Sea Foam or Ocean Waves? A Visualization by Alice B. Clagett
Dear Ones,
This is about the ‘Forgetfulness Thought Cloud’ of the noosphere. Societal taboos, the desire world, awareness and unconscious thought repression, devas and nature spirits and The Veil of Forgetfulness, death and longevity. An image of the blue Pacific vs sea foam on the beach. There is an edited Summary after the video …
VIDEO BY ALICE
SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
Hello, Dear Ones, I Am Alice.
Mysterious Waves of Sleepiness During the Day
I have an interesting thing to tell you about, that just now happened to me. It happens sometimes when I am driving, or sitting in meditation, or just walking around, doing the chores at home, during the daytime, that I have a sudden feeling that I would like to fall asleep. A feeling of sleepiness rolls over me.
Two years ago, I started wondering what was the cause of these feelings … I just had a feeling that they will not be there in the future, and that if I could figure out what was going on, I could eliminate that kind of sleepiness for good.
The Forgetfulness Thought Cloud of the Noosphere?
I have been trying and trying, but it is very hard to resist that sudden impulse to rest and sleep … very difficult for me. I have been trying really hard! Today was my first instance of success: I was driving along, coming over her to sit for awhile, and one of the waves rolled over me. Fortunately I was right nearly here, so I stopped, and I really felt into that wave of deep forgetfulness that rolled over me like that. I really felt into it, and held it in my awareness for a minute.
And when I did that, what seemed to have no message at all in it … only the notion of sleeping … dissolved. It sort of dissolved, like a little piece of hard bread. It dissolved in that Awareness … or changed into a communication. And the communication was from somebody else. Whether I knew that person or not, I do not know. But it was from another person.
I could hear the tone of voice of the person. It sounded like mainly just the third chakra desire world, with just one short mental message in it … A very short mental message, and a lot of emotion in it.
It seemed like these waves of sleepiness came, one after the other … following each other through the noosphere of Earth like a train of forgetfulness, or a train of sleepiness … like the opposite of noospheric NoDoz!
The next wave that came through, I was ready for; I said to myself: This is the way to figure out what is going on. The next wave came over me, and I felt so much like physically sleeping! And I just held that sleepiness in my mind … deep sleepiness, like a command to fall asleep. And the same thing happened: It dissolved! The forgetfulness quality of the thought form dissolved into a brief command, or a brief message, that was laden with the emotion of the desire world.
Is not that something? I mean, it is such a relief to finally have an answer to this question: Why would I suddenly fall asleep? I always felt compelled to do so.
I do not care for compulsion. I like knowledge. I like waking up. I like Awareness. And I like the expansive feeling of this New Age of New Creation.
So, just to let you know: If you sit when you suddenly feel like snoozing, and pay very close attention, you may also log onto the forgetfulness thought cloud of the noosphere! [laughs]
Could it be that these waves of forgetfulness constitute … or are some part of … the Veil of Forgetfulness that is spoken about in many theologies? Just a thought: Maybe that is it.
Why the Devas Created the Veil of Forgetfulness
For instance, I remember talking to the nature spirits about the devas, some time ago. The nature spirits were saying that the devas had created the Veil of Forgetfulness so that human beings … when they cross between the physical world back to the astral plane … and from the astral plane back to the physical world … would not suffer so much with the notion that they would pass on again, or that they recently had physical form.
In other words, the devas did this out of compassion for the short-lived human race. Now, it is not that we have to be short-lived; but because of the Age of the Fall, we have been rather short-lived in recent times.
Because we incarnate over and over again, the Veil of Forgetfulness soothes our hearts by helping us to forget the pain that we went through, and the sense of separation we had in a prior lifetime.
How might that work, then? As you know, there is a great deal of societal repression around the thought of death these days … at least, in the United States. People just do not talk about it. They do not like to look at or think about it … at least, not in a realistic way.
As soon as our loved ones pass on, we are likely to try to forget it. And this is understandable because of the pain of separation from loved ones that is involved in death.
