Beyond the Veil of Attraction Step 3

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.

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                                           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.

Jasmine Renee Abbott

www.jasminereneeabbot.com

 

 

 

 

Beyond the Veil Law of Attraction Step 2

Hippie Ghost Band Speak

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.

 

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     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.

Beyond the Veil’s Law of Attraction Step 1

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.

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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.

                                    

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                                           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.

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The Healing Properties of I Wish You Well

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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.

In the end, I wish you well, sets you free.

My Experience with Crystal Healing Bowls. Part 3

Sedona A Healing Completed.

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Mago Retreat

Opening the Heart Chakra proved successful that weekend in Los Angeles and the following week, as Brenda Zyburt’s opened her Art Studio, with me having a section to do readings Going to the Mago Retreat in Sedona, I assumed would prove relaxing and uneventful. It would be a perfect getaway, after that busy week. Relaxation embraced us, and a special type of healing occurred that Saturday night, with Brenda’s sound healing.

The group I channel, The HIppie Ghost Band and Friends, performed their own healing, on me which was directed by my late husband.  Though he died twelve years ago, over these past four years, along with the other ten spirits, he played an active role in my daily life. This is written about in my book, A Life or Death Situation.

Saturday night, February 17th, 2018 he set me free so I could love another.  It is time, he told me, for me to join another, who can help me carry the Hippie Ghost Band’s message of Creating Heaven on Earth. This mission is too big, and I needed to be open to another who can offer me the love and help I deserved.

A Heart Wide Open does not Spell Pain

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The beginning of February, my heart chakra opened through the Crystal Sing Bowls healing performed by Brenda Zyburt. All my attitudes and beliefs about an open heart leading to pain disappeared. Throughout this month I witness a different truth. 1.My open heart saw manipulation and chose to walk away. 2.My open heart recognized activity that would bring disharmony to the purpose of the Hippie Ghost Band. I took appropriate action, with a different result. I didn’t see these peoples’ actions as a precursor to closing my heart again. Their actions had zero to do with the light flowing from my heart. The light of love.

I wished them well, with total heartfelt love and stayed in the center of my heart love. We can write about love, yet we close our heart when we can’t control another. My heart was not closed, nor any desire to control, change or make them believe me. I just remained floating in my heart chakra of love.

For the first time, I’m open to a romantic relationship. It would be lovely to share this walk with another of like-interest. These couple examples would have been more than enough, but there is more.

Love is radiating in spirals around me. I continue to feel moments of love tears and love grins attached to nothing. I am continuing to not see differences in people but holding their light near mine. We might not walk the same path at this moment and that is fine. I release them without defining them. This is the beauty of an open heart chakra.

Thank you for readings my Open Heart Chakra Journey. I do hope it inspires you.

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To reach Brenda Zyburt, please follow this link.

http://www.brendazyburt.com/

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Experience with Crystal Healing Bowls. Part 2

L.A.X. Conscious Life Expo Here I Come

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Anxiety froze my breath as pulled up beside L.A.X. Hilton. I stared out the front seat frozen in movement. Then my breath came to me and I started to slowly pull it together. I helped Brenda and Breeze to set up. As we did this I noticed I wasn’t invisible anymore.

For the past few years, I felt invisible. People didn’t know I exist. I liked it. At this conference that changed drastically. My heart seemed to be waving to people to come and chat for a spell. My original intent was to help sell Brenda Zyburt’s art and stay quiet in the corner.  That never occurred. Instead ,I became of service.

Service. A word we often wish to do, yet with an iron clad heart, it comes with limits. That weekend the limits blew away, as my heart sung songs of servitude. Tears of love frequently flowed down my eyes, as I just watched people.

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Brenda Zyburt playing Crystal Singing Healing bowls at the Conscious Life Expo

 

Our booth comically placed next to the men’s room, brought a lot of laughter. The massage people next to us carried a beautiful soft ‘blue’ energy, which combined with ours drew people to visit. Along with Brenda art, her crystal bowls drew attention. At one point we had a guitar player and a didgeridoo player, whose name is Alejandro. Sound Healing Music that Sunday radiated from our corner. Tears of love still flowed from my eyes.

