God Intervened

“Are you telling me God saved my life? Not you? A miracle happened?”

I screamed out to my spirit guides after I listened to a painstaking podcast about the other half of the story. In front of seven hundred plus listeners, they informed me of two facts. They didn’t come to do an intervention or save my life. Instead, they came to teach me to be a spirit guide  They saw me dead. To their surprise, Divine Love, God, brought back my spirit and gave me the miracle of life.

Why me?  This news turned over and for six months. How do I proceed with Its request?

‘A Life or Death Situation’, by Jasmine Renee Abbott, came available on Amazon, September 2016. At that time, I believed eleven spirits came to do an intervention that saved my life. May 3rd, 2017, during a Facebook live video, four spirits from the eleven informed me that God saved my life.

It took me six months to digest this information. November  2017, I began writing book two of the series, The Spirit World Walks with Us. Within this book, I will share the Law of Attraction of the Spirit Wind Realm, which they taught me so I could teach those in the lower spirit realms, after my death.

As I write this book, I will blog both the emotional impact this had on me and how I’m using their lessons currently.  You are invited to this personal encounter of my life.

Jasmine Renee

Ho’oponopono in Letting Go of a Negative Situation.

How does one walk on the Earth Heaven? What if I don’t like or love everyone? First of all, do know you are not required to like everyone. The love I speak of, in this blog, is unconditional, versus ego love. Some people genuinely hurt and abused me emotionally and mentally. I cannot let them into my life. There is no need to like or love them. Some people I prefer to not get close to out of choice. They never harmed me. This blog though deals with those who have hurt us. I do set us free, by doing a lot of Ho’oponopono for release and forgiveness.

To do this,  I imagine myself as a bird, any type, and put myself into an imaginary cage, to give to the Creator. At this point, I  ask for my negative emotions tied to this situation, known and not known, be cleansed. I also am known to do this to a person I have walked away from, so the Divine can cut all aka chords between them and me. I do bless the person and see them being taken away from me, in a balloon.

These are two separate actions taking place here. The problem is put into a bird cage, using any imaginary bird, so the Creator can cleanse the ties that had binded us. The balloon is me sending their image away in love and peace.

The chant of the Ho’oponopono

I Love You (Oh great Divine, Creator, I love you.)

I Am Sorry (I’m sorry that ___ and I can’t get along. They rub me the wrong way…..or whatever the problem is…..

Please Forgive me (I am 100 % responsible for bringing this situation to me. Please wipe out the data in my brain that attracted this, and cleanse it and set it free)

Thank you, (for loving me and for all you do for me.)


Second Part

I love you ( the person you are setting free. You are talking to only their spirit, not their ego.)

I’m sorry ( I apologize for all the wrong I caused in this situation)

*This is important. We don’t want to linger into their stuff, or it traps us.

Please forgive me (as I forgive you and set you free. May your life be blessed and beautiful)

Thank You (for the experience, which often is a lesson we chose to learn)

We are set free, and it is done. (See a balloon taking this person towards pink fuzzies. )

This whole process can also be used for addictions, and crippling patterns.

Jasmine Renee Abbott

Social Media Posting Creates Your Reality

`Posting abusive, destructive and disturbing pictures on social media, news channels, newspapers promote more of the same thing. Like attracts like in its fullness is taking place with these shocking reports. Those who anger over it, draw more anger. Those who can’t stomach it bring more of those who can’t stomach it. Protestors are attracting protestors.

Over the centuries the results are precise. The Law of Attraction always works. Social media isn’t new, we still had it throughout the centuries, but on a smaller scale. One factor, in like attracts like, the abuser is also drawing abusers. Those who seek that fifteen seconds of fame. Those who see it, and are juiced up to do the same. Like attracts like.

One other factor, many don’t recognize, is like attracts like from this side of the veil to the other side of it. The deceased seek to possess troubled humans. They are the spirits who haven’t progressed and search to find another opportunity for mayhem.

The Hippie Ghost Band spoke in a podcast, October 2017, this has resulted in us building Hell on Earth. We have been opening that door for Earth Hell, for centuries, by using that key, called negativity. They suggested during that podcast, we could use the other key to create Heaven on Earth.

