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  • August24th

    I know many of you have probably already seen this YouTube video, but if you haven’t, it’s so worth a few minutes to watch. This disheveled gentleman experienced a life-changing near death experience after a heart attack. He chronicles that experience in this homemade video. I get the feeling he’s hiding in the closet from his wife. :-)

  • August24th

    I really enjoyed this question and the answers Erik provided, because it speaks to so many of us, maybe all of us. I had to chuckle at Erik’s mock impatience since he waited on the sidelines while various guardian angels answered Kelli’s questions. Watch how he plays the neglected little boy! I was also amazed by his show of sensitivity in the choice of pronouns–something I failed to do, tactless lout that I am!

    Ty’s Question

    My life has been an emotional rollercoaster. Some days are good, others, not so good. I am transgender; I was born in a female body, but for my entire life I have felt like a boy/man. I currently just identify as a lesbian because it’s easier for people to understand, but really my outer female body is just that – an outer shell that does not reflect who I truly am. I have struggled with this for 31 years. I am reaching out because I am unsure just what in the hell I am supposed to be doing. I have contemplated suicide off and on throughout the years (although I am not currently suicidal). Did the therapy thing, did the meds thing – with some moderate success (with counseling, not meds). Anyway, I know plenty of transgender folks who go ahead and “transition” by taking hormones, but I have tentatively decided not to put myself and my loved ones through that stress. I am happily married to my wife of 2 years (6 years together), but I still feel like my life is drifting aimlessly. I am lacking in motivation, and I feel like I have no calling in life (except to just be queer in a non-queer friendly society…lol). Can you ask Erik if I am being punished for something I did in a previous life? I am a really good person, and to be honest with you, I think I have learned so much more about the human condition because I was born a queer black female in America (LOL). But anyway, what the hell do I really know. I’m just looking for any help I can get so that I can feel a little bit better about myself and this life. Last question, my great great Aunt Sue passed last April 18th (2009) and I miss her dearly. I just want to know that she is okay, and I want to apologize for not being there in the years leading up to her passing.  She was like a parent to me, and I want her to know that. I also want to know if she is upset and or disappointed in me for anything

    Thank you so much for your help and understanding Elisa and Erik.

    My details:

    Me: Ty, 32 years old, Atlanta, GA

    My great great Auntie: Susie died in Houston at the age of 97.

    Channeling Transcript

    Me: Okay, this one is from Ty, a 32 year-old black female transgender living in Atlanta. I mean, she was born in a female body, but she’s always felt like she was a male. It’s been a grueling struggle for her for a long, long time. She’s happily married to her wife of 6 years, but she’s not sure what she’s meant to do in life. First of all, Erik, she wants to know if she’s being punished for something she did in a previous life. Of course I know what you’re going to say already, but…

    Kim: Oh, and one more thing for Kelli. She will have the surgery, but it’s going to be in 2011, different doctor, different facility.

    Me: Oh, okay.

    Kim: Now, let’s see what Erik has to say to Ty.

    Erik (teasing about the fact that guardian angels pulled rank on him to answer Kelli’s questions): Well, I knew you’d get to me sooner or later!

    Me (chuckling): Aw, I’m sorry, Baby! The guardian angels got to the mike faster than you!

    Kim: Hey Erik! It’s good to see you!

    Me: Hi, Baby!

    Erik: Hi Mom! Hi Kim! Yeah, there were lots of ‘em waiting, and they wanted to do the talking. That’s okay. That’s fine with me. Now, about Ty.

    Me: Yeah?

    Erik: Oh, I know all about him.

    Me: Okay.

    Erik: And Ty has not found his life’s work yet. His personal life is settled. Also, they’ll be children. They’re going to raise some children as a couple. But Ty is asking about his life’s work, so…

    (pause as Kim listens to Erik)

    Erik: Ty’s life’s work has to do with writing a book about someone standing up and being who they are regardless of getting other people’s permission, endorsement, or approval to be just that. That’s what so many people are working on there on the earthly plane.

