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  • May5th

    Here is the next of several submissions to the “Ask Erik” page. As you can see, we’ve kept him very busy, but I’m sure he adores the attention.

    Bethany’s question:

    In 1996 my uncle committed suicide and my family seemed to fall apart after this. My dad has been in deep depression since, and his children got taken out of our lives without notice. I recently got to see one of my cousins I hadn’t seen in almost 15 years now and those questions pop in my head daily “what really happened?” and “why?” Lots of people believe he would not have done that. He was making his way to the top of XXX XXXXXX and his personality seemed too strong willed. He was a XXXXXXXX in the military. We were all in complete shock. I would like to see if he is there with Erik and maybe any information as to why he did it. It was the most random thing that happened in our family, and we can’t seem to put the pieces together.

    Here is his name: Rafael XXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXX. Born XX/XX/50, died XX/XX/96. He was born in McAllen, TX and died in Angleton where he lived much of the last part of his life.

    Question posed to Erik:

    Bethany, age 23, says her uncle died in 1996. She says her family fell apart after this and has never been quite the same. What happened and why? His name is Rafael. He was born in 1950 in McAllen, and he died in Angleton.

    Kim: I’m just listening to Erik.

    Me: Okay.

    Erik: This is connected with sexual issues, Mom. He was concerned about people finding out. He killed himself. It was impetuous. It was not planned long-term. He’s been very conflicted since the time he was like 14, but he didn’t really have any intentions of committing suicide, none. It had to do with sexual issues coming to light, and he was ashamed. That’s why he did it.

    Me: Is he doing okay?

    Erik: He says he is FABULOSO, Mom. He’s still here in Heaven. He hasn’t returned yet to his next lifetime. You know what he’s doing in Heaven, Mom? He’s working as a professional chef.

    Me: Oh!

    Erik: And he’s telling me he loves to garden.

    Kim: It sounds like a Facebook profile!

    Erik: He says he loves being in Heaven where everyone is nonjudgmental, and he has nothing to say about his family being judgmental. It’s just that he can be whoever he wants and whatever he wants in Heaven, and it’s not always like that on the earthly plane. He wants to comment on all the love and support he got from his family. Wow, they were a very close-knit family! He’s saying he misses them, and he looks forward to them getting to Heaven. But he’s very busy and very happy. He’s fulfilled.

    Me: Good. Okay, so why did the family fall apart so much after he died?

    Erik: Because this family put great stock in knowing what each other was doing at all times and knowing, you know, what the uncles, the brothers, the sons, the cousins, everybody, big family all real close-knit, and they got together all the time and they talked all the time. For someone in their ranks to do this without sharing it with anyone just rocked them to their core. They’re thinking, ‘If he can do it, who else will do it? Which one of us is going to be next?’ A lot of them believe everything happens in threes. They’re freaking out about who’s going to be the next to die. Of everyone in the family, they never would have thought it would be him because he was always like easy going, you know, didn’t take things real seriously, had a funny sense of humor, was always there for everybody else. He gave no one else any impression that this would happen, that he was even thinking about this, that he was depressed or that anything was even wrong. They thought he had a charmed life.

    Me: Well, it’s good to know he’s happy and at peace now.

    Erik: He is.

    Me: This may bring up more questions from Bethany, Erik.

    Erik: That’s okay. Bring ‘em on.

    Me: I love you, Baby Boy.

    Erik: I know, Mom. I love you too. Tell everybody I love them.

    Me: Every day, darling, every day.

    Bethany’s response:

    Wow, thank you for that! That is very interesting that he is a chef and loves to garden! He loved to bbq and throw big parties and cook while here and everyone in my family loves their yards lol. He was the last one that we expected to ever do this, and its somewhat a relief that XXXXXXXX didn’t do it. As far as the sexual issues, I’m not very sure as he never let anyone know about it. Always the wife and kids kinda guy, but I’ll ask his brothers and sisters and see what they think. I hope all is getting well and i enjoy reading the blog.

    My response:

    He might not be gay. It could be something as simple as sexual fantasies that he considered sinful. There are all sorts of “sexual perversions” for heterosexuals too, most of them have roots in past life experiences.

    Bethany’s response:

    I spoke with my grandmother about the reading. She did say he loved roses very much, and now that I think back to that time, he had them on the side of his house and no one was to touch them lol.

