It wasnt always that I could feel down yet keep a float. Im learning a different view, or a more beautiful understanding . Coming from a christian upbringing, seeking outside of myself was the normal. But, since you accepted a savior, you were ok regardless of your mistakes, cause your forgiven, right? Well, since childhood I have experienced trauma after trauma. Now being an adult I can see things alot clearer and with more compassion for myself and others. I had to break out of all I thought was right, and allow what is natural and pure to flow in. I had to teach myself that any fear based thought or feeling was not what I wanted to associate with. For with that came confusion and seeking outside of myself again. I had to be honest with my each thought and action. I had to pay attention to which part…
Crimson skies never covered the view from my lighthouse. As I stared at the ocean I wondered how much more beauty was in store for today? Earth has been a trip, since my arrival three years ago. I found a group of people near the ocean, who let me stay in their lighthouse. Each morning they changed the color of the sky through a magical wheel. They enjoyed spinning it, though the outcome never was announced until it revealed into in the sky. I could hear the shout out of joy on the beach and knew my new family has embraced the day. I will too.
A pixie living on the earth is an adventure. I am a pixie. The ability for earth people to not embrace life surprised me on my arrival. Almost ready to pull the plug that would scoot me back home, I decided to postpone a bit, when I awoke at sunrise and saw the sky a brilliant cobalt blue, and a cloud was writing about seagulls. What is this? Could it be? Is there life on earth?
A pixie left alone for three years, and who planned to go back home to Pixie realm that day, had her plans drastically changed. In the ocean stood a lighthouse that only rose at sunrise, to color the sky and to drop off the inhabitants until night. These people came to paint the sky colors of joy, and happiness, while the musicians strummed strings that hugged the world. Singers sang so tears of love could nudge the heart to open again, while the writer drew letters together to form two words that said it all, I Love.
The pixie decided to stay and join this Lighthouse group, as the carriers of the two words, I Love. Maybe one day you will awaken and see the lighthouse floating on the ocean while letting out the people and the pixie. Perhaps you too will join and shine on the I Love.
.The Ho’oponopono was gifted to her in 1999. Iby a woman, not t though was missing instructions and understanding. She was sent that year to receive this healing technique, and It laid dormant until we centered her life, in 2013.
Healing with the Ho’oponopono
As they stated, in 1999, I received a copy of the Ho’oponopono, when I went to Hawaii. The healing technique left many questions, and my hostess who presented it to me moved and we lost contact. I was forty-seven at that time. I carried the folder religiously everywhere I moved, except for one move. I was devastated to have lost it, but it did prompt me to do a search on Google. There it was and something new. A four sentence healing chant stared at me. The words came with music.
My next instructions from the spirit group came after I discovered the chant. I needed to do an in depth review of my dating years following Wally’s death. What personality trait accompanied the damsel in distress? People pleasing won first place. It became my hope to snag a man, which hopefully would prevent me from dying alone.
My spirit group ordered me to chant these four sentences throughout the day. A healing slowly begin. It peeled away the people pleasure to the core issue. I would never amount to anything and I would need someone to take care of me.
Along with this, they had me watch videos of ocean waves, and I was instructed to say, I am loved. I am loving, which awoken me to understanding love surrounds me. Love circles us. This step helped me to connect to the concept of love. This circle became my constant remember I am loved. I am not to blame. Others are not to blame. We are all acting from old outmoded tapes. There are no victims when love guides you.
The Ho’oponopono helped me to work through blocks and patterns as I started to create a new reality. The reality I aimed to create was to become self-sufficient. I could live my life alone and be happy. . It took me three years to break the majority of these patterns. In the end, I moved from Florida to Arizona to begin a new life alone.
It was through holding myself accountable for my choices, without blaming myself, I discovered new meaning to life. My days of hate, shame, isolation, fear of being alone, and a zillion other emotions attached to the stigma of, not being good enough. Success came in a mixture of tiny, medium and large steps. My old patterns will shoot up, if I do not remain mindful of their sprouts and pull the weeds. I am responsible for honoring the authentic person within me. The one I’m finally getting to know.