    Kim: Yes, I talk to people about that every day.

    Erik: Not giving a rat’s ass what other people think about them, yeah. So Ty is supposed to be writing a book about that, not so much about being transgender or how much cooler it is to be a male, but about how different his life became once he decided, “God dammit, I don’t need or want anybody else’s permission or endorsement or approval to be who I am!”

    Me: Right, exactly!

    Erik: So this book will have a great impact on the earthly plane to help people come out of the closet in many, many different ways.

    Me: Right, not just coming out of the closet as a bisexual, gay or transgender.

    Erik: Nailed it, Mom. Now…

    (pause)

    Erik: The book will have the most meaning for others if it’s written from a spiritual viewpoint so people understand that spiritually speaking and emotionally speaking, those are the closets they need to come out of.

    Me: Okay.

    Erik: To really be who they are, to create a life that fulfills them on a soul level without needing or wanting other people’s permission or approval.

    Me: Right, but obviously, he’s not being punished for anything, right, Erik?

    Erik: Oh, of course not. It’s like someone who has to go through a terrible illness before they go on to become a great holistic healer.

    Me: Ah! So he had to go through life as a black female transgender in order to be a better vehicle for communicating this message?

    Erik: Well, um, yes, and there are two dynamics at work here in his case.

    Me: Oh, okay.

    Erik: First of all, Ty was hoping this would be his last lifetime, and there were a lot of issues he had to work through as a male and as a female. So when he was over here, he was wondering, “Now how can I do that in one lifetime? I know! I’ll be born a woman, but then I’ll spend the greater part of my life as a man!” So this would allow Ty to work through both male and female issues. And number two, it allows Ty, at the same time, to go through a group of difficult issues that allow him to move forward and get into his life’s work as a person others could relate to in that he did it! You know, you wanna learn how to climb Mount Everest, you read a book by someone who’s done it.

    Me: Yeah, so they’d want to read the book if Ty wrote it from his perspective as a guy who’d been there, done that instead of one written by a so-called expert like a psychiatrist or psychologist.

    Erik: Exactly, exactly! And he’s certainly in a position to talk about not giving a rat’s ass about seeking others, you know, permission, endorsement, approval to be who one is. So the book isn’t about being transgender; it’s about coming out of the spiritual and emotional closet.

    Me: Totally makes sense. And what perfect timing for a book like that!

    Kim: I remember going through this when I first hung out my shingle as a channel. I had a lot of people poking fun and lost friends who really weren’t true friends anyway, but…So we all, all have closets to come out of to be who we are and not care about what other people think.

    Erik: Look, he’s going to piss and moan when you tell him he’s supposed to write, but he just needs to sit down and start, and it’ll be channeled to him. Tell him I said to butch up. He’ll laugh.

    Me: Hmm. Are you sure?

    Erik: Oh, yeah. Ty’s got a good sense of humor.

    Me (still messing up royally in the pronoun department):  Okay, but I know about the writing thing, because I feel like that every time I even think about sitting down to write. It takes so much energy sometimes, and my mood has to be just right. Ugh. Now, she also wants to ask about her Aunt Sue who died in Houston at the ripe old age of 97. She really misses her and wants to know if she’s okay. She also wants to apologize for not being there in the years leading to her death. (Geez, so many messed up pronouns in such a short paragraph! Sorry Ty!!!)

    Erik: Sue is still definitely here in Heaven and hasn’t gone back to the earthly plane for a physical lifetime. Ty can speak to her any time he wants!

    (pause)

    Erik (laughing): It’s interesting! Sue is an amazing spirit. She has no…she’s completely neutral about whatever gender Ty wants to be. She’s talking about how on the earthly plane, whether you’re male or female, you act in a male or female way. We all have feminine and masculine qualities. She says she’s totally supportive of Ty and wants her to be happy. Oh, and she’ll help with the book!

    Me: Good!

    Erik: She says she’s someone, she’s proud to say, who didn’t give a crap about seeking the approval of other people. So, she’d be a perfect person to…they’re platonic soulmates, actually!