It could be … because the devas and the nature spirits are involved in the fashioning of the astral plane … that they have devised a Veil made of the repression of memories of death, that somehow clears the minds of the people passing from one state or phase to the other … clears them of these memories.
So I hope to have an open, neutral mind about all the thoughts that I experience, whether they are from my own mind, or just galumphing in from other people’s minds, I think. And that … for me, at least … will help eliminate this Veil of Forgetfulness. That is my current working hypothesis.
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Sea Foam or Ocean Waves?
A Visualization by Alice B. Clagett 12 June 2015
I would like to close with a visualization …
Imagine yourself standing at the seashore on a calm, sunny day …
With the beautiful ocean waves coming in …
Bright blue, and very transparent …
And curling up onto the seashore near your feet …
And then receding back to the ocean …
Leaving behind a little sea foam …
A little lighter and fluffier than water …
In a line, all along the shore.
That sea foam reminds me of these waves of forgetfulness
that sometimes come rolling through my mind.
They are not pure and clear, like mental thoughts.
They are not joyful, like warm Pacific ocean waters.
They are more like the staleness
of what is not that …
Like the staleness of sea foam,
that stays on the shore
when the tide recedes into the ocean.
It is a part of the water … but it is an unusual part.
It is the part that gets left behind by the Flow.
So, I say, Beware the sea foam!
Take a dip in the ocean
instead.
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[laughs and waves … Short videoclip of hawks high up in the air, and another videoclip of a hawk flying off from a tree]
Image: “Hawk and Palm Tree,” by Alice B. Clagett, 12 June 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0
Image: “Hawk and Palm Tree,” by Alice B. Clagett, 12 June 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0
In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
Image: “Purple Flowers,” by Alice B. Clagett, 12 June 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0
Image: “Purple Flowers,” by Alice B. Clagett, 12 June 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0
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–from Link: “Sleepiness, Societal Taboos, and the Veil of Forgetfulness,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 12 June 2015; published on 23 June 2015 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-3oE ..
Filmed on 8 February 2016; published on 9 May 2016, revised on 11 October 2018
Previously titled: Story of the Obsessed Shaman and Thoughts on Predominantly Masculine Astral Skits … and … Stories by Alice: Story of the Obsessed Shaman and Thoughts on Predominantly Masculine Astral Skits
Location of Alice’s Perilous Tale: Joshua Tree National Park, California
VIDEO BY ALICE
SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
What is the V— D— Energy?
Why Placing Blame on Other Humans Does Not Get the Anticipated Results
Alice’s Perilous Tales: Story of the Obsessed Shaman
Entity Sweep: On Asking That the Air Fall Asleep
Prayer: When the Animals Come Around, channeled by Alice B. Clagett, Soundtrack and Words
May the Air Fall Asleep, version 2, by Alice B. Clagett, Soundtrack and Lyrics
What Happened to the Shaman? What Becomes of Humans Who Quintessentially Embody the V— D— Energies?
Thoughts on Predominantly Masculine Astral Skits; The Astral Gang Bang
Men, Women, and Sexual Daydreams
Freedom of Speech on the Astral Plane: Women, and Male Members of Groups
Return to Balance of the Divine Masculine and the Divine Feminine
Conclusion
MORE INFORMATION
Dear Ones,
This is a video about the recent clearing of the Divine Masculine energies in groups; it’s the May 2016 revision of a video previously entitled “Male Group Energies Clearing: STDs and Domination / Submission.” There is a video, and then an edited Summary …
VIDEO BY ALICE
SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
Hello, Dear Ones, It’s Alice. I Am of the Stars.
I wanted to talk about a couple of clearing events that have taken place yesterday and today. They both have to do with groups, and clearing of groups. And, interestingly enough, they both have to do with the energy of the lower triangle, and clearing of that. It is hard to say what caused it, but the last two days have been tremendous in terms of clearing the energy of groups, and of ‘glommed groups’ … a number of groups glommed together.
What is the V— D— Energy?