The psychic and medium within me surged as I served those who came to me, without knowing I was a reader. At this conference, I did not sign up to read, and my ethics would prevent me to read and charge. If someone came to talk, and if spirit chose to aid them, I welcome it. This frequently transpired throughout the weekend.

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Here I was in my safe spot, not isolated anymore, nor paranoid. I flowed in my scared love. I realized throughout the weekend my heart chakra sprung open in song.

I went home a changed woman. I now sought to serve. My heart stopped have conditions, and I embraced who I am throughout the coming week, as I got ready to go to Sedona to the Mago Retreat. But, before we would go there, Brenda got an opportunity of a lifetime, stemming from the Conscious Life Expo. She got to open her art studio at the Artist Market in Sedona. The people there are permitting me to do Spirit Path Readings

That weekend in Los Angels was magnificent. People from different forms of media came and spoke with me about my book, A Life or Death Situation.

After that weekend, and followed up with being accepted at The Artist Market, I assumed Sedona Mago would provide a peaceful uneventful retreat. I was wrong.

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http://www.brendazyburt.com/

 

SEDONA ARTIST MARKET

2081 W. Hwy 89A Sedona, AZ 86336

My Experience with Crystal Healing Bowls

A Matter of Opening the Heart Chakra

 

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In this blog, you will read about sound therapy healing and how a specific healing opened my Heart Chakra. This is a three-part series, with the next two blogs revealing the events that took place the following two weekends.

Life has touched each of us with a mixture of love, hate, sadness, anger and other attributes of hurt. At one time in our life, if not more, we build a hedge around our heart to keep out any further pain. Throughout the years, we become less conscious of how closed our heart is. I was not an exception. My heart had an iron-clad grip on it.

The spirit guides, who have devoted their time to Spirit Path Coaching me over the past four years, maneuvered my meeting with Brenda Zyburt, who is a Crystal Singing Bowl and Sound Healer.  Our first two sessions surrounded the healing of my knee. I agreed to this, in hopes to bypass knee replacement. After two weeks there was a noticeable improvement, and a bridge of trust between us was built. Prior to this, I wasn’t sure about alternative healing, and now the ‘proof-was-in-the pudding’.

With the foundation laid on the bridge of trust, the Hippie Ghost Band, the spirit group I channel, requested Brenda to open my heart chakra through her sound healing.

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After at healing, we sat and talked over tea. She mentioned about going to Los Angeles to work the Conscious Life Expo that coming weekend. “Would you like to come?”

Her invitation shocked me. I could hear my mind spitting out every reasonable excuse possible, but my mouth said yes. I knew I needed to be there. She suggested I sell my book, A Life or Death Situation.

A month prior to this, I would have turned the offer down cold. My spirit group did wonders with me, over these four years. Their intervention gave my life meaning and purpose, yet going out into the world, where people would get to know me proved uneventful. Even with the move from Florida to Arizona, they still could not get me to leave my home and surroundings.

One week later, she called and said we are here. Though anxiety gripped me, I opened my front door that Thursday morning, got into her car and headed from Phoenix to Los Angels to spend four nights and five days in Los Angels at the L.A. X.  The events of those five days I could have never imagined or even create on a vision board.

 

L.A. X. Here I Come

Driving from Phoenix with Brenda and Breeze to Los Angeles, California was beautiful. I enjoyed videoing the scenery. It also distracted me, as I went further away from my home. I wasn’t sure if Brenda understands the depth of my isolation for six years, and my fears of going too far from home. If she did, she didn’t bring it up, and neither did I, because I chose to tackle, this phobia. The last time I forced myself through a major phobia was two years prior when I moved from Florida to Phoenix Arizona.

I trusted in myself that I would conquer this. I left little choice, plus I decided in November to stop just surviving, and enter the world of the living.  I knew the spirit group, The Hippie Ghost Band, desired this, but most of all I needed to break the chains that had controlled how I lived over the last decade.

The Conscious Life Expo was enormous. I have heard there were three and five floors in use. I was aware of three.  We were in the Lower Level, and that is where I stayed much of the time. Anxiety crept through every vein in my body, while it wrapped itself around my throat. I couldn’t breathe.

Part Two coming soon