    Me: I figured as much!

    Erik:Susie’s a real character. Very ballsy. She also wants Ty to know he’s going to have a long lifetime and that he has a very secure personal relationship. This is gonna allow Ty to work on the book and provide years and years and years of happiness. And Sue will be here waiting for Ty when he crosses over.

    Ty’s Response

    Good Morning Elisa,

    Happy Friday to you! I hope your day is going swell so far…

    You would not believe how surprised and happy I was to see this email. Thank you – and thank you Erik – for all of your hard work and dedication. You don’t owe me, or anyone else, anything and yet you give of yourself every day. You are truly a wonderful person.

    Regarding the information that came out of the session, it is really great to hear I haven’t started my life’s work yet, because I am not really happy about where I am right now. I guess I just need to be patient – perhaps that’s one of the traits/characteristics I am to improve upon in this lifetime. When it comes to writing, I have a love/hate relationship. While I feel I communicate more effectively via the written word as opposed to verbal interactions, my laziness or lack of motivation prevents me from fully embracing and enjoying writing. I am my own worst enemy. Anyway before I start coming down on myself, I will definitely ponder the wisdom gleaned from Erik and the Universe and reassess my hesitance towards writing.

    Thanks for the update on my dear Aunt Sue – rarely a day passes where she is not on my mind in some way. I know she is happy where she is, and that this is a hell of a lot better than the reality of being on the Earthly plane in her last days, unable to do the things she once did. I know I will see her again someday, and that is comforting to know.

    Again, thank you for all that you do – chat with you soon!

    Peace and Love,

    Ty

    Ty’s Response After Reading the Transcript

    Good Morning Elisa!

    I was blown away by the transcript of the session. There are several points that really stood out for me:

    1. He nailed the description of Aunt Sue – Ballsy, unapologetically independent, never needing to seek validation or approval from others to be who she is.  These are awesome traits that I thank her for, as some of her wisdom and ballsy-ness has rubbed off on me. I noticed at the end he referred to her as Susie (when I don’t see in the transcript were you used Susie when speaking to Erik & Kim). That’s very interesting as no one ever called her “Sue”, it was always Susie :-)

    2. Erik says we will raise children – I mean, that’s very interesting because my wife and I have toyed with the idea of adoption, but then I talk us out of it (the costs involved, stuff like that). However, I secretly have my doubts as to just how effective of a parent I would be. I’m not perfect (yeah, no one is) but I just want to be sure I’m in a stable place mentally before even seriously considering adding another member to our family. Lately I have felt like the time will never be right – so I was starting to just let the idea go altogether.

    3. Writing: Like I mentioned to you in an early email, sometimes I enjoy writing, and sometimes (ok, a lot of the times) I don’t. Erik was SPOT ON when he said I would “piss and moan” about writing. LMAO – It’s like he was reading my mind and remembers the last paper I had to write for classes last semester. That was the hardest paper I had ever written (Graduate Level Financial Analysis class), and I pissed and moaned the entire time, to the point where my wife just wanted to kick me out of the house. But I finished and received an A, so yeah I just need to sit down and DO IT – no excuses. And the part where he says, “Butch up” – Yeah, that’s funny on some many different levels – I tell myself that all the time.

    Thanks again Elisa – and Thank you Erik – for all of your help.

    Ty

    P.S. Elisa, the usage of pronouns can be a tricky subject with some Trans folks. I am very fluid an easy going about the whole thing. Because I “present” myself in everyday life as a female, I usually go by “she and her”. However as previously stated, I have a very masculine energy, so to me in my mind I am always “he, him, or that dude over there”…LOL. Erik nailed it.

    I feel in my heart that Ty, like so many of you in our new family, is meant to do great things to bring humankind out of darkness and into the light of infinite potential. Thank you in advance, Ty!

    On a totally separate subject, Steve reminded me with his friendship request: Please friend me on Facebook!