So let me try to explain first. There was a situation that I have mentioned in a prior video, that had to do with the name of a person … a made-up name called V— D— in recent astral stories. This name represents an energy I termed the ‘victim-aggressor paradigm’ in 2012. That name V— D— came to represent the Divine Masculine clearing on Earth. You may remember I talked about that the other day.
Perhaps the initials of that oft-repeated astral name also have to do with clearing the energy of STDs (especially HIV and AIDS), ie, organic sexual diseases (previously known as ‘VD’) from the energy of humankind? In other words, the first event described in this video may represent a worldwide clearing from second chakra negative to second chakra positive. We might term this the clearing of the STD mental filter.
This name was imbued with quite a bit of negative astral energy from the lower Hellworlds. And I am sure that facilitated the clearing that was happening.
The problem was that the name seemed to be pretty much everywhere I went, geographically. It had gone just about everywhere.
As I said, it represented negative astral energy that was clearing. So what happened yesterday, had to do with this name, and why it was there, and how it was clearing … which is a very interesting instruction from the Divine.
Why Placing Blame on Other Humans Does Not Get the Anticipated Results
As it turns out, there was a shamanistic influence. And as I have said before, it is never a good idea to blame other humans for what is happening on Earth. It is never a ’cause and effect’ event between two humans.
Rather, it is what is in the air, that makes that change. We humans have a feeling. And the astral entities in the air carry that feeling from being to being. If the feeling is negative, it snowballs into a very negative feeling, and logs onto the person we were thinking about.
And then there is a response from that person … a thought form … a thought imbued with feeling. And the same thing happens again with the astral entities negative: They ratchet up. All the thought forms in the air glom to this idea.
And when it finally arrives back at me, who was the original sender, things have gotten very incendiary, you see?
So the thing to do is to clear the air; and to clear the entities from our field.
Alice’s Perilous Tales: Story of the Obsessed Shaman Location: Joshua Tree National Park, California
And so, that is by way of explanation of what happened yesterday … There was a realization, by me and other people, that there was a person who had existed as a very strong energetic third-chakra, navel point, will power shaman.
Not too long ago, he passed on. He had many loyal followers. And he was very gifted, in many ways … in seeing the thought forms of the astral plane, and portraying them. No doubt he had quite a roll to play, in terms of fulfilling people’s requests for many things, in the country that he lived in. He was, in fact, probably known in many countries
But anyway, I could see a change, sometimes, in a shaman such as he, as time goes on. When they are in the flower of their manhood, they are able to attract powerful astral entities that will do their bidding. They can enslave them. And there are, no doubt, time-honored techniques for doing this.
But the problem is, as the human begins to age, he loses some of the vital elan that he once had. Some of the manhood simmers down, and becomes more conservative. And the more that happens … the more the will power begins to fade, in old age … the more the entity that the shaman has attracted can gain control over him.
Apparently, in this instance, that is what happened. And when the shaman returned to the astral plane, after passing on, several people today … during the Ascension process … summoned him to work for them. But in fact, what they got, was the power of the astral negative entity that had attached to him, and was confining him in the astral realm Hellworlds.
So when this powerful shaman was called, what action occurred in the Noosphere and the Magnetosphere of Earth … especially the Noosphere … had to do with ratcheting up of the Divine Masculine in its negative aspect.
So those of us that realized that yesterday, bade him leave these people alone. And he went off. And the audio effects were incredible, on that astral plane. If I were to envision it, I would imagine this great, huge, children’s balloon being blown up really big …
You know how, if you do not tie it up, and you let the balloon go, it goes fizzing off everywhere, losing air until it has no more air in it, and then it sinks to the ground. And that is what it sounded like happened to this person.