I will be forever grateful to the Hippie Ghost Band’s contributions in showing me I lived through the lens of lies. The same false concepts to those who believed in them, and didn’t know better. We passed our fears to our children. I had learned. No parent seeks to destroy their child. Out molded beliefs, which hold zero truth, has been the culprit. We can break this insanity. I am glad I put effort into it. It equaled the same energy output, when we choose to keep our patterns and lock ourselves into our private prison.
Included is a video I recently did with both I am love and the Ho’oponopono.
In Beyond the Veil’s course, coming this April, I will teach their specific instructions.
Step 3: Finding the Core Pulse of the Self-Saboteur
Your self -saboteur and the victim can become great allies after the peeling of layers ends. Welcome to next step. Jasmine discovered. The damsel and doormat rose out of other layers, hiding beneath the surface, which protected her memory from recognizing the culprit.
With the victim and saboteur on the scene, they would become the damsel’s best buddies. Remember the self-saboteur is the car you drive. It knows one route. You programmed it to keep you a victim. If you dared to go a different direction the subconscious would hound you until you returned to your everyday routine. It would remind you, this person has done you wrong. Victim images would constantly flash through your mind. To stop this, you had to have a stronger belief. Jasmine believed, through her husband’s encouraging words about her changes, the damsel and victim died.
Evidently not. Jasmine’s mind, throughout their marriage, played out a battle between the dependent and the independent woman. Those moments where the independent female rose, were seen through his eyes. His approval. His compliments. After his death, the independent woman became only a memory.
What would hold her to this victim? Why would she seek to embrace it? The subconscious is still programmed. It hadn’t unplugged from old beliefs. It hadn’t created a new reality. She only knew the old routes. To stop this vicious cycle, we had to start to find the real culprit. The damsel was only an expression of this perpetrator.
Often, one concept that has programmed the subconscious, is the breeder of the other characteristics. We walked her step by step until she remembered what it was. To do this, we began a similar program we do in the spirit realms. We taught her the I Am Love and I am Loving chant to use throughout the day, especially when her fears, based on old programming rise.
A Time for Peeling away descriptions.
After my husband’s death, I feared to die alone, which shocked me. In the past, I have counseled others with this same apprehension. To discover it had taken over me left confusion. I decided to map the pattern my damsel used after my husband’s death. She led me spiraling down into the alleys of sociopaths.
During those six years, I recalled how I would watch myself, as I became a foreigner. Why did I pick men who would not support my vision? Why did I keep attracting those who offer zero safety?
In the law of attraction, we invite what is always on our mind. Though I sought someone to save me, my thoughts kept me in the victim and damsel role. The saboteur made sure I stayed on the right roads. To my surprise, my life reinforced the same avenues I had traveled before I met my late husband. How did this happen? As explained, the programming never shifted. What I didn’t realize when I met my husband, I was not living from those patterns. The ones that my husband met had quieted the damsel briefly.
Who or what is controlling the damsel, was the million-dollar question, which began the process for healing. While my spirit group started to help me understand the need for boundaries, my own beliefs that governed the damsel appeared. began to pop up and revealed my hidden belief.
People pleasing, doormat, and the victim all aided my bottom line belief. I will not amount to anything.I will need someone to take care of me. For years this instituted my behaviors and my living conditions. It took me three years to recall this sentence. It has a way to hide, while my other traits kept me in line. I realized I wasn’t the victim. My parents passed down concepts given to them by their parents. I didn’t need to accept them as truth. Forgiveness and love would be the keys to transporting me out of those patterns.
The Hippie Ghost Band taught me the I Am Love Variation. This I will teach more on in the Beyond the Veil Law of Attraction and how it is used to recreate our whole essence.