  • August24th

    For the last year or so, I’ve been drawn to a particularly delightful soul, Willie, a very hard-working sacker at my neighborhood grocery store who’s probably in his late 40s. No matter how others treat him or ignore him, no matter how merciless the heat or rain or cold, he always has a broad smile on his face and kind words to share. Every encounter with him, even the momentary ones, are enough to fill one’s heart with joy.

    Right after Erik’s death, he seemed ubiquitous in my life, particularly in those darkest moments when I was toying with death myself. Yesterday, he helped me carry my groceries to the car and, as always, he was cheerful, loving and attentive. It’s hard to describe his manner. You’d just have to meet him. As I was driving off, I considered the fact that Willie probably had no idea what a powerful effect he had on others. Should I stop and tell him? Nah, he was busy rounding up empty carts in the parking lot, and there was a car behind me waiting for my spot. Just before I exited the lot, I reconsidered, parked the car, and walked over to him. He looked a little poleaxed probably combing his mind for things he might have forgotten to do or something he may have loaded into the car improperly.

    I said, “Willie, I want you to know what a difference you have made in my life. When my son, Erik, committed suicide, I was in a very dark place for months, but you, with your kind words and smile, were one of the factors that gave me hope that life was worth living. With that, he and I both began to sob and hug one another. The moment was so profound that I felt our two souls were intertwined in both happiness and grief.

    I can only imagine the thoughts running through the minds of shoppers in the lot, but I hope they were thoughts of connection and love as were Willie’s and mine. He is truly a spiritual catalyst. We all have the power to be catalysts too if we take the time and muster the courage to reach out.

  • August23rd

    This next question comes from a young grandmother bereaved over the loss of her infant grandson from a tragic accident. This time, Erik uncharacteristically took a back seat to allow the guardian angels for Brady and various family members to take center stage. I suppose this was because there were so many involved!

    Channeling Transcript

    Me: Erik, I have a request from Kelli, a grandmother in her late forties from Austin, Texas who recently lost her three and a half month-old grandson, Brady. He was rolled over on by the mom’s best friend who was babysitting while the young parents went to their high school prom. Anyway, he suffocated. This has been very difficult for everyone, including Kelli, of course.

    Kim: So the parents were very young, obviously, since they were going to the prom.

    Me: Yes. C. and A. I’m guessing they’re around 18, 19. Was this Brady’s destiny?

    Kim: Let’s take a look see here. Yes, yes indeed. It was the destiny for all of them. Brady is going to come back to his mother in another pregnancy, and she’s going to have 2 to 3 more children, and he’s going to be a little girl. He’s going to come back to her.

    Me: What was the purpose of his death?

    Kim: For all of those involved to learn about the issue of loss. We learn about that issue in many difficult ways. You certainly know about the issue of loss.

    Me: Mm hmm.

    Kim: And there have been several of those going on for you, when you had your miscarriage when you were like 5-6 months pregnant, with what happened to Erik, your younger sister, Denise.

    Me: Yeah.

    Kim: And so loss can take the form of losing our vision, our hearing, loss of an arm, loss of a job…

    Me: Oh, yeah, there are many types of loss.

    Kim: Exactly. So this was to help everyone connected to Brady to learn about the issue of loss. This even affected his pediatrician!

    Me: Wow!

    Kim: This affected, you know, not only the family members and the friend who took care of him, but others as well. His passing touched many, many people to the core of their being.

    Me: Wow, yeah. (pause) Now why did he choose C. and A. as parents?

    Kim: They’ve all been together before; they’re all soulmates. And I’m hearing that he knew that up until this happened he was going to be well cared for and loved. Also, it was part of the parents’ destiny to go through this at such a young age to prepare them for what they’re going to do, and the mother is going to have a life’s work, Brady’s mother, that involves helping people get through very difficult traumas. It’s going to redirect her life in a way that could never have happened…

    Me: …if she had not gone through this loss.

    Kim: Precisely. Her destiny is to go to medical school, become a psychiatrist, and help others go through the trauma of loss.