Here is an animated gif I made for another blog, in which I spoke of this astral event. The animated gif was another attempt at describing the event that occurred …
Image: “Animated Gif, Mind Controller Sucked Through Wormhole to the Realm of Greatest Darkness,” by Alice B. Clagett, 2 December 2017, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com … DESCRIPTION: In the middle of a starry sky is a wormhole. In the wormhole are the face and arms of a man; his eyes are wide open and his hands are clutching his hair. The image of the man spirals around and becomes smaller and smaller, as if the man were being pulled into the wormhole … CREDIT: Wormhole by Alain r , CC BY-SA 3.0, and “The Desperate Man (Self-Portrait),” by Gustave Courbet (1819-1877), public domain
Image: “Animated Gif, Mind Controller Sucked Through Wormhole to the Realm of Greatest Darkness,” by Alice B. Clagett, 2 December 2017, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com …
DESCRIPTION: In the middle of a starry sky is a wormhole. In the wormhole are the face and arms of a man; his eyes are wide open and his hands are clutching his hair. The image of the man spirals around and becomes smaller and smaller, as if the man were being pulled into the wormhole …
CREDIT: Wormhole by Alain r , CC BY-SA 3.0, and “The Desperate Man (Self-Portrait),” by Gustave Courbet (1819-1877), public domain
I was concerned, actually … very concerned. He sounded just so sad and weak and pitiful … more and more so … crying out for help, you know? …
… And so I thought about it, quickly. At first, I tried a time-honored technique … First I said: I assign this person to the seventh level of Hell now, so that he can learn the Soul lessons that will allow him to ascend to heart consciousness … because he had been using power for other people’s personal purposes.
So he was going, fizzing, with the balloon thing. And that got me concerned. So I said: Oh, yeah! Assign a room in the Ritz Carlton, in the seventh level of astral negative, for him.
And then I heard: Oh, thank you very much! … And he settled in. And so then I had a breather. [laughs]
So I thought of the person that he might really admire … since he was a shaman. I thought of Djwhal Khul. Djwhal Khul is a representative of many different modalities of spirituality: Christianity … I heard he was a Tibetan lama (the head of a monastery there too) … and also, I think he had a shamanic instinct as well.
So I thought: Here is a perfect person! He can combine all of these, and teach him quite a lot. So my prayer was: Djwhal Khul, please go down to the seventh level of Hell negative, and oversee the teaching of this person, if you would.
And the response, in a very mature and very firm masculine voice: Yes, I will … A lot of other people were chiming in too. It was quite a show. [laughs]
And so that worked out ok, I think. And immediately, the noosphere of Earth changed immensely … absolutely immensely! It was like a great weight had been lifted off of Earth.
Entity Sweep: On Asking That the Air Fall Asleep
And so, I recommend always looking to ourselves, to make sure there are no astral negative entities around us … And to give them a wide berth, you know? … May the air fall asleep! …
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Link: “Children’s Prayer for Protection from the Demon Realm: May the Air Fall Asleep,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 13 October 2015 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-48w ..
Prayer: When the Animals Come Around
Channeled by Alice B. Clagett
Soundtrack and Words 13 October 2015
When the animals come around, say: May the air fall asleep!
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Link: “Song for Children, to Make the Air Fall Asleep,” by Alice B. Clagett, Filmed on 28 July 2017 at Lake Piru, California … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7Ds …
May the Air Fall Asleep, version 2
by Alice B. Clagett
Soundtrack and Lyrics 28 July 2017
May the air fall asleep! (x3, singing very quietly and slowly]
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… that kind of chant.
That is the first thing that happened. And it followed upon an experience I had many years ago, that was rather similar to it, in that it corroborates and strengthens this story (but which I will not discuss today).
What Happened to the Shaman? What Becomes of Humans Who Quintessentially Embodythe V— D— Energies?
The misaligned energies of V— D— have been removed from the unconscious minds of many groups of people, and Earth’s electromagnetic field (EMF) has been cleared of this Divine Masculine negative energy. Where did this energy go? What happened to the shaman in this story, who quintessentially embodied the V— D— energies, and chose not to clear through them through the upgrades of the Incoming Light?
One way to look at this astral event is to envision confinement of a negative astral entity to the hellworlds, with an Ascended Master as a teacher there.
Alternatively, one may envision that such a being was required by the guardians of our Solar System to exit this star system through a wormhole. After all, this being’s energies are misaligned regarding New Earth.