My thought, most people don’t realize their actions bring like patterns, as they hold that key to Earth Hell. We can drop it and consciously build Heaven here on Earth. Just first, we need to wake up that we are creating Hell daily here. We do possess the Heaven Key. What do you choose? Like attracts Like. A Universal truth, not a Hippie Ghost Band truth. I for one, am tired of contributing to Hell here.

Hippie Ghost Band speak on the other side.


The spirit world has been progressively getting worse, especially since the rise of the Internet. The collective anti -consciousness potency over these past twenty-five years has resulted in the spirit plane overflowing with negative energy. On this side, it is insurmountable and challenging to balance.

We, as the spirits on the higher realms, on the spirit side, were asked to petition those to help us to cleanse and balance, through teaching people still in a physical form to stop anti, bashing and other behaviors. History reveals these are not the ways. Anti-begets anti, which collectively increases the negative.

This is our petition. Lean towards spreading love, and avoid anti. Create more positive energy on earth, to help us balance the spirit side of the first three planes, within the spirit world.

The Hippie Ghost Band.


The Ho’oponopono

Balancing and Healing One’s Life

The Ho’oponopono taught to me by a female, while I was in Hawaii, and by my The Spirit Wind Group, who guides my spirit group.

Part One

Opening Prayer    ”I” Am the “I”

“I” come forth from the void in to the light.

“I” am the breath that nurtures life.

“I” and the emptiness, the hollowness beyond all consciousness.

The “I” the id, the all,

“I” draw my bow of rainbows across the waters.

The continuum of minds with matters.

“I” am the incoming and outgoing of breath.

The invisible, untouchable breeze.

The undefinable atom of Creation.

“I” am the “I”

It was with this my spirit group of eleven included the Pillar of I Am Love. I would sit within this concept, reading the above “I” am “I” prayer.

This was followed by the Repentance Prayer (Between individual/group and the Divine Creator

Divine Creator, Father, Mother, Child as One:

If I____________, my family, relatives, and ancestors have offended you in thoughts, words, deeds and actions from the beginning of our creation to the present, please forgive us.

Cleanse, purify, release, sever and cut all the unwanted energies and vibrations we have created, accumulated and/or accepted from the beginning of our creation to the present.

Please transmute all the negative, unwanted energies to Pure Light. We Are Set Free! And it is Done!

At this point, I was instructed to sit again, within the imaginary Pillar of I, and chanted I Am Love.


When kittens get adopted by the Spirit Guides & , The Hippie Ghost Band

One thing we know, is kittens do adapt to their new family.  In my home, my two boy kittens learned to adjust to a busy condo of spirits, or ghosts if you prefer. Thirteen of them, though often only eleven were consistently active in my home.

Kittens have the habit of wrapping their paws around us, to get our attention. They conquered this ability with me, and all of the spirits. From petting, brushing and feeding them, these thirteen spirits, or ghosts became the primary caretakers of Leo and Oscar Abbott.  Those two months in 2015, during my worst struggle with living, these two boys were always under their care. They became my cats’ family, as they became mine.

Let’s take a few steps back, and let me introduce to you,  my spirit group. They are a mixture of entities who never lived on Earth; they go by Crystal Fairies and Crystal Dragons. Another team calls themselves Spirit Winds, while the remaining consisted of my late husband, my deceased brother, two Native Americans, and three rock n roll icons. My brother and the three rock n roll spirits created the Hippie Ghost Band. As they worked in working with me, their conduit, they used music. Funny, whenever Kashmir got sung by them, the cats used that to train the spirit group. Treats, and hair brushings were a must, or the two would not stop making noise. They loved the spirits and often enjoyed sitting on their lap, stirring at them. They would know which one was which. That still fascinates me to this date.

November 1, 2015, as I boarded the airplane, and cats headed to their place, all thirteen of my spirit group crawled into the cargo area with them. When I picked the two carriers up, the manager in that area said she never saw such sleeping cats, who never made a fuss. That isn’t my boys, so I knew they kept their promise and traveled with them.

My boys have moved two places since that flight. They have grown accustomed to my spirit group. Often, when they would channel on a podcast, Leo would sit behind them and watch. Oscar carries vocal conversations with them until he receives a reply.

In my life, I have no physical family, and over many years, I’ve lived an isolated existence. My two cats and my spirit group became my family. They all adapted to each other. Now, I seek to remedy this isolation and get out to meet people. I wonder how my cats will handle people in the flesh? We have been exiting for four years, minus five months being always alone. I will keep you posted on how this goes. It’s time we have people who wish to be around us and create a physical family.