Step Two. How to Educate yourself to recognize out-molded patterns
Daily you are given a choice to repeat behaviors and beliefs or to unplug from them. What you have been using is a programmed car [subconscious] that has been wired to take you from point A to point B. Imagine the following. You stepped into your vehicle and set out to the airport. This car knows one airport and only one direction to getting you there. You tried to program a new direction, but it chokes on it, and takes off, making sure it is fulfilling its requirement, getting you safely to the airport.
It would be worthless blaming the car since it has your best interest at hand. Also, this is all it knows. It is a machine and cannot tell what pro and con is. It’s a machine. What do you do? Do you keep driving the car or trade in its programming with new? These are the only two choices, though Jasmine believed there were three. It is this miscalculation that cost her dearly.
The above scenario is a replica of your brain. You have a conscious, subconscious and superconscious. You are ruled by the subconscious, which is exactly like a computer. Only you can get the bugs out and redo the input. Another cannot, though they can guide you through the process.
Jasmine Renee contribution kept her powerless. She knew enough ‘new age’ to be dangerous. She did know the roots of each behavior had to be unplugged and continuously weeded. Her motto covered this. Keep your mental garden watered and weeded. As we said, she knew enough to make her dangerous to herself.
We asked, are you tired of being powerless? Are you sick of being a prisoner to your out-molded beliefs? How much work are you willing to extend to free yourself?
She had two major belief patterns that had reaped their awards since her husband’s death. Both had fertile ground to grow, and take possession of her life. We held her accountable for creating this fertile soil. She now had full awareness of it, so it was up to her. From that day forth, she couldn’t blame. Jasmine lightly trod forward and began to let go of the blame.
Stopping her from blaming the world for all her problems didn’t come easy. She didn’t understand why she kept attracting the same experience? People will stay on the merry-go-round of similar events, with a name, or location altered. Jasmine needed to acquire the skills to see yellow and red flags. These two could signal you that a repeated pattern is approaching. Peeling the layers away is a method we use in the spirit realms. We decided to teach her the process.
Jasmine Renee Speaking: Why did the Doormat Reemerge?
Our brains start to be program early in life. It acts like a computer and wishes to keep things running. It has scripts for every experience we have encountered. Those experiences, which came with a punch of emotions, are the ones that lead us daily and on rare occasions. My spirit group informed me, my programming is still active. Each programming might take a mini-vacation while letting another pattern have the opportunity to dominate for a period, but this is temporary.
Their explanation met deaf ears. They were speaking an alien tongue, so another concept was presented. This one hit home and made sense. It also answered several of my questions.
When you met your husband, the self-saboteur and victim were on vacation. Other facets took the reign. The robust, vigorous and rebellious woman took center stage. My future husband didn’t see me as a doormat. Eventually, both the self-saboteur and victim returned from vacation and sprung back into action.
I could see where this played out, but it didn’t answer my question. Why did I slip back into the damsel role, when I started dating? The return of my old dating habits surprised me over the years. My spirit guide explained the roots to those patterns before I met my husband. All through my married life, I assumed my husband’s love healed me. My husband’s love did it. A lot of the doormat behavior stayed still in the riverbed of my mind, waiting to sprout new seeds. With Wally’s death, his viewpoint of me stopped being reflected, leaving the older tapes space to rise, with a vengeance. Throughout the twenty-nine years of us being together, I never saw myself, as he did. Within a year, after his death, the damsel sprouted. Their roots still were planted deep into the fertile soil, from tapes of distant years. I didn’t know what hit me. I just let the self- saboteur take over and put me back into my original car. The same one my late husband tried to help me escape.
For being an intelligent woman who was well read on areas of co-dependency and other addictions, I didn’t see it sneaking up on me. Why? Comfortableness. There is a familiarity with what we know. It feels like a broken in pair of shoes. Our desire pushes us forward into our addiction, which can be an old one, or a new one. Sanity erases itself, as we battle through obstacles to grab ahold of our independence. I did this.