    Me: Okay. So does it end up better in the long run for Brady; is that what we’re saying here?

    Kim: It’s always considered better in the long run, whatever happens on the earthly plane. Nothing happens by coincidence. Everything happens for a reason, a purpose. Everything that happens is supposed to, is geared toward those involved evolving and maturing and becoming more wise, enlightened human beings.

    Me: Yeah. Yeah. Now Kelli also wants to know how she can help her daughter cope with everything.

    Kim: The key is to get her into therapy to help her with feelings of guilt. She feels guilty about being surprised about the pregnancy and then trying to figure out what to do about it, guilt of feeling overwhelmed having the baby. She could have been thirty years old overwhelmed having the baby.

    Me: Yeah, sure!

    Kim: She feels a lot of guilt about all of the feelings connected with Brady: the pregnancy, his birth, her life thereafter, how restrictive her life became. Then she feels terrible guilt leaving him with that individual whom she completely trusted! She would never have left him with anyone who she had any misgivings about at all. And C. is an intelligent woman. This was not a decision borne out of convenience. So she’s got a lot of guilt issues to work through. And so she needs to know that Brady chose her as a mother, understanding that this was going to be his destiny. He’s doing just fine in Heaven and is waiting for the time when he’ll come back to her. But C. is going to be in her twenties. She’ll be, oh, 27, 28, 29 when Brady comes back as a little girl. She needs to know that Brady is not upset with her. He did not go through any kind of pain or discomfort when he passed.

    Me: Does he have any messages for the grand mom, the mom or anybody?

    Kim: First of all, although suffocation is known to be most unpleasant and traumatic, he did not experience any of that; his soulpopped out of the body, and he just watched what was taking place. So he had no pain, no suffering when he passed. He also wants them to know that he loves them, that he’s going to remain around them in spirit until he comes back in the physical, and that’s going to be in about another ten years. In that time, C. is of course going to go to college, go to medical school, conduct her internship, so she’s got a lot to do on behalf of others, and that’s when Brady is going to come back to her. She’s going to have 2 to 3 children. She will not remain with this husband. She’s going to get married to someone else.

    Me: Okay.

    Kim: C. is going to have a very happy, contented, peaceful life knowing that she’s going to be making a big difference in the lives of others.

    Me: Good. I’m not sure if they’re married, anyway.

    Kim: Whether they’re married or not, the guardian angels consider them married until they break up.

    Me: Oh, okay! One more thing: since Brady’s death, Kelli has had a lot of anxiety about some surgery she’s supposed to get. She’s wondering if her guardian angels are warning her not to do it. And I don’t know what kind of surgery it is.

    Kim: I’m hearing it would be a good idea for her to put the surgery off. She is absolutely correct as to her interpretation of the information she’s receiving. That’s all I’m hearing. If you get information about what kind of surgery it is…

    Me: Then you can get more information?

    Kim: If I can stop you there, let me talk to her guardian angels a moment. “You guys, since you know all about the surgery, can’t you give us more information without,” and they’re shaking their heads “no,” and I’m asking why is that. (pause) Because that’s all the information she wanted.

    Me: Okay.

    Kim: They’re letting me know that I’m wasting time.

    Kim and I chuckle.

    Talk about pushy guardian angels. Come on, chop, chop! Erik must have been giving stage directions.

    The loss of a baby is always difficult, perhaps because they’ve exuded nothing but innocence and love. But I’m told that such deaths are usually a supreme sacrifice by a highly evolved soul. On Brady’s return, the family will surely be blessed with decades of joy.

    While I was on Lake Travis with the family a few weekends ago, two dragonflies hung out with me on the swim platform of the boat. One was and adult and the other was a baby. I’ve never seen this combination before. In fact, I’ve never seen a juvenile dragonfly in my entire life. Later that day, Kelli shared with me that Brady often visits in the form of a small dragonfly. I figured Erik was playing with Brady and introducing him to our family.

