from the wall behind my back and to my right. It was the same Mark Twain hairdo! The man had the same stature as the one I now faced. It was like the man that materialized out of the floor in “Terminator 2: Judgment Day.”

I remembered tapping a well of courage, rushing out of the house to the corner, looking up Charnock Road to where I felt danger to be lurking … And how, deja vu, an old sports car parked on the south side of Charnock Road, across a residential intersection, roared to life, gained speed from zero to 60 while crossing the intersection, and shot past me at breakneck speed, heading for McLaughlin Avenue.

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Sidebar: Terminator 2: Judgment Day – The Terminator Morphs Out of a Corridor Floor

Remember the “Terminator 2: Judgment Day” scene, where the terminator rises out of the black-and-white tiles of a corridor floor, attacks a security guard who is pausing to drink coffee there, and then morphs into the shape of the security guard?

Video: “Terminator 2 Security Guard’s Death,” by mrsierraleone007, 29 December 2012 …    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DXsyn-9VLVA I recall, uncannily, that Dan Richard Stanton, the security guard done in by the Terminator in this video clip, looked very like a person who worked in Professor Fred Fox’s office at UCLA in days long past, when I worked as an editor there.

That scene lives in my memory because the actor was someone I had known from my days working as Administrative Assistant and Scientific Editor for my boss C. Fred Fox, Ph.D., at UCLA Department of Microbiology, Immunology, and Molecular Genetics.

Of course, actors generally use stage names for their acting careers, and their given names for their work-a-day professions. I recall, though, that the same gentleman worked quite capably for Dr. Fox back then, and that he said he had an identical twin brother.

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Encounter with the Man in a Hollywood Church Parking Lot: His Little Finger Began to Tremble

To continue with the story of my encounter with the man in a Hollywood church parking lot: On approaching the parking lot that eerie evening, when I noticed the trembling finger of the standing stranger, I thought: Maybe this is the man that was in the coffee shop. Maybe this is the driver of the old sports car. Maybe this man has been stalking me.

I stopped walking, and stood very still, very centered and connected to the ground, as I had learned in the martial arts.

Descent of the Dark: Video and Animated Gif. The man got close to his vehicle. And then something happened to him. A presence … an energy … descended on him. It was three or four feet wide, and circular, around him; and about nine feet tall.

The huge size of the descended energy so alarmed me that I have made a video, showing its size compared to the man’s size …

The sound effect is in the movie is imaginary … The event took place in stark silence, in a moment that seemed frozen in time and space …

Here is an animated gif I made to illustrate the descent of the Dark. I rather like it for a visual on the size of the Darkness that descended (but the above video I feel to have more emotional impact because of its sound effect).

Animated Gif: “Obsession: Descent of the Dark,” compiled by Alice B. Clagett … DESCRIPTION: Big block of darkness descends on the silhouette of a standing man with a trench coat on.

Animated Gif: “Obsession: Descent of the Dark,” compiled by Alice B. Clagett …

DESCRIPTION: Big block of darkness descends on the silhouette of a standing man with a trench coat on.

Dark Attack. When this huge energy descended upon the man, it changed him in such a way that his energy field waxed violent; suddenly, he projected fiery menace, like that of the dragon in this image …

Image 3B: “Return of the Fire Dragon” …  https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/emporea/images/d/d9/Black_dragon_preloader.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20160216171424 ..

The stranger turned slowly around, with a liquid motion, to face me. The manner in which he turned ’round, and the feeling of his mind as he did so, reminded me of the hypnotic look in the eyes of Thulsa Doom, and the doleful fluidity, the ineluctable power of the move with which turned to behead the mother of the child Conan …

Video: “Thulsa Doom behead’s Conan’s mother – Conan the Barbarian (1982) (HD-720p),” by FilmSpectre, 25 April 2013 … https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=huTKdSZMRPg ..

The malefic energy that had come down upon the stranger was still upon him, as his gaze met mine. I had never seen the like.

I have tried to describe what occurred, but words are shabby tools for such a task. Finally, I set upon the notion of a visual presentation, and came up with this image …

Drawing: Serial killer personality behind the silhouette of the ‘normal’ personality of a person suffering from Multiple Personality Disorder, adapted and compiled by Alice B. Clagett, 22 February 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: The silhouette of a man standing, facing forward. Behind him is a painting of a giant with 7 horned heads; the giant’s stance is wide. Beneath the giant is rising up from the water a 7-headed sea monster; the monster’s arms are held up; its right hand holds up an upright sword, and its left hand an upright cudgel … COMMENTS: The silhouette represents the lowermost Black Magicker, who is confronting a Lightworker (that is you, the viewer). The giant and the sea monster represent the descent of a vortex of dark energy from a Satan cult and its artificial thought form onto their cult member who is confronting the Lightworker in the physical realm. The demeanor of the giant and the monster are meant to convey the malignant nature of the energies glommed round the Black Magicker … CREDITS: The silhouette is an adaptation of  “Man standing silhouette.svg” by Open Clip Art Library, 16 April 2009, in Wikimedia Commons, public domain. I chose this silhouette because it did not resemble anyone whom I felt to be a multiple personality. Behind the silhouette is an altered version of the painting “The Great Red Dragon and the Beast from the Sea,” by William Blake, 1805, public domain.