My spirit group woke me up to what I was doing. I created this mess, and it was me who attracted these people into my life. Energy will attract similar energy. Like, attract like. My thoughts created this road to pain, victim, and doormat. At the time I dropped blaming, I noticed the constant anxiety attacks stopped.. Taking accountability started to heal me.
Once again they stepped in and explained a different format with healing. Though I’m familiar with releasing old patterns theirs was different. I was realizing the clone within me so my spirit could emerge.
April 2018, Beyond the Veil 101 Course will be available. Learn lesson Two. Walking out of your clone-self and into your Spirit path.
The Hippie Ghost Band is positive that we can create heaven on earth. They already started this through me, with their teachings of Beyond the Veil of the Law of Attraction. I was taught this because in 2015 my life was to come to a close. Divine Love changed the plans, because of the love these eleven entities, four being the Hippie Ghost Band’s had for each other and me. In essence, they created heaven through their love.
Beyond the Veil’s Law of Attraction Step 1, Holding yourself accountable.
Hippie Ghost Band’s speaking:
Holding yourself accountable was the first lesson Jasmine Renee received. Now is the time for people to put a stop the blaming. Letting go of this pattern will drastically change your life. The victim steps down from controlling it. It is here you will begin the reprogramming process of your subconscious. Without this step, the law of attraction will continue to be governed by your old pattern designs.
This step aids the subconscious from plugging into responses attached to victimhood and begins to program tapes of victory.
The path, though not new to Earth, helps people to walk away from the victim mentality, and to take one hundred percent accountability for your whole life. We will begin by reviewing false truths taught to control your life. These falsities are pulling your puppet strings. You are a walking, breathing clone machine.
Who are you holding responsible for your personal life? The boss, the spouse, the parent, or a child? The government, big business, and other peoples’ religions hold blame for the world’s problems?
Our question, is it benefiting you?
Blame and victim share two sides of a coin. The key to stopping being a victim is to let go of blame. The result, if you do this, you stop giving your power away. You cannot afford to maintain this habit. To support it guarantees depreciation of health, both mental and physical.
How do we stop this programming? The only way is by educating yourself to recognize the out-molded beliefs, which takes us to our second step. At this point, we will stop, and let Jasmine explain how she received or teachings.
Jasmine Renee speaking:
Holding Myself Accountable
The Hippie Ghost Band’s first lesson tasted bitter. That pill didn’t go down easy. On the one hand, I gloated in making everybody responsible. They did this to me! Heck, I even blamed my spirit guides and God. Everybody was responsible for how my life turned out, except me. Ignorance, I could not vouch for, since I studied the law of attractions years prior. I have proven to myself thoughts create things. I could count on one hand what I materialized. using a few fingers. On the contrary, I would run out of fingers trying to count my failures. My slogans, when used on my spirit guides, didn’t work. Others are to blame for my turmoil, reached deaf ears. The world did this, can’t you see? I’m a victim! Every day my spirit group refused to accept my pleas of innocence.
The victim within me cherished the attention. It proved better than zero acknowledgment. Here I am, a widow, without any physical, emotional or mental support. The more I swam in this swamp of debris the more my life attracted those who would victimize me. I understood on one level, ’like attracts like’, yet beyond any measure of doubt, my spirit guides must admit the world screwed me. They refused to accept my excuses, instead, they drummed into my mind, I used blame to imprisoned myself.
Next my group taught me the victim and the self-saboteur worked hand in hand. I have studied about self-sabotaging, but never explored how it controlled most of my life. The habits about my self-saboteur were actively playing through my subconscious mind. This is a neatly computerized program of truths from our family and their social network. This concept put me against the wall, until I found a loophole in their theory. I was a victim and I could blame my parents and their relations and friends. I didn’t have a choice. I also reminded them, I walked away from my family and re-invented a new life. I did all I could. It’s not my fault.
As they explained how the subconscious worked, I found it redundant. I already knew this. My spirit guide’s theory supported my point. Our parents damaged us, and we are a slave to our first five years of life.