Alternatively we may envision a startlingly sudden process of Soul devolution, and transformation of the energy that had been an individual Soul to non-individualized essence or manifestation as creation through the Cosmic Awareness of God
Or, we can concentrate on the Plane of Forces, in particular the electromagnetic field force, and avoid the astral particulars. The outcome is the same, and the manner of departure is not so very relevant, I feel.
Thoughts on Predominantly Masculine Astral Skits: The Astral Gang Bang
Then today, something happened with another leader of a big group of people worldwide. And these are indications of what is going to be happening in the near future, I think, with groups all over.
This person had in mind, and was creating, astral stories, with all this huge group … almost all men … participating in this group, with a focus on a particular woman … or maybe a succession of women … that the masculine energy of his group completely overwhelmed.
And so, it was an unpleasant experience for the women who were featured in the astral ‘plays’, in the astral stories. For the women, it felt like an astral ‘gang bang’ … like astral gang rape.
I do not know the reason why that type of play happened. Perhaps it had to do with humankind clearing through societal expectations regarding gender roles and the feral instinct regarding the feral drive known as pack ordering or dominance / submission. Maybe it had to do with the balance of energy in the group.
So but today … just now, in fact … he decided to release one of the unwilling protagonists of these overbearingly masculine plays … which seem fine to men, you know, because they are very into the thing that they are doing.
And they are paying attention to how much they love to do it together, you know? For them, it is a question of expression of the feral drive known as male bonding.
And so, they are not thinking about the lone female protagonist. They are not thinking: What are her feelings?
They are thinking: She has got to love it, because I love it! … Like that. It is very interesting, that point of view.
And so but, today he got this notion in his mind … a notion that is very healing … about the woman as being not physically attractive to him. And immediately, it fractalized out to his entire group.
Now, if he can repeat that with all the women that this has been happening with, for his group, then that will free these women to pursue their own co-creative faculties.
That is really a freeing up of energies. It is a kind of a release of the causal skein.
Men, Women, and Sexual Daydreams
Right now men are rising to awareness that women are different from them in this regard. This is disillusioning for men, I feel, since women have for aeons fostered this illusion in men … that they, women, are beings with sexual fantasies similar to those of men … so that they can get what they need from men in the way of personal financial security and also the means to support their children.
This was only possible because men, during the Age of Darkness, have had the axiatonal lines of Light that should keep their astral bodies in constant communication with their Lower Mental Bodies largely shut down by EMF field tangles. Thus men have, till now, in many cases been only sketchily able to sense the emotions in their own astral bodies, as well as the emotions of their wives and lovers.
So what is happening is that, as men’s Awareness extends from the plane of the Lower Mental Body into the astral plane, the veil of illusion is being removed from their eyes, and they are coming to the realization that women do not, after all, enjoy the same sexual fantasies as men do.
Freedom of Speech on the Astral Plane: Women, and Male Members of Groups
Further, in the astral plane, for these many aeons, there has been a silencing of women, and an abrogation of their freedom of speech. This can be seen, in the current astral stories, as a reluctance of women to participate in the stories.
When women do participate in the stories, invariably I have found that their mates instantly put them down and demand that they be silent. It is a little like Archie’s oft-repeated phrase … Will you stifle yourself? … that he used to say to his wife Edith in the long-running TV show “All in the Family” …
When I ask the women about their muteness during the astral stories, they say they are afraid of what will happen to them, astrally, if they speak. So on the astral plane, women feel they are denied the right to speak, even though in our United States Constitution, on the physical or 3D plane, they have been granted that right.
Consequently, as things stand, even though women as well as men are rising to Awareness of the astral or 4D plane, women will not be able to participate in co-creation of New Life on New Earth until they face up to the nay-saying of their husbands and families, and clearly state that they are human beings who have freedom of astral speech.
Also of concern is the freedom of speech of men who are members of Earthly groups … the freedom of speech of these men with regard to the astral stories is abrogated by the leaders of their groups. It will up to these men to face up to the tyranny to which they have been subjected, and take back their right to freedom of astral speech.