Drawing: Serial killer personality behind the silhouette of the ‘normal’ personality of a person suffering from Multiple Personality Disorder, adapted and compiled by Alice B. Clagett, 22 February 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com

DESCRIPTION: The silhouette of a man standing, facing forward. Behind him is a painting of a giant with 7 horned heads; the giant’s stance is wide. Beneath the giant is rising up from the water a 7-headed sea monster; the monster’s arms are held up; its right hand holds up an upright sword, and its left hand an upright cudgel …

COMMENTS: The silhouette represents the lowermost Black Magicker, who is confronting a Lightworker (that is you, the viewer). The giant and the sea monster represent the descent of a vortex of dark energy from a Satan cult and its artificial thought form onto their cult member who is confronting the Lightworker in the physical realm. The demeanor of the giant and the monster are meant to convey the malignant nature of the energies glommed round the Black Magicker … 

CREDITS: The silhouette is an adaptation of  “Man standing silhouette.svg” by Open Clip Art Library, 16 April 2009, in Wikimedia Commons, public domain. I chose this silhouette because it did not resemble anyone whom I felt to be a multiple personality. Behind the silhouette is an altered version of the painting “The Great Red Dragon and the Beast from the Sea,” by William Blake, 1805, public domain. 

Might This Have Been an Encounter with a Multiple Personality? This same drawing that also appeared in another blog, where I attempted to put a psychiatric / psychological explanation to the change in the man’s energy field …

Link: “Multiple Personality Disorder,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 29 May 2018; revised on 23 February 2019 and on 25 April 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-9cQ ..

Might the Man Have Been a Satan Cult Member? In grappling with an explanation for the event I am describing today, I included the same image, with a different caption, in another blog, in which I posited that the man might have been aligned with a Satan cult, whose energy descended upon him …

Link: “Triple Vortical ‘Vampire Effect’ – a Temporary Ascension Symptom,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 5 May 2017; revised on 22 February 2018, 22 April 2018, and 23 February 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7bd ..

Encounter with the Man in a Hollywood Church Parking Lot: How I Invoked the Protection of Archangel Michael

For today’s blog, the silhouette of the man in the image could be said to represent the stranger in the parking lot. The glowering brow of the many-headed being behind him imparts the menacing nature of the Dark energy I sensed round the stranger that night.

In point of fact, it felt that dreadful night as if another being … a malevolent being … had descended on this person in front of me.

I called upon the Archangel Michael, of the Angelic Realm, which had been so much with me during the church service just ended.

Encounter with the Man in a Hollywood Church Parking Lot: How I Was Saved

By God’s grace I felt the descent of just as strong an energy for the good, all around me and above me.

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Sidebar: Descent of Light and Grace

Here are two images that to some extent portray the Descent of Grace, sometime termed the Descent of Light …

Image: “A light display shines from where the World Trade Center used to be, New York, Sept. 11. The two beams of light are illuminated each year on the anniversary of the 9/11 attacks. (Official Marine Corps photo by Sgt. Randall A. Clinton),” author unknown, 11 September 2010, in Wikimedia Commons. This Image was released by the United States Navy with the ID 100911-M-4003C-145. As a work of the U.S. federal government, the image is in the public domain.

Image: “A light display shines from where the World Trade Center used to be, New York, Sept. 11. The two beams of light are illuminated each year on the anniversary of the 9/11 attacks. (Official Marine Corps photo by Sgt. Randall A. Clinton),” author unknown, 11 September 2010, in Wikimedia Commons. This Image was released by the United States Navy with the ID 100911-M-4003C-145. As a work of the U.S. federal government, the image is in the public domain.

Figure 17, “Response to Devotion,” from “Thought-Forms,” by Annie Besant and C. W. Leadbeater. (2005). Urbana, Illinois: Project Gutenberg. Retrieved 8 March 2017, http://www.gutenberg.org/files/16269/16269-h/16269-h.htm ..

Figure 17, “Response to Devotion,” from “Thought-Forms,” by Annie Besant and C. W. Leadbeater. (2005). Urbana, Illinois: Project Gutenberg. Retrieved 8 March 2017 …http://www.gutenberg.org/files/16269/16269-h/16269-h.htm ..

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There was a zinging in the air, as this Angelic energy countered the giant of the Dark that crouched upon the man …

What happened, at that moment, was a detente … a ‘squaring off’ … of perhaps what you would say was a Fallen Angel … and the holy presence of Archangel Michael.

Then I sensed another man approaching from the direction of the church. I could tell by his steady, slow footsteps that he was a man of medium weight, in good health; and from the psychic plane, I gathered he was a mild-mannered, well-intentioned person.

With a start, the angry man who confronted me sensed the presence of the other man. At that moment, the hold that the huge, Dark energy had on him was broken.

Then slowly the first man turned round to his right, placed a key in the door of a van, and got in. As he was closing the van door, I got into my car and, by God’s grace, escaped.

Conclusion: On Ma’at – The Principle of Balance of Light and Dark in the Realm of Duality 

As the atmosphere of Earth is fraught with polarities, with a sometimes tumultuous mixing of Light and Dark, at times of Incoming Light there is often stark contrast, in the eye of the Lightworker, between the Descent of Light and Grace and geographically adjacent Descent of Dark, which is some times termed a Dark Attack …

Link: “Compendium: On Ma’at and the Principle of Balance,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 19 February 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-bLx ,,

As Ascensioneers, Pathfinders, Wayshowers, and Gatekeepers, let us keep in mind, during this turbulent time of Earth’s Ascension, with complete faith in the outcome, that we can rely upon the Will, the Heart, and the Mind of God to see us safely through the merging of Dark timelines with those of Light, if only we align our wills, our hearts, and our minds with His plan for life on Earth.

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

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MORE INFORMATION

Link: “A Poem for the Man with the Trembling Pinkie,” by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 9 August 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-dTY ..

Link: “How Do Predators Hypnotize Their Prey?” by Alice B. Clagett, begun on 31 May 2018; published on 26 June 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-9sy … See the section: Demonic Obsession or Possession: Rhythmic Movements While Stalking Prey

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Stories by Alice: Something Extraordinary . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 4 November 2018; published on 10 December 2018
Previously titled: Something Extraordinary

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • Photo by Alice

Dear Ones,

Here is a short video on the transformation of a fallen angel by a church congregation on a Sunday …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

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

Something extraordinary happened at church today. There was a lot of energy in the room … energy of grace and God’s Light … while they were worshiping. And the being called Lucifer came in … I invited the being in, in case it wanted to transform to the Light.