    In this submission, I have omitted a few sentences that might be too identifying. Protecting the family, as always, is crucial to this process. However, none of these take away from the gift that Erik has given us all…the gift that allows us to break the bonds of our paltry five sense perception and all of the limits with which it shackles us. Through Erik and Kim, we have access to answers and insights that would otherwise remain out of our grasp. Sometimes these answers give birth to more questions, but as you can see, Erik is willing and ready to help us. It’s nice to have an “inside man,” isn’t it? Our Heaven’s Gate, our spiritual window. Let’s all take some time today to send him our prayers, our love and our appreciation.

    His response also brings up important questions: Why do we judge others and, even in the absence of judgment, why do we feel judged? I don’t profess to have the answers to these, but I do know that judgment of others is not our job; it’s the job of the universe, of karma, if you will. So perhaps we can take something from this to incorporate into our daily lives. From now on, I’m going to make a commitment to live a judgment-free life. Not only will I try (gulp) not to pass judgment on a single soul, stranger or otherwise, I will go out of my way to make those around me feel loved and accepted for who and what they are. It won’t be an easy task, but it is one that is vital to the progress of my soul and the paths of those I meet.

  • May4th

    My eldest daughter and Erik’s sister, Kristina, celebrated her 26th birthday on the first of May. The evening before, the entire family joined her at a new Indonesian restaurant to rejoice over the wonderful years we’ve spent with her here on earth. Firsts are difficult, though, and Kristina’s first birthday without her little brother is no exception. The mood included the usual frenetic chaos that is typical Medhus, but a subtle veil of somberness cloaked our usual joy. We all miss him so much.

    Lately, I had been particularly grief-stricken. I want to hide from the relentless pain, but there is no place to run. No matter how hard I try to shake it off, sadness is my constant companion and relief , cruel renegade.

    But Erik delivered a much-needed spark of hope that night. The waiter placed a slice of red velvet birthday cake in front of Kristina. It had a single candle, its tall, near-motionless flame burning brightly. As we all watched expectantly, she made a silent wish, filled her lungs with air, and before she could pucker and blow, the flame was snuffed out. Because the night was cool, the air-conditioning was not on; remember, the flame was stock still before it was extinguished. And all of the other candles were still alit.  Furthermore, the flame vanished so abruptly, it seemed like an invisible guest had blown it out.

    All of us stared at each other with eyes widened and mouths agape. We instantly knew what had just happened. Erik was never one to miss a party, certainly not his big sister’s. He had come to wish her well from the afterlife and did so in his usual prank-pulling manner. He had come to give us the relief for which we all longed. Thank you, Erik. Happy birthday, Kristina.

    Pensive Boy

  • May3rd

    Cassie’s question:

    You’ve never met me, but I knew Erik in high school and even though we didn’t speak much, gosh, he was such a neat guy! I go to his facebook page nearly every day and I’ve read every blog of yours. It’s truly inspiring considering I lost my father very suddenly when I was 14 and am still struggling with grief to this day. I’ve shared your blog with both of my sisters and they find it just as amazing as I do. And it even turns out that my sister, Shannon, knew Michelle at Memorial High School. What a small world! I would be so ecstatic if you could ask Erik about my dad. We miss him so much!

    My name is Cassie (short for Cassandra) Hurst and I’m 19. My Dad’s name is Tom (Thomas) Hurst. He was born in De Moines, Iowa and passed away at 57 in Houston, TX.

    And now for the dialog between Erik and I through psychic medium, Kim O’Neill:

    Cassie is 19. She lost her father when she was around 14 and has been grieving ever since. His name is Tom or Thomas. He passed away at around age 57. She just wants to know how he is, basically. Can you help her, Erik?

    Erik’s response:

    It was his time to go. It was his destiny. Natural causes. Nothing could have kept him alive longer. There wasn’t physician negligence or anything like that. This was not a suicide. I think everyone knows that. Tom spends a lot of time around the family, especially his wife. He really misses them and is waiting for all of them to get to Heaven, you know, in years to come. He spends almost all of his time with the family. Cassie and him were especially close. They’re platonic soulmates. They’ve been in many, many past lifetimes together as twins, father-daughter, mother-son. He says his passing has hit her hardest of anyone else in the family, and he wants her to know that he’s right there with her. He says, “Well she talks to me practically every day, and I talk back to her; my words enter into her head like she’s talking to herself. We talk every day.” He gives her direction, she asks him for advice and suggestions, and he gives her direction and she follows it. But he understands it’s totally different than being there with her. He wants her to know this: He will be there when she gets married. He won’t be there in the physical, but he will be there on her special day. He’ll be right next to her walking her down the aisle.