Patience must have been their given name. All eleven, in this spirit guides group, maintained a high level of it, however they refused to let me fall into the trap of excuses. Somedays their guidance felt like a bulldozer and other days a soft breeze. Their contention always, you are making a choice to blame and escape this life create a new life. All this will accomplish is creating the same hell you already manifested.
Finally, I said, “Teach me.”
“When you are creating a better life, you hold yourself a prisoner to it.”
“What, I asked?”
“Let us teach you another way.”
It was here I began to sense their Law of Attraction didn’t echo the same concepts I already learned. Not to later did I learn I was taught the Beyond The Veil version, since my death in 2015, at that time was inevitable.
101 Class coming in April on Beyond the Veil Law of Attraction
Hippie Ghost Band talked about Beyond the Veil, and the Law of Attraction taught there.. They talked about the ego and spirit path and how they work together.
Our life has its shares of endings. Often, they usher a stream of hostilities, anger, frustration, confusion, and emptiness. Most of my life endings strangled me with self-doubt and self-loathing. To prevent endings, I became a doormat. Sooner or later a doormat is replaced, and the old one is left with bruises from being stepped on daily, and empty of any self-love. Four years ago, this began to change, with the assistance of the Hippie Ghost Band, who taught me another way.
If death was to come to me, in 2015, the last thing they wanted for me was to die a doormat and become one in the spirit realms. I’m grateful for their teachings. I’m more grateful for being alive.
I Wish You Well, a statement I heard from a couple people, became their slogan to teach me, how to let go ‘in ‘love. I wish you well is basked inside a visual of sparkles, pink, silver, gold, and the colors of the rainbows. It cleanses the ‘field’ of the area you are letting go. This field can be a job, location, addiction, friend, family and any other area that has put you into a choke-hold. The possibilities for using this are endless.
I wish you well creates new ego patterns. Our ego and spirit are to work side by side. As planned, by five your ego has learned its programming of your family and their ancestors. It will continue to develop these patterns, until the teen years. At this time, your spirit is remembering the path its choice and is seeking avenues to serve. The spirit tries to communicate this to the ego. A few years later we ‘adult’ and let the patterns of the ego take control, as we place blame on it. There is no need for blame. An ego is a data machine, and you can reprogram it. I wish you well is one method used in reprogramming.
Imagine with me this scenario. You go to work, and the boss asks you to step into her office. Ten minutes later you walk out the door shaking. You just got fired. The ego will go through the patterns it knows. Anger, fear, blame, denial, jealousy, envy, hate, and the list continues. Each of us has a database on how to cope with being let go. When you become aware of it, you can begin chanting, I wish you well, with the visual of sparkles, silver, gold, rainbow colors flooding in love at the place of employment and the boss.
Let’s say you want to move because you cant stand where you live. I wish you well serves this purpose, so you don’t repeat with a comparable situation.
There are endless ways to use this. They started me four years ago, to aid me in building boundaries in every area of my life. I still work it daily, but I see how it works. It’s a beautiful release. I have moved from location, buildings, occupations, and even friendships. This for me is difficult, especially being a doormat. I have rolled up so I can stand up. I still have a lot of work to do in this. I’m okay with it. Today, I’m saying goodbye to my apartment. I am wishing it well. I love it here, yet it will not serve my future. Today, I just glow in the rainbow colors with love, to this place, to past homes, experiences, friendships, and family. I wish them all well, so I remember the sparkle. I remember the love, yet my boundaries now prevent the doormat syndrome in any area of my life. Why the doormat?
A doormat doesn’t take responsibility for its actions. It blames people for stepping on it when it laid down for that purpose. Doormat wishes to be a part of something, so envy’s the gatherings that it is never invited too. It accepts every word a person uses to describe it and starts to refer back to itself in that manner. A doormat gave up self-worth, self-purpose, and self-esteem. Itself now lays under others’ feet, with their judgments stamped on it.