It showed up. And then it fell into the Light in the room, and it transformed to no longer a Fallen Angel … to its original self. It was glorious.

I bade the other archangels welcome it back. And thank God it was today, 4 November 2018, that this happened. We will see what happens next, I guess, here on Ascending Earth.

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

Photo by Alice

Image: “Pink Roses,” by Alice B. Clagett, 4 November 2018, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Pink Roses,” by Alice B. Clagett, 4 November 2018, CC BY-SA 4.0
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Stories by Alice: Astigmatism or Spontaneous Healing? . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 4 November 2018; published on 10 December 2018
Previously titled: Astigmatism or Spontaneous Healing? 

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • Eyelid Flutter as a Means of Language of Light Transmission for DNA Upgrades
    • Codes of the Great Remembering
    • I Recall Making Spontaneous Mudras as a Charismatic Christian Church, and Being Drummed Out Because of That
    • Eyelid Flutter as a Less Obtrusive Light Transmission Method Devised by My Ascension Team
    • Conclusion

Dear Ones,

Here is a video on spontaneous mudras and other forms of alternative healing. An edited Summary follows the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Eyelid Flutter as a Means of Language of Light Transmission for DNA Upgrades

I was greeting people today, and when I greeted one of the people, my eyelids were fluttering while I greeted her. I have noticed, on some of my videos, that my eyelids are fluttering a lot. I asked up … you know? … I asked my Ascension team about it, because I was wondering what it really was. Is it because I have astigmatism? Maybe I need glasses? What could it be?

My team came back, almost immediately, with the explanation that it was a method of transmitting DNA codes for the connection between the DNA code that is physical (that is in the etheric DNA template), and on, to other dimensional sets of DNA codes, so as to bring in the 12-strand DNA.

Codes of the Great Remembering

Fluttering of the eyelids is apparently one method of transmitting the codes of the Great Remembering for the Ascension of Earth. You can take a look at that in some of my prior videos … I seem to be doing that quite a lot. And in others I am just looking straight forward, and nothing is going on.

The same was the case today: People would walk up and people were greeting. They were so open and cordial and friendly! And sometimes one of my eyelids would flutter for a little while, or the other one, maybe, for a moment … or both at the same time. Sometimes nothing at all would happen, in terms of the eyelids.

I have to trust that my team knows what they are doing, but it makes me look kind of unusual!

I Recall Making Spontaneous Mudras as a Charismatic Christian Church, and Being Drummed Out Because of That

Thinking back to the time I was at another church, some years ago, and then I was drummed out … I have written about that! … I was drummed out because I was using spontaneous mudras for the Incoming Light coming in, and spreading around to the congregation for healing of people’s Souls, and their subtle and physical bodies.

See my blog category: Mudras and kriyas by Alice … for illustrations of hand positions a little like spontaneous mudras.

There was so much Light coming in, because of the fervor of the congregation! It was like in India, where some people have the gift of spontaneous mudras for healing … But it was very noticeable. And probably the reason they asked me to leave that place was that I was a standout in terms of odd hand movements, you know?

Link: “Baptismal Sylph,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, written on 21 April 2013; revised and published on 10 June 2018; revised on 26 April 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-5UH ..

Link: “Baptism and Sign of the Cross to Protect the Heart,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 5 December 2014; revised …  https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7NM ..

Eyelid Flutter as a Less Obtrusive Light Transmission Method Devised by My Ascension Team

So I guess, in my mind was imprinted, after that, that I will be kicked out of any church that I do spontaneous mudras in. And maybe my Team arranged the eyelid fluttering as a less obtrusive way of encoding the same gifts of the Great Remembering in other people.

Conclusion

So I have that for you! … Then, on the other hand, I am going to go to the eye doctor and make sure there is nothing wrong with regard to astigmatism, just in case! [laughs]

You all take care! Love you lots!

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
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Stories by Alice: Christ’s Father . and Om Ma . channeled by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 30 September 2018; published on 4 October 2018; republished on 7 November 2018
Previously titled: Christ’s Father . and Om Ma

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • Christ’s Father
    • Stories by Alice: Ra-En and ‘Om Ma’
    • Stories by Alice: Channeling the Hathors Regarding Arcturus as ‘Father’
    • Photos by Alice

Dear Ones,

Here is a short video with a vision I had about Christ during a church service. I have been delaying publishing it because I see it runs contrary to Christian teaching; yet it may be a little along the lines of channelings of other Lightworkers on the topic. Finding myself ‘betwixt a rock and a hard place’… as they used to say in my grandparents’ day … I am finally decided to publish the video; there is a Summary beneath it.

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

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

Christ’s Father

I was at church just now. They were singing a song that has in it the refrain “Father, Father.” It speaks of a Father that can have a home in our hearts. Last time I was here, they sang that song as well. I channeled something during these two sessions with that song and that congregation, that I would like to share with you.

Christ spoke of his Father in Heaven. This song speaks of that Father as well. But who is that Father?

Amongst the Lightworkers there is a saying that Christ came from Arcturus, but that he spent some time with the people of Sirius. And then He came to Earth, to bring the Light of his teachings to Earth. And while he was here, he spoke very highly of his Father.

Stories by Alice: Ra-En and ‘Om Ma’

When I ran into Ra-En, in the deserts of California some years ago …

Link: “Ra-En: First Contact with a Star Civilization,” by Alice B. Clagett, written on 26 September 2013; updated on 24 November 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-W2 ..

… I channeled something regarding myself … and maybe regarding the human race … maybe regarding women in the human race. The words were …

I am of Arcturus. My name is Om Ma.  [That means ‘Infinite Mother’.]

So, like Christ, we women of Earth are from Arcturus … the healing planet; the great healers of the Universe.