Return to Balance of the Divine Masculine and the Divine Feminine
As mentioned earlier, it could be that all this has to do with humankind clearing through societal expectations regarding gender roles and the feral drive known as pack ordering or dominance / submission. This is an energy thread that previously has been termed the Patriarchal Domination mental filter. When these clearings are complete, I feel the Divine Masculine and the Divine Feminine will have returned to balance.
Conclusion
I think these are both excellent omens for the future, and I am looking forward to finding out what is going to free up tomorrow.
You all, take care. Love you lots.
‘Bye-bye.
In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
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MORE INFORMATION
Link: “On the Fate of Mind Controllers; On Binding Down and Transforming the Demon Realm,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 2 December 2017; revised on 12 August 2018 to include animation frames … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7YM … Search: Perilous … I have duplicated an animated gif from that link, as an illustration for the current discussion.
Link: “More on the V— D— Energy Leaving: Alternate World and Timeline Merge Hypothesis,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 21 February 2016; published on 25 February 2016, revised on 11 October 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-4XJ ..
Link: “On Dissolving the Black Diamond Out of Our Aura,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 27 November 2016; published on 5 December 2016 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6vd ..
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–from Link: “Alice’s Perilous Tales: Story of the Obsessed Shaman and Thoughts on Predominantly Masculine Astral Skits,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 8 February 2016; published on 9 May 2016, revised on 11 October 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-4VJ ..
Filmed on 3 October 2015; published on 7 October 2015; transcribed on 20 January 2019
VIDEO BY ALICE
SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
The Gurmukhi Word Dharm
The Gurmukhi Word Darshan
The Gurmukhi Word Kaur
The Gurmukhi Word Khalsa
Dear Ones,
Here are thoughts on my long-ago spiritual name, Dharm Darshan Kaur Khalsa. 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 some thoughts on my old spiritual name, that I used to go by, which was in an Indian dialect known as Gurmukhi [which means ‘the guru’s mouth]. The words were: Dharm Darshan Kaur Khalsa … And the words had these meanings (taking them one by one) …
The Gurmukhi Word Dharm
Dharm is an abbreviation for the word Dharma … which is the opposite of karma.
Although I usually do not go by that name anymore, I think about it a lot of times. And the first thing that I contemplate on is the word: Dharma. You know, it is an interesting concept, that right action in the world … dharma … action aligned with the will of God … be it ever so small … can cut the knots of karma, which are the unconscious ‘raveling up together’ of our electromagnetic fields.
Judicious, neutral-minded, compassionate, correct action in the world … dharma … be it ever so slight, can loose the knot of karma. A pretty interesting notion from Ancient India that is, is it not?
So the question is: How to arrive at that neutral mind? And how to arrive at that dispassionate compassion? … so as to wield the Sword of Dharma, to cut the Knot of Karma! [laughs]. That is the first word.
The Gurmukhi Word Darshan
The second word in my spiritual name is Darshan. And that word means ‘sitting at the feet of a spiritual teacher, and paying rapt attention … being completely devout to that spiritual teacher’. And in the old days, I used to do that: I used to sit at the feet of a spiritual teacher, and absorb all the Soul knowledge and energy that I could, from that teacher. And in that way, my own Soul knowledge and my own energy were uplifted.
Up to a point, that works exceedingly well: To pay darshan … to sit in darshan with someone whose energy is very high.
And then there came a point, that I cannot quite pinpoint, in my life, when I began to align solely with the Heart and Mind and Will of God … directly with the Divine. And yet, because of my prior training, I still think of it as darshan. You know? I still think that I am raptly devoted to God.
So that is my path: My path is one of rapture and devotion.
The Gurmukhi Word Kaur
My third spiritual name, kaur. For the people of that particular learning path, at the time, all the women got the name kaur. And kaur means ‘princess’. And so, from that ‘middle name’ I got the notion that women have a right to be treated with great respect, as nurturing principles and mothers of all humankind … Teachers, uplifters, inspirers … Women have a great job to do on Earth.
All the men in that tradition, the American Sikh tradition, had the middle name singh. And that name meant ‘lion’. That meant the courage to protect the innocent and the meek. That is a pretty good name too, do you not think?