    He says she’s going to name one of her son’s after him: Thomas. He’ll be called “Tommy” just like he was as a little boy.

    He’s right there with her. He advises her to keep talking to him. The more she practices talking to him the better she’s going to get at channeling him. This is going to be very helpful to her as she goes on with her life.  He also wants her to know that she’s supposed to be an attorney. And he’ll be right there with her as she goes through school. He’ll even help her take tests.

    Here is the email exchange that ensued after I told Cassie what Erik had said:

    Cassie’s response:

    Wow!! This is amazing. There are only a couple of things that kind of are iffy. When he passed, my parents were divorced and he was single. After my mom, he never re-married. The other thing is my oldest sister, Hannah, named her son Thomas but I am the only one that calls him Tommy.

    My response:

    He could still be around since after death he saw her for who and what she really is–he may love her and the divorce might have been a between lives contract between them to help one or both with spiritual growth. Relationships can be different—a broader perspective, in the afterlife. Also, I’ll see what the transcript reads when I get the recording. but he might have said it would be a middle name for your son, or he could be mixing up you and your sister. (Or Kim might be mixing things up.) We’ll see when the CD comes.

    Cassie’s response:

    I do remember, though, before he passed, he started talking again with his first wife Marcia. She was divorced as well, and had kids around our ages. Could it be her?? I can’t wait to hear the rest!!!

    My response:

    I’m not sure but if you do submit another question, we should probably give minimal information. For example, you can ask who he hangs out with, and let Erik and your dad come up with the details. I like to avoid feeding information, because then when they do come up with details, it’s more convincing and confirming. So future questions should be ones that are general but meant to elicit specifics. Does that make sense? Some people ask things like “Is my son all right?” but how valuable is an answer like “yes.” That doesn’t help me, at least. It’s like going to a palm reader and finding out “you’ll be rich,” “you’ll meet someone handsome,” blah, blah, blah. You might get some ideas if you read some of the previous “Ask Erik” posts. This next week or two, I’m posting several such submissions and their responses.

    Cassie’s response:

    Yeah, that’s what I was wondering, who he is with over there, cause we have so many loved ones that we have lost. I have read the “Ask Erik” posts. But we can talk more about it when we meet up. Thank you so much for keeping me updated. I’m excited to see what the whole transcript says!

    You and Erik are nothing less than amazing. I cannot tell you how thankful I am for this. When I read the message about my Dad, this huge wave of relief and comfort swarmed me. All of this time I’ve been grieving and sad, I’ve been through therapy and I’ve talked to people who have been through similar circumstances as I have. Upon reading what you sent me, I knew all this time, that is exactly what I have been searching for and it’s what I needed. I needed the validation that he is, indeed, here. I always had the skepticism in the back of my mind. The past few days I’ve been extremely happy and peaceful. I’ve been thinking about it a lot, and I just smile and thank Erik and my Dad.

    I’ve been having dreams with my Dad for a while now. In every dream that I have with him, I always run up to him and give him this great big hug and I don’t want to let go. Those dreams are the only thing I have that are somewhat real of having him back here with me. Every night I hope I have another one with him.

    My sister and I were talking the other night, and we were discussing the circumstances of my Dad’s death compared to our other loved ones. With our Dad, he was the only one to pass completely suddenly. He fell asleep and never woke up. Our other family members were sick, and we had that time to say good-bye and tell them we loved them. That wasn’t the case with Dad. Which one is worse, knowing you’ll never see them again and having the time to say what you need to before they pass, or completely not knowing at all? They both are horrendous and very hard. There is no way that I, or my sisters, could have seen Dad sick and suffering, so in a way we are somewhat pleased that he did pass the way he did. But with it being so sudden, I am still at shock. There are so many days that I wake up and instinctually want to call him. Then I remember.

    I’m sorry this has been so long but I feel like I can share anything with you, and that you understand. It’s hard to find people like that. I am truly grateful that our paths have crossed