Stories by Alice: Channeling the Hathors Regarding Arcturus as ‘Father’

In 2012 and 2013, during the Shift, I channeled the Hathors of Earth’s Solar Planes. And those beings of great love and Light and laughter … those most wonderful beings … are ever in my memory.  They came from Sirius. And then they colonized Venus. And then they colonized Earth’s Solar Planes.

The channeling that I had, goes on with reference to this. It said: My Father dwells on Arcturus. 

And I said: What does that word ‘Father’ mean?

And they said: When Christ came to Earth, that was the closest word we could find. It means: ‘We are your ancestors. And we hold you in our hearts with love.’

The channeling went on like this: I am of Arcturus. From there I went to Sirius. And from thence to Venus. And now I dwell in the Solar Planes of this Ascending Planet Earth. My name is Om-Ma.

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

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Image: “Self-Portrait in Pink Rose,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2018, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Self-Portrait in Pink Rose,” by Alice B. Clagett, 30 September 2018, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Flowers 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 4 October 2018, CC BY-SA 4.0

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Nearby Star Systems, Syriun Colonization of Venus, Ra and Hathors . by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 3 November 2018

  • VISIBLE STAR SYSTEMS NEAR OUR SOLAR SYSTEMS
    • Nearby Dwarves
  • COLONIZATION OF OUR SOLAR SYSTEM BY SYRIUS
  • ON HATHOR VISITS TO EARTH
  • RA INTERVENTIONS ON EARTH
    • Long-Necks: Akhenaten, Nefertiti, and Their Daughters
    • Thoughts on the House Altar of the Royal Family
      • Rays of Sunlight Ending in Ankhs
      • The Kiss?
      • Breath of Life or Healing?
      • History of a Star Race?
      • Thoth and the Christian Faith: The Cross Within a Circle
  • WHAT CLIMES THE HATHORS FIND HOSPITABLE
    • Venus
    • Earth’s Solar Astral Planes
    • The Borderline Between Earth’s Thermosphere and the Exosphere ,,, Perhaps During Impact on Earth of Coronal Mass Ejections
    • Stories by Alice: Human Heart (for a Brief Vacation)
  • DEPICTIONS OF THE GODDESS HATHOR IN ANCIENT EGYPT
    • Star Symbolism of Sun With Horns of Hathor
    • Eighth Chakra: Gateway to Star Knowledge
  • FOOTNOTE: Anak

Dear Ones,

This is about nearby solar systems, about the Syriun colonization of Venus, and about the Hathors That Have Befriended Earth and humankind …

VISIBLE STAR SYSTEMS NEAR OUR SOLAR SYSTEMS

According to Wikipedia, “There are 52 stellar systems beyond our own Solar system that currently lie within 5.0 parsecs (16.3 light-years) of the Sun. These systems contain a total of 63 stars, of which 50 are red dwarfs, by far the most common type of star in the Milky Way. Much more massive stars, such as our own, make up the remaining 13.” –from Link: “List of nearest stars and brown dwarfs,” in Wikipedia …  https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_nearest_stars_and_brown_dwarfs ..

In the 52 star systems closest to our Sun (within 5 parsecs of our Sun) there are 13 stars similar to our own. Reading down further in the Wikipedia article, I find that there are 10 stars visible to the naked eye; in the list of these, below, I have added channeled intel, where available, in green font …

  • Alpha Centauri (Rigil Kentaurus) … with two suns, both visible (4.2 and 4.4 light years away) … Alpha Centaurians are a very wise, and understandably stand-offish race with regard to emerging star races
  • Sirius (α Canis Majoris) … with one visible star, and one not visible (8.7 light years away) … Siriuns are a star race characterized by joy, loving kindness, and fierce protectiveness of emerging star races, for the All, through Free Will
  • Epsilon Eridani … with one sun (10.4 light years away)
  • 61 Cygni … with two suns (11.4 light years away)
  • Procyon (α Canis Minoris) … with one sun visible, and one not visible  (11.4 light years away)
  • Tau Ceti … with one sun (11.8 light years away) … I intuit danger emanating from Tau Ceti. It could be they are a 10th density (10th ‘dimensional’) warrior race. On the positive side, as Earth humans are able to experience 10th density now, those who do so will can help stabilize the electromagnetic field of Earth so as to quarantine those of Tau Ceti and keep them out of the tenth chakra of our human energy fields. This may have to do with the astral interference I sense in my transpersonal chakras; for more about it, search my blog for the term: astral thuggee
  • Epsilon Indi … with one sun and two brown dwarfs (11.9 light years away)

Nearby Dwarves

Within 5.0 parsecs of our Sun, there are 50 dwarf red stars. Then there are dwarves smaller than suns: 11 brown dwarves, and 4 white dwarves.

It is possible that these dwarves are influencing our Solar System in an astrological sense. I hope to find out more about this.

COLONIZATION OF OUR SOLAR SYSTEM BY SYRIUS

  • I feel that the Siriuns colonized Venus, in our Solar System.
  • According to “The Law of One: The Ra Material,” the planet Venus, along with her Siriun colonists, ascended long ago.
  • The star race known as Ra is of ascended Venus.
  • Ra has placed its loving Awareness on Alpha Centauri, Cepheus (Alpha Cephei is 49 light years from Earth) and Zeta Reticuli (39 light years from Earth), and also on Earth in our Solar system  –from Link: “Law of One: The Ra Material” Question-Answer 81.24 … https://www.lawofone.info/results.php?s=81#24 ..
  • According to star knowledge channeled by  Judy Satori … https://judysatori.com/ … in her book “Sunshine Before the Dawn,” Earth long ago had a mishap, and descended from a higher vibration to the third and fourth dimensions.
  • Possibly because of this, a delegation of Ascended Venutians known as Ra (or according to my intel, Ra-En), have been studying and attempting to help Earth and her beings in their Ascension process.
  • Here is the history of their interactions with humans, including their contact with Ancient Egyptians and with Ancient South Americans. –from Link: “Law of One: The Ra Material,”  Category Ra, Subcategory Ra’s Work on Earth” … https://www.lawofone.info/results.php?c=Ra&su=Ra%E2%80%99s+Work+on+Earth#Ra%E2%80%99s+Work+on+Earth You will notice the building of pyramids in both cultures, as a means of protecting humans.
  • The symbols of the Cow-Lioness goddess Hathor-Sekhmet also showed up in Ancient Egypt. It is my feeling that these represent the nourishing, protective presence of the Ascended Venutians amongst us.