    Just a few days ago, one of my sisters called to tell me two dragonflies were hanging out with her for several minutes while she was sitting on her back porch: one was and adult, the other was a baby. She’s very intuitive to Erik’s presence and knew he was the adult dragonfly, but she didn’t know who the little one was, so she asked; “Erik, who’s your little friend?” She clearly heard his voice say, “Brady.” This may not seem strange to most, but I’ll tell you why it is: My sister knew nothing about Kelli and Brady’s story. How ’bout that!

  • August23rd

    As is typical for me since Erik’s death, Sunday was difficult. All the down time leaves plenty of opportunity for the mind to wander into dark crevices it had managed to avoid the entire week. Such days of despair are less frequent than they were those first months, but I am resigned to the fact that grief will be my constant companion until the day I die.

    My sadness brought me to the usual pleading and begging for a visit, a momentary glimpse, a voice, a smell. I did not beg for proof of his continued existence. Of that, I have no doubt. I just felt lonely for his company. I know that the veil between our dimensions is ethereal and thin, and this only frustrates me more. I envisioned myself clawing at that veil like a drowning house cat trapped in a burlap sack. It may as well been made of Kevlar. I drifted to sleep with disappointment in my heart and tears on my face.

    A few hours later, in the wee hours of the morning, I woke up, glanced over at my sleeping husband, and rolled to look at the time on my nightstand alarm clock. Before I could even register the fact that it was three o’clock in the morning, my comforter, which had been folded in half at the level of my waist, flew up to cover my entire face. No law of physics, at least in my limited three dimensional reality, could possibly explain what had happened. My husband may has well been a comatose patient. I, however, was fully awake. There were no smoke and mirrors, no strings, no props, no pets, no nothing. All I could do is smile and say, “Thank you for the visit, Erik.”

    Ever the Jokester

  • August22nd

    Please enjoy this lovely poem that Ceridwen wishes to share with the rest of the Channeling Erik family. As you read it, focus your love on those who are no longer with you on the earthly plane. I, for one, am grateful for the time I’ve had with Erik, my sister, Denise, my grandparents and others I’ve lost. I send them and my guardian angels my eternal love and gratitude.

    On the Death of the Beloved

    Though we need to weep your loss,
    You dwell in that safe place in our hearts,
    Where no storm or night or pain can reach you.
    Your love was like the dawn
    Brightening over our lives
    Awakening beneath the dark
    A further adventure of colour.
    The sound of your voice
    Found for us
    A new music
    That brightened everything.
    Whatever you enfolded in your gaze
    Quickened in the joy of its being;
    You placed smiles like flowers
    On the altar of the heart.
    Your mind always sparkled
    With wonder at things.
    Though your days here were brief,
    Your spirit was live, awake, complete.
    We look towards each other no longer
    From the old distance of our names;
    Now you dwell inside the rhythm of breath,
    As close to us as we are to ourselves.
    Though we cannot see you with outward eyes,
    We know our soul’s gaze is upon your face,
    Smiling back at us from within everything
    To which we bring our best refinement.
    Let us not look for you only in memory,
    Where we would grow lonely without you.
    You would want us to find you in presence,
    Beside us when beauty brightens,
    When kindness glows
    And music echoes eternal tones.
    When orchids brighten the earth,
    Darkest winter has turned to spring;
    May this dark grief flower with hope
    In every heart that loves you.
    May you continue to inspire us:
    To enter each day with a generous heart.
    To serve the call of courage and love
    Until we see your beautiful face again
    In that land where there is no more separation,
    Where all tears will be wiped from our mind,
    And where we will never lose you again.

    ~~ John O’Donohue ~~
    From: To Bless the Space Between Us
    (entitled Benedictus in Europe, Ireland and the UK)

    Be Happy for Me

  • August21st

    When I received the answers to Bobby’s questions, I felt such dread. Sometimes it’s so hard to deliver news that I know is not what that person hopes to hear. But Bobby was so wonderful about it. For that, I’m grateful to him! He’s obviously a man with an iron constitution.