So … two names, one for the Divine Feminine: Princess! And one for the Divine Masculine: Lion … Great Courage!
The Gurmukhi Word Khalsa
And then, in that old tradition, the last name was khalsa. That word means ‘society of the pure ones’. And what does that word mean, to me? It means to me, to tread that path of chastity, purity of intention, what so few people even conceive … much less attempt to accomplish in their lifetime.
That is my thought for this lifetime: To be in the congregation of the holy, and in the society of the pure ones.
It is kind of funny, because, during the Ascension process … this clearing process that is taking place … I am encountering so much Dark energy … so much what you might call ‘impure’ energy. Peggy Black … https://www.peggyblack.com/ … says, from time to time … we are running into all these dark emotions. I figure, she says (and I paraphrase), it is only 5 percent me, and it is 95 percent lots of other people that are clearing. So she looks on it as a holy duty, to purify and uplift the world. And I agree. I appreciate that quality in Peggy Black, and I agree completely to it.
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God bless you all! Love you lots.
In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
This blog has been added here … Link: “Compendium: My Childhood and Family, and Later Years,” by Alice B. Clagett, compiled and published on 21 March 2020; republished on 29 March 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-haj ..
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–from 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 ..
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.
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
This blog has been added here … Link: “Compendium: My Childhood and Family, and Later Years,” by Alice B. Clagett, compiled and published on 21 March 2020; republished on 29 March 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-haj ..
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–from 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 ..
Published on 17 March 2014; revised and republished on 19 February 2018
VIDEO BY ALICE
SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
Story by Alice: My High School Latin Teacher
The World Is Too Much With Us, by William Wordsworth
DEFINITIONS
Dear Ones,
Here is a poem about escaping the humdrum of the day to day and enjoying the beauty of Nature and the wonders of our imagination. The text of the poem is in the Summary that follows the video …
VIDEO BY ALICE
SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
Dear Ones,
Story by Alice: My High School Latin Teacher
When I woke up this morning, suddenly popped into my mind a poem that I learned when I was young … I remember my Latin teacher in high school. I remember her very well, because she carried a little stick, or wand, with her. She would swish it through the air, when we said something that she did not like. And she would rap it on the desk, if she really did not like it. She always made me think: Maybe she’ll hit me too! … although that was probably against the school rules. [laughs]
One of the things she did, besides teaching us Latin, was to teach us this particular poem. She felt it was so important to us, that she made us memorize it, and then recite it, every time we came to class.
These days I do not totally remember it, but I do remember how important it is. It is a poem by William Wordsworth … a very short poem … and it is about how we can get caught up in the day to day … the everyday routine of our lives … and what we want to get, and what we want to have … and what we want to do. And how these activities … like mental activities … like kind of a cage we get ourselves into … can prevent us from seeing the immense beauty of the natural world.
I am not so good I can recite it by memory, so I am going to read it off the internet. Maybe you can read it in my eyeglasses too [laughs], because it is reflected there. It has some big words in it … for those of you that are younger. So here goes …
“The World Is Too Much With Us”
by William Wordsworth
“The world is too much with us; late and soon,
“Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;—
“Little we see in Nature that is ours;
“We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
“This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;
“The winds that will be howling at all hours,
“And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers;
“For this, for everything, we are out of tune;
“It moves us not. Great God! I’d rather be
“A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;
“So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
“Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
“Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;
“Or hear old Triton blow his wreathèd horn.”
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In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
This blog has been added here … Link: “Compendium: My Childhood and Family, and Later Years,” by Alice B. Clagett, compiled and published on 21 March 2020; republished on 29 March 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-haj ..
DEFINITIONS
boon … blessing, gift bosom … chest upgathered now … right now, the winds have quieted down suckled in a creed outworn … brought up in a Pagan religion
lea … grassy, open area Proteus … Greek mythology: god of rivers and oceans Triton … Greek mythology: messenger of the waves and also of calm seas
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–from 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 ..