Thus, according to my intuition, there is a line of star race knowledge from Syrius to Venus to the Hathors of Earth’s Solar Astral Planes to the Ra and Ra-En delegations to the highest astral planes of Earth, and from thence to the star knowledge imparted to Earth through Hathor visions and visitations on planes fourth dimensional and higher.

ON HATHOR VISITS TO EARTH

Some of these visits are documented by me and other Ascension workers. For instance …

Tom Kenyon speaks of the Hathors as both interdimensional and intergalactic … Link: “Who Are the Hathors,” by Tom Kenyon … https://tomkenyon.com/who-are-the-hathors ..

Peggy Black, in her “Morning Messages” … https://www.peggyblack.com/morning-messages … talks quite frequently about her Hathor Ascension team, which, through its loving and wise advice, helps her through the vicissitudes of life on Earth.

And I and another human observer spoke and/or interacted with a Ra delegation a few years back, a portion of which is documented here …

Link: “Ra-En: First Contact with a Star Civilization,” by Alice B. Clagett, written on 26 September 2013; updated on 24 November 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-W2 ..

RA INTERVENTIONS ON EARTH

Other visits by Ra to Earth have been documented in “Law of One: The Ra Material,” as follows …

The Ra delegation, from amongst the ascended beings of Venus, also intervened in Ancient Egypt. It is through their intervention that Pharaoh Akehnaten proclaimed a ‘Law of One’ during his reign …

Link: “Law of One: The Ra Material,” Subcategory ‘Ra’s Work on Earth'” … https://www.lawofone.info/results.php?c=Ra&su=Ra%E2%80%99s+Work+on+Earth#Ra%E2%80%99s+Work+on+Earth%20. ... Search the term: Akhenaten … There are two instances of that name on this page.

Long-Necks: Akhenaten, Nefertiti, and Their Daughters

The Egyptian pharaoh Akhenaten and his Royal Wife Nefertiti were long-necked, and they were influenced by Ra.

Thus I gather they may have been Nephilim, descended from Anakim (singular ‘Anak’). (1) It is possible that the ‘Anak’ gene strand had greater cognitive capability than other humans of that era, That might make them more respected as leaders of Egypt … natural choices for leadership, I suppose. It would also make them able to appreciate the wisdom of the ascended Venutians …

Image: “A colossal statue of Akhenaten from his Aten Temple at Karnak. Egyptian Museum of Cairo,” in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:GD-EG-Caire-Mus%C3%A9e061.JPG ..

Image: “Picture of the Nefertiti bust in Neues Museum, Berlin,” in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Nofretete_Neues_Museum.jpg ..

Image: “A house altar showing Akhenaten, Nefertiti and three of their daughters. 18th dynasty, reign of Akhenaten,” circa -1340, from Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Akhenaten,_Nefertiti_and_their_children.jpg

Thoughts on the House Altar of the Royal Family

Rays of Sunlight Ending in Ankhs. I note the rays of sunlight, some of which end in ankhs …

Image: “Ankh, an Ancient Egyptian symbol meaning ‘life’,” by Alice B. Clagett, 3 November 2018, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Ankh, an Ancient Egyptian symbol meaning ‘life’,” by Alice B. Clagett, 3 November 2018, CC BY-SA 4.0

The Ankh is an Ancient Egyptian symbol meaning ‘life’, So certain rays of the Sun (2 such rays for each parent) are giving life to Akhenaten and Nefertiti.

The Kiss? I note also, in the House Altar of the Royal Family, that Akhenaten is holding one daughter up to his lips; her lips are next to his. This might be considered, in a modern connotation, a kiss, a gesture of endearment.

My own thoughts about this gesture are two …

Breath of Life or Healing? First, it could be that the Sun is giving the Ankh, the life, to Akhenaten, and he is breathing the life into his daughter. Perhaps she is ill, and he is healing her.

History of a Star Race? As well, it could be that the Sun is imparting knowledge of the racial history of the star beings from whom Akhenaten and Nefertiti are descended, through the blessing of the Ankh, to Akhenaten, and that he is breathing that knowledge … possibly through telepathy … into his daughter.

Thoth and the Christian Faith: The Cross Within a Circle. For more on the Ankh symbol, and its relationship to the cross within a circle spoken of in The Emerald Tablets of Thoth, see …

Link: “The Emerald Tablets of Thoth: The Cross and the Circle,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 26 March 2015; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-58v ..

WHAT CLIMES THE HATHORS FIND HOSPITABLE

Venus

“The Law of One” states that current conditions on Venus are hospitable for those beings in the fifth dimension in the sixth dimension, but not for beings in the third dimension … Link: “Law of One: The Ra Material,” Question-Answer 6.6 … https://www.lawofone.info/results.php?s=6#6 ..

According to Wikipedia, “The atmosphere of Venus is the layer of gases surrounding Venus. It is composed primarily of carbon dioxide and is much denser and hotter than that of Earth. The temperature at the surface is 740 K [Kelvin] (467 °C, 872 °F), and the pressure is 93 bar (9.3 MPa), roughly the pressure found 900 m (3,000 ft) underwater on Earth …” –from Link: “Atmosphere of Venus” in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Atmosphere_of_Venus ..