    Since this was the last question I could squeeze in for the session, I had only a couple of minutes to ask Erik what’s been up in his “life.” His response was a bit of a surprise!

    Bobby’s Question

    Though I’m fortunate to not be grieving any relative’s passing at this time, I have been very troubled by an intermittent relationship with my now ex-wife.  Its caused me years of grief and an inability to move forward in my life. I would like to ask Erik to find out what role this person played in my past life. I feel there is something I need to do, some lesson I must learn from this relationship in this life, but I’m stuck. I need some guidance. Any light Erik could shed would be GREATLY appreciated. I live in North Hills, California and am 41 years old. Vickie, 38 years old and she lives in Covina, California.

    Please ask Erik, if I’m supposed to not be with her anymore. What keeps me drawn to her?

    Thanks again for the work you do. When I found your site via the Huffington Post, I spent the better part of a whole work-day reading it…could not stop.

    Much love to you.

    Bobby

    Channeling Transcript

    Me: This next one comes from Bobby, a 41 year-old guy living in North Hills, California. He’s having a hard time with his relationship with Vickie, his ex-wife. It causes him such grief and makes it difficult for him to move forward in life. He wants to know what role she played in his past life and what lesson he must learn. Vickie is 38 and lives in Covina, California.

    Jamie (laughing): Erik calls her “The Wicked Witch!”

    Me: Oh, no!

    Jamie: Apparently she is kind of manipulative and painstakingly mean.

    Me: Oh, gosh. Any reason for that? Is she there to teach him something, to learn from him?

    Erik: Yes, both. The main lesson is that Bobby was supposed to stand up for himself as soon as it felt wrong and say, “I don’t accept this! I don’t like this!” And then he was supposed to cut it clean. But you see, then that would be cutting the person he loves. That’s what he couldn’t learn. So he had to suffer again and again and again until finally he was so beaten down, he had no other choice.

    Me: Okay.

    Erik: So it’s about self-worth for Bobby. Setting boundaries. And Mom, will you just remind Bobby that within this freedom he will find a really passionate love for himself?

    Me: Sure. Of course.

    Erik: He’s going to be so happy once he’s done being tired. He’s so tired, because he’s still thinking about it all the time. And they did have past life relationships, male/female, same roles, husband/wife.

    Jamie (listening to Erik): Holy cow! Are you kidding?

    Me (very concerned): Oh, no! What is it, Erik?

    Erik: She would poison him a little bit every day until he finally died, and then she took his estate.

    Me: Oh my God!

    Erik: Apparently, he was a wealthy businessman in England, and she wanted to marry somebody else. But if she got a divorce, she wouldn’t have the house and everything like that.

    Me: Oh!

    Erik: Every day she poisoned him through food and all the things that are supposed to nourish you!

    Me: Oh, no! That’s horrible! This is going to be so hard to tell him. Is she here to learn anything? Was this part of a spiritual contract they made with each other between lives?

    Erik: No, Mom. Sorry, but she’s really just a bitch. But they chose that pattern again, because the love is so strong. They’re familiar with each other. They knew they could love each other, but Bobby stayed in it too long. If he had stayed even longer, he would have become physically ill just like he did in that other lifetime. He would have had to suffer through all that.

    Me: Okay. I guess that’s all the time we have. Erik, is there anything else you want to tell me? Anything new in your life?

    Erik (excitedly): Oh, yeah, Mom! I met Diane!

    Me: Okay. Who is that? Do you mean our neighbor, Donna who died of cancer?

    Erik: No, no, Mom. I mean the princess. Princess Di.

    Me: Lady Diana?

    Erik: Yeah, her! She’s still working with spirits, about uniting the world. I met with her, because this is something similar to what you’re doing, Mom.

    Me: Oh, really?

    Erik: Yeah, you’re just doing it in a different way. We talked. She’s really pretty, still.

    Me (laughing): Awww! So did she come up with advice or anything?

    Erik: Well, the big thing that is so impressive is that you are on the blog site every day.