STORIES BY ALICE: HIGH HOPES OF CRACKING A KOAN AT 16 YEARS OF AGE
Dear Ones,
ZILDJIAN FINGER CYMBALS TO CLEAR THE ASTRAL AIR
Zildjian Finger Cymbals (the thick ones) are good for clearing the astral air …
Link: Zildjian Finger Cymbals (thick), on www.amazon.com … Search the term: Zildjian Thick Finger Cymbals
They are also good for clearing personal space … like a meditation space or bedroom. They are portable, small and lightweight, and inexpensive. Can be used for travel to clear a motel room, or in nature to attract nice nature spirits.
One way to use them is to strike the thin side of one cymbal against the flat side of another cymbal, either once or a number of times, then wait till a few seconds after you cease to hear the reverberation or ‘flutter’ of the sound in the air, after the sound itself ends.
STORIES BY ALICE: HIGH HOPES OF CRACKING A KOAN AT 16 YEARS OF AGE
That ‘flutter’ sound in the air after the clap of finger cymbals reminds me of a time long ago: I was 16 years of age, and I went to visit some friends of the family … a man and wife living in an upscale sector of Washington, DC. On a coffee table was a thin book of Zen. I had never heard of Zen before. As I was thumbing through it, the wife kindly offered it to me as a gift.
Being 16 and full of high hopes and expectations, I looked through the koans in the book, with a yen to crack one. I settled on this koan …
What is the sound of one hand clapping?
Baffled, I thought about it night and day. The more confused I got, the more determined I felt. It seemed like an eternity went by. Finally one evening, in a state of utmost mental frustration, I walked out into the night air, and looked up into the night sky. There I found my answer …
What is the sound of one hand clapping? It is the New Moon in the arms of the Old.
Many years later, when I got my set of Zildjian finger cymbals, I found yet another answer …
What is the sound of one hand clapping? It is the Sound when there is No Sound, after the last Sound has ended.
In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
This blog has been added here … Link: “Compendium: My Childhood and Family, and Later Years,” by Alice B. Clagett, compiled and published on 21 March 2020; republished on 29 March 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-haj ..
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–from 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 ..
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 ..
This blog has been added here … Link: “Compendium: My Childhood and Family, and Later Years,” by Alice B. Clagett, compiled and published on 21 March 2020; republished on 29 March 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-haj ..
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–from Link: “My Father’s Father,” by Alice B. Clagett, compiled and published on 26 January 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-gaD ..
I have been thinking, this is a good time to be calling in our Soul fragments so that they can reunite themselves with us. After all, they are just waiting for a chance to find their way back to us, no matter where they are right now. After all, I am thinking, unity consciousness begins at home, right here in my own physical body! …
I was put in mind of this passage from Jean Auel’s “Plains of Passage” …
In the passage, Ayla and Jondalar ruminate about how, when we love people, it feels like we exchange pieces of our Spirit with pieces of theirs. Then when someone we love passes on, this might account for the hurt we feel …
Maybe they take a piece of our Spirit with them, on to the afterlife … to the fourth dimension.
Then Ayla speculates that when a person is very old, many of their friends may have passed on, taking the parts of the person’s Spirit with them. So many parts of them are with their friends in the afterlife, she feels, that they may wish to go be with their friends there.
ALICE’S STORY ABOUT HER GRANDMOTHER (HER FATHER’S MOTHER)
I was put in mind of my father’s mother, my very good friend and grandmother, who, when I was a little girl, used to say: All of my friends are gone … Everyone I ever knew has passed on.
I remember the look on her face when she said that; a faraway look, as if she were looking into a window, through which only she could see. As if she saw her friends having tea, or maybe plowing a field, there on the other side.
I was filled with longing to keep her there there with me … guardian angels all around us …, lilac blooming by the porch beneath her bedroom window. And with a certain knowledge that, in her longing, she might soon be gone from my life forever.
And so it came to be.
In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
This blog has been added here … Link: “Compendium: My Childhood and Family, and Later Years,” by Alice B. Clagett, compiled and published on 21 March 2020; republished on 29 March 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-haj ..
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–from 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 ..