Again according to Wikipedia, the temperature of our Sun’s corona … which extends millions of kilometers out into space, is about 5×106 K –from Link: “Sun,” in Wikipedia …  https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sun ..

Earth’s Solar Astral Planes

Wes Annac speaks of the Hathors of Earth’s Solar Astral Planes as being the area in astral space where Earth’s astral planes begin to contact our Sun’s astral planes …

Link: “The Hathors of Earth’s Solar Astral Planes,” by Wes Annac … referral by Alice B. Clagett, published on 1 July 2016 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-5KN ..

It seems to me probable, then, that the Hathor delegation to Earth has found a comfortable place to abide within our Sun’s outer corona, which simulates conditions on Venus … or else from which they can ping or bounce blessings from residents of Venus to human beings on Earth.

The Borderline Between Earth’s Thermosphere and the Exosphere ,,, Perhaps During Impact on Earth of Coronal Mass Ejections

Gathering from my own experience, sometimes smaller delegations (Ra-En) find a way into the area between Earth’s thermosphere and the exosphere, for observation, in hopes of increasing their ability to assist young star races in the ascension process.

Intuition tells me this area of Earth’s atmosphere may be visitable by a Hathor delegation during impact on Earth of Coronal Mass Ejections.

Stories by Alice: Human Heart (for a Brief Vacation)

My own experience of a small group of Hathors winging their joyful way through my heart chakra makes me feel that the human heart is also a viable ‘vacation spot’ for this loving, joy-filled star race.

Once again, intuition tells me that our human hearts may be visitable by a Hathor delegation during impact on Earth of Coronal Mass Ejections, especially X-flares, and most particularly when several volleys of X-flares take place within a few days of each other, setting our magnetsphere humming and thrumming with Solar energy.

DEPICTIONS OF THE GODDESS HATHOR IN ANCIENT EGYPT

From the many depictions of the goddess Hathor in Ancient Egypt, it is clear that the Hathors were visitors there. Here is one such depiction …

Image: “Temple of Hatshepsut, Luxor, Egypt. Hathor Column.” in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:S_F-E-CAMERON_EGYPT_2006_HATSHEPSUT00195.JPG ..

Star Symbolism of Sun With Horns of Hathor

I note, in this image, the horns of Hathor are holding an image of the Sun. Since our Sun is one of many stars, and since the horns represent the milk-giving, cow aspect of Hathor,  to me this means that the Hathors hold the star knowledge that nourishes humankind. I note that Hathor’s long neck is not shown here … perhaps that detail was lost in the winds of time …

Image: “New Kingdom, the Goddess Hathor Greets Seth I, from the Valley of the Kings, 1294-1279 AC ca,” in Wikimedia Commons …  https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Nuovo_regno,_la_dea_hathor_accoglie_seth_I,_dalla_valle_dei_re,_1294-1279_ac_ca..JPG ..

Eighth Chakra: Gateway to Star Knowledge

The globe within the horns over Hathor’s head might also symbolize the Eighth Chakra, gateway to knowledge of the stars, that has, since the 2012 Shift, become activated in human beings.

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

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FOOTNOTE

(1) “Anak … is a figure in the Hebrew Bible in the conquest of Canaan by the Israelites who, according to the Book of Numbers, was a forefather of the Anakim … (Heb. Anakim) who have been considered “strong and tall,” they were also said to have been a mixed race of giant people, descendants of the Nephilim (Numbers 13:33). The use of the word ‘nephilim’ in this verse describes a crossbreed of God’s sons and the daughters of man, as cited in (Genesis 6:1-2) and (Genesis 6:4). The text states that Anak was a Rephaite (Deuteronomy 2:11) and a son of Arba (Joshua 15:13). Etymologically, Anak means [long] neck….” –from Link: “Anak,” Wikipedia …  https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anak … CC-BY-SA 3.0

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The Voice of Silence . a vignette by Alice B. Clagett

Written on 7 October 2018; published on 22 October 2018

  • THE VOICE OF SILENCE, a Vignette by Alice B. Clagett

Dear Ones,

Here is a vignette I wrote for a creative writing class on 7 October 2018. The assignment was to write about the most useless thing I knew how to do …

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THE VOICE OF SILENCE
A Vignette by Alice B. Clagett
7 October 2018

When I was in college, I took a Biology class. The class sounded interesting but, as luck would have it, our instructor was a dour person with very definite opinions of a sort I had never before encountered.

I recall one such: He told us that babies in the womb were parasites upon their mothers. His manner of speaking made it clear there would be no room for argument on this point.

All these many years later, I have him to thank for this discovery: The most useless thing I know how to do is to hear a preposterous assertion and then fail to give voice to my thoughts on the truth of the matter.

It is these, our unspoken truths, that follow us all our lives long, pleading to be spoken. Whether to a group of friends, or to the warm cheer of a morning cup of coffee, or to the fire of the evening sky, these words long to be spoken.

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In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
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Our New Home . a story by Alice B. Clagett

Published on 15 September 2018; transcribed on 30 July 2018

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • OUTLINE OF THE VIDEO
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • Stories by Alice: Small Handprints in Concrete
    • Humankind’s New Handprint

Dear Ones,

This is about my childhood home, childhood memories, and trepidation and exhilaration as we step into our new home on New Earth. There are an Outline and an edited Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

OUTLINE OF THE VIDEO

  • A place near a Colorado country church where a family once lived in their trailer, which is now gone too. But on a concrete step we can still see their handprints.
  • Memory of my two younger sisters and me placing our handprints in concrete at my childhood home. I remember thinking how large my handprint looked compared to those of my younger sisters, back then.
  • Something was lost when my childhood home was lost, and something is leaving Earth right now, as we move into our new home on New Earth.
  • We human beings used to have small handprints, like those my sisters and I cast in concrete. In our new home on New Earth, we will have bigger handprints, a bigger point of view. And there will be less judgments about whose handprint is bigger. There will be lots of people in our new home … lots of nationalities, all the plants and animals on Earth, and her lands and waters. All this will come into our consideration.