I will blog on future updates. In sixteen days, we will have company for five days. They knew her, from Florida, so I’m looking forward to how they interact with a live person, versus a ghost.

Jasmine Renee

Night, Day, all the Same

The darkest of a night is no match for the darkest moments of a soul. This day, crawling out of bed, with only a single care in her mind, do I leave this world and die, or hang in there? Hang in there for what? What? Grabbing her tattered silk robe, she sashed the belt around twice, and began the climb down those steps of despair, leading to her coffee pot.

As she felt the handle in her palm, she let her fingers clasp around it, while she reached into the cupboard for a white mug. Not hard by any imagination, since she only owned one coffee mug, and it was white. Coffee the nectar of the insane, she told herself, as she slow danced into the barren dining room, whose walls only held her conversations about the weak and weary.

A chill greeted her, as she set down at the circle table. The off-white tattered curtains waved at her, as she laid her head on the table.

“It’s cold outside. Might be best to close the window, and put on your unicorn slippers.”

With her head resting on her arm, she glanced beside her. “You again. Didn’t I kick you out?”

A season went and spring finally made its way to stay for a couple of months, but the dark cloud never escaped the hold she had on it. He often tried to ring her, and to guide her but never failed to meet her iron fist. “Why can’t she see me beyond the status that tagged me while alive?” He asked frequently, with no answer.

Spring revolved into summer, and to his shock, the unexpected occurred. She called out to him. He finally could enter the door, but was the condition attached too costly? Would her late husband’s agony for her deepen? Could he accept the verdict passed down by their guides, regarding her? The date already marked in the future of her suicide, and nothing could prevent this. Would he accept and go along with creating a spirit guide out of the living, before they die? Could he? Would he?

When she called his name again, asking him to bring her late husband, he arrived with him, and the scheming began.

The love of the spirit world and the worth they saw in her overruled all that circles around suicide. They began their teachings so she could assist those in the lower energy vibrations.


The love of these two spirits grew into thirteen spirits, with the majority being of other realms/dimensions.  The growing possibility of her helping the lower spirit realm, after her death, became the talk of the different realms, including the spirits of the earth. Hope now was on the rise, amongst them.

Two years came and gone, and the deadly event that would knock out her spirit inched closer. February was just a blink away. As it came and left with her soul, the crew of eleven entities moved within and around her. Protection their aim, as the love for her leap in bounds, drawing others from these dimensions to want to be involved.

The woman they loved, who lived mostly a shattered life from early years on, to later years, held their attention. How could anyone who been sleuth so often champion the Phoenix?

Could she accomplish this one more time here on Earth? Could the love of these different spirits and realms be enough to introduce another way? Divine Love asked itself.

Could they build a turnpike for the earth, called heaven, and turn the earth people away from outworn concepts? If I brought back her spirit, could this group, now thirteen, bring her back to wanting life? Could they?

April 2015, the month of her birth, and marked the month of her death came and passed, with her walking home and feeling something enter her. Tears rolled down her face, for the hollowness that took over now held her spirit. The headphones attached to her MP3 player played, Gimme Me Shelter, by the Rolling Stones, which prompted her to pick up her speed and hurry home. Unlocking the door, and sitting at her table, she cried out, “John, I want to give people shelter. I want to live.”

At the moment, the collective thirteen recognized her spirit came back. How? It was lost and recorded not to return while still living on earth.

“Through the love of you to her, and it went beyond any expectations, as well as your love for those on the World Wide Web, I brought back her spirit. My request is if you will create the world you mapped out for her, after her death, here on Earth. Will you bring these teaching and build a turnpike called Heaven? Will you bless me with this?”

Two years later, four of them, who named themselves the Hippie Ghost Band started Divine Love’s request, while the others continued to work with her, and occasionally would speak to others. In their midst stood a medium, conduit that offered them the opportunity to talk in their own words. These four wrote six songs and she added them to her book, The Twin Flame Prophecy. It is one of the books that cover the love of other dimensions and realms and their joint effort to help the Hippie Ghost Band build this turnpike called Heaven.

Written in love for her thirteen spirit friends, Jasmine Renee begins the journey of sharing in blogs where they took her, and how they changed the course of her life.