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Hello, Dear Ones, It’s Alice.

I am over here at the site of the tiny little church, near where I live. It is near sunset. I was walking by, just to stretch my legs, and I noticed something where the dirt is bare over here … See this long strip of bare dirt? [Shows dirt.] … That was the site of a single-wide trailer in which a family was living a while back. They were on the church property. And then they moved out.

I was looking for a place to sit and talk to you all for a minute or two. I came across this concrete step. It was a step that went up to the stairs that went up to the door to get into the single-wide, if you can visualize that.

Along the sides of the front step were these handprints, you see? [Shows 5 handprints in a row, imprinted in the concrete on each side of the step] … Some were larger, and some were smaller. I guess the whole family got together, and made this front door stoop, and then everybody pressed their palm into it. Maybe some people pressed theirs a couple of time? It is hard to say, because it looks like they are all one-hand prints. It might have been quite a few people that lived here.

I got to thinking about my own family, and my own house. Let me sit down, and we will talk for a minute.

I do not know how much light we have left, because the Sun is going down in a blaze of glory. I ought to show you the Sun. Just a minute …

Image: “Colorado Sun Set in Autumn 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 15 September 2013, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Colorado Sun Set in Autumn 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 15 September 2013, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Colorado Sun Set in Autumn 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 15 September 2013, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Colorado Sun Set in Autumn 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 15 September 2013, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Colorado Sun Set in Autumn 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 15 September 2013, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Colorado Sun Set in Autumn 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 15 September 2013, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Colorado Sun Set in Autumn 4,” by Alice B. Clagett, 15 September 2013, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Colorado Sun Set in Autumn 4,” by Alice B. Clagett, 15 September 2013, CC BY-SA 4.0

[shows video of sunset] Here is the sunset; I got a good picture. Can you see the little rays coming up? Well, maybe not. Did you hear the cow lowing? Maybe they got out again. They are longhorn cows, and that is pretty scary! … Beautiful sunset. Wow!

Stories by Alice: Small Handprints in Concrete

I got to thinking about my own home, where I grew up, with my parents and my siblings. I remember that we did something very similar to what the family that used to live in the trailer here did … We were making a step, or something, with concrete. At the time, there were only three children: It was I, and my two sisters, and my parents.

And my father had each one of us put our handprint in the concrete. Mine was relatively large … I was the eldest child, and my baby sister at the time, who eventually became my middle sibling, had a tiny little handprint. And my middle sister had a medium-sized handprint. It was great!

We kept those handprints and that concrete, all down through the time, while my father passed on, my sister passed on, and finally my mother passed on, and the house was sold. And at the time when the house was sold, those handprints were still there. Whenever I saw them, in that tiny piece of concrete that was there at the far end of the porch near the kitchen door, I used to think back to the time when I was just a small child, and I felt like my handprint was really large … larger than my sisters’  [laughs] … And how those handprints were forever lost when we sold the family home. You know?

Humankind’s New Handprint

I got to thinking that it is a lot like how it is now, with Earth. It is kind of like we had a home on Earth, you know? We were used to having a small handprint, and we were used to having a childish point of view.

And now we are getting a new home. We are going to be living on New Earth, and our point of view is going to change a lot. It is going to include a lot more than it used to include. And there will be a lot less judgments about whose handprint is bigger than someone else’s handprint.

We will be thinking more about other people … not just our families, but lots of people. And lots of nationalities. And all the animals and plants on Earth … the beautiful waters of Earth … All this will come into our consideration.

And it will be like our new handprint … You know what I mean? … for the Universe. [sighs] … So there is a certain amount of nostalgia in looking at something like the handprints. The single-wide trailer is gone; and the family is gone.

Long after the family was gone, a family of stray cats lived underneath the trailer; I could hear them playing around under there. Now the cats are off someplace; and the family has gone on. Everything has changed, you know? There is a little bit of sadness there, when you think about everything changing. Is it not? But it is pretty cool, in a way, too. I mean, there is a little trepidation, but there are some great possibilities in the offing.

That is it for tonight. Looks like the Sun is going down, so we are ending this video just in time. Love everybody very much, and I wish you not too much trepidation in these times of change, and a chance to look forward to a wonderful future.

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
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Alice’s Perilous Tales: Energy Walls That Protect Us Against Astral Foes . by Alice B. Clagett *

Published on 24 July 2018; revised on 9 March 2019

  • PROTECTIVE ENERGY WALLS
  • MAGNETIC REPULSION AS A PROTECTIVE SHIELD
  • GIFT FROM THE STARS: ASTRAL TRILOBITE … LIVING NAVEL POINT ‘ARMOR’
  • WAS WHAT I FELT MALWE’S GIFT FROM THE ANDROMEDANS TO THE HUMAN RACE?
  • THOUGHTS ON THE ANDROMEDAN FORM AND THE ARTHROPODS OF EARTH
  • THE ‘BIG BADS’ AND THE ‘LITTLE GOODS’
  • THE HUMAN ‘TREE OF LIFE’ AND THE BEINGS THAT OUR HUMAN FORM PROTECTS
  • OUR 37.2 TRILLION BODY CELLS
  • OUR RESPONSIBILITY TO BRING JOY TO THE VAST COMMUNITY OF BEINGS THAT CALL US ‘HOME’

Dear Ones,

PROTECTIVE ENERGY WALLS

I was transcribing an early video, today, in which was mentioned a swooping in of threatening astral energy, and an energy wall that formed, out of nowhere, to repulse it, and how I have experienced this, from time to time …

Link: “Vital Body Will and Personal Integrity,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 2 September 2013; transcribed 24 July 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6Fj … See the subheading: Wall of Energy Formed that Opposed the Threat of Invading Energy ..

MAGNETIC REPULSION AS A PROTECTIVE SHIELD

In trying to figure out what this suddenly appearing wall of energy is, I sometimes think of magnets: How two ends may repulse each other, you know? This happens if both poles of the magnet are negative …

Link: “Figure 10-17. Like Poles Repel” … http://avstop.com/ac/Aviation_Maintenance_Technician_Handbook_General/images/fig10-17.jpg … DESCRIPTION: Two magnets are side by side, but not quite touching. The lefthand magnet poles are labeled S (left side of magnet) and N (right side of magnet). The righthand magnet poles are labeled N (left side of magnet) and S (right side of magnet). In other words, the north pole of the lefthand magnet is adjacent to the south pole of the righthand magnet. The electromagnetic toruses of each magnet, depicted with dashed lines, show that the energy field of the lefthand magnet is travelling from right to left; and that the energy field of the righthand magnet is travelling from left to right. Between the two toruses is a diamond-shaped space labeled ‘gap’. 

In terms of the first chakra, and of survival, it may be that the ingress of a negative energy may call forth a like negative energy … perhaps EMF (electromagnetic field) energy, that repels it. This may be a natural defense mechanism of humankind, that we have always had, but are only just now beginning to clairly sense.

GIFT FROM THE STARS: ASTRAL TRILOBITE … LIVING NAVEL POINT ‘ARMOR’
Location: Emperor’s College of Traditional Oriental Medicine, Santa Monica, California

I am reminded of an experience I once had, at a session with an alternate medical specialist, and I had a feeling that he might have a threat energy in his auric field, in addition to his healing energies. Just as I sensed that, his hands touched my navel point, and the most peculiar thing happened: I sensed a living being, that moved like a big centipede, but was shaped more like a trilobite (an extinct relative of horseshoe crabs, spiders, and scorpions) …

Image: “Triarthrus eatoni,” by Nobu Tamura … 8 June 2016 … email:nobu.tamura@yahoo.com http://spinops.blogspot.com/ http://paleoexhibit.blogspot.com/ … CC BY-SA 4.0 … This is a trilobite of the Cambrian period that has been found in the northeastern United States and Canada, and in other parts of the world.

Image: “Triarthrus eatoni,” by Nobu Tamura … 8 June 2016 … email: nobu.tamura@yahoo.com  http://spinops.blogspot.com/http://paleoexhibit.blogspot.com/ … CC BY-SA 4.0 … This is a trilobite of the Cambrian period that has been found in the northeastern United States and Canada, and in other parts of the world.

What it felt like was an astral animal … a protector being that had been placed … like a Gift from the Stars … at the navel point of human beings, to protect and buffer them from the Big Bads. This Gift from the Stars I feel is like a Celtic belt buckler, protecting the navel point …

Image: “Celtic Belt Buckle” … https://i.etsystatic.com/11933811/r/il/69b841/1197675694/il_570xN.1197675694_qox7.jpg ..

It was about three inches high and four inches wide. When the alternate medical specialist’s hands hovered over my navel point, this little astral animal skittered over to the right, so that it was lying directly over the center of my navel point. It seemed to me that, through accident or injury, either in this lifetime or another, it had come to rest slightly off center from the navel point.

It seemed to me that, somehow, the threat energy I intuited, it also sensed … and that it ‘woke up’, after having been asleep for a long time, and skittered over into ‘battle position’, as it were. Then, as the alternate medical specialist’s hands touched my navel point, it emitted an amazing burst of energy, almost like a tiny bolt of lightning, but far from lethal.

I recall how astounded I was, and how the alternate medical practitioner drew his hands back in alarm. I recall I apologized, verbally. But in my heart, I was glad this little astral being had been ‘at the ready’ to protect me.

WAS WHAT I FELT MALWE’S GIFT FROM THE ANDROMEDANS TO THE HUMAN RACE?

Some while ago, in reading Judy Satori’s wonderful book “Sunshine Before the Dawn” …

Link: “Sunshine Before the Dawn,” by Judy Satori, June 2012 ISBN 978-0-9856730-0-0, at “Judy Satori,” https://judysatori.com/ … Click the tab: Shop 

… I came across a description of the Andromedans, and of their delegate Malwe, who offered a gift to our star brothers and sisters who were designing the human form capable of experiencing the 12 formed dimensions.

In “Chapter One: The Dreamers: One Hundred Thousand Years Ago,” on page 24 of the e-book, there is a description of the Andromedans as having four hairy legs, a round body, and many hairy arms. In the same chapter, the heads of the Andromedans are said to protrude, reminiscent of an insect. Although their forms were different from our own, their Awareness was of Divine Love.

These Andromedans, in ages past, because of their disparate looks, had been viewed as different from, and perhaps lower than, others of their star brethren. Because of their racial memories and their star history, the Andromedans had developed the gifts of courage to survive, despite the odds of being hunted and preyed upon by other beings less enlightened than they.

I read, on the first page of “Chapter Three: Epiphany” (at page 43-45 in the e-book), further discussion about a gift from the star beings of Andromeda for the design of human beings, which, I read, was contributed to and undertaken by many star races … beings of Light from many galaxies.

The gift the Andromedans offered to the design of the human race, according to what I read, was that of their own racial memories, which I gathered (from page 22 of the prior chapter) might help humans endure the forces of nature and to stand firm against life forms who might attempt to enslave them on Earth (Chapter 3, page 43).

This gift (which the star delegates decided to incorporate into the human form) was to be fully activated when Earth ascended to the fifth dimension (Chapter 3, pages 43-45).

The description of the Andromedan gift to humankind in Judy Satori’s book “Sunshine Before the Dawn” reminded me of what happened at my session with an alternate medical specialist, described above. Here is why: The being that I felt protecting my navel point … the center of my will power … during the medical appointment was, on the astral plane, reminiscent in form of the Andromedans as described by Judy Satori.