    Me: Uh, huh.

    Erik: Cuz people are looking for help and reading every day, and they want to know that this security exists. And so if you were gonna cut back to once a week, it wouldn’t have the same feeling.

    Me: Okay. I wouldn’t do that. This is good for me, too. It helps with the grief.

    Erik: Believing that you’re there and that you’re human. That was the other thing that she thought was so cool about the work we’re doing. You’re so simple with it. You’re not putting yourself on a pedestal. You’re treating everybody the same, and you’re all about people, and she says that’s so important.

    Me (chuckling): Yeah. Well, that’s because I am a person like the rest of ‘em! Okay, I guess that’s it. We’re out of time. I’m so glad to have met you, Jamie.

    Jamie: Me too. Erik is such a blast. And now I’m going to check out your website. I was too chicken to do it before!

    Me (chuckling): Okay. And Erik, I love you!

    Erik: I love you more.

    Me: Aww. I’ll talk to you on the 16th, then!

    Erik: Perfect! I’ll be there!

    Me: Okay, bye!

    Bobby’s Response

    Wow. And Wow.

    Can’t wait to hear the rest.

    No wonder I feel kind of sick around her…and no wonder I can’t cut her loose.

    Thank you so much Elisa…and Erik.

    Bobby

  • August20th

    I was reminded today of how much effect we can have on others: friends, family, strangers and acquaintances. Since it was the last weekday before school, I took Lukas and Annika to Kobe, one of their favorite restaurants for sushi. We’ve known the head waitress, Karen, for decades. She’s watched my kids grow up and their taste for sushi become more adventurous. I knew she didn’t know about Erik’s death, so I told her. Not sure why, but I always feel compelled to tell those whose lives Erik has crossed, even though I know it might make them sad or uncomfortable. I want them to know how horrible I feel; I want them to know what a huge hole his death has left in my heart and in the world. I want them to know that he’s a soul that should never be forgotten.My younger kids aren’t terribly happy about this, but…

    Anyway, after I told Karen what happened to Erik, she was floored. The news was beyond unfathomable to her. She remembered how friendly and chatty he was when he and my daughter, Michelle, had lunch at the restaurant. She also told me that she often saw Erik hanging out at a nearby Starbucks, and they would sit and talk, sometimes for hours. Karen was most struck by how friendly and willing to listen and talk Erik was. Whenever he spotted her, he would approach her, make her feel loved and at ease, and they would sit together and talk a blue streak. For Erik, there were no strangers in the world.

    That said, it’s important to spread love to as many as we can before we die. We do make an impression, even to strangers. And sometimes we do so in a matter of hours, minutes or seconds. We all have the power to become catalysts in the lives of those whose paths we cross.

  • August20th

    Before I share Erik’s answers for Noelle, I would like to give you an update on our dear Channeling Erik family member, Doug. He’s recovering well from his surgery and is scheduled to go home tomorrow. I visited him in the hospital yesterday and he looked great. Very fashionable in his hospital gown!

    Here’s the best part: You know how he’s been receiving thoughts of love and healing from you guys? It has worked beautifully. In fact, his surgeon is perplexed by the speed of his recovery, which is apparently uncharacteristic, given his situation and the extensiveness of the operation. So kudos to you all! You’re making such a wonderful impact on the world!

    Noelle’s Questions

    I am 46. The morning that I had written about My ex-husband, Ricardo (Richard) was 42 when he died in Greenfield Mass. On May 24, 2008 shortly after our daughter Daphne’s graduation, he left our home in Brattleboro VT heading back to NYC. As I had mentioned in my post, he was really stoned on Xanax. Driving on I91S.About 20 minutes en route, he was pulled over in Greenfield, Ma. and subsequently arrested and charged with a DWI-in addition to possession of crushed Xanax in the car. He called me to bail him out…All I could think of was that “Finally! he would get help…Massachusetts is a progressive state with great medical care…etc” so, I said “No”.  We didn’t hear from him for 3 days, which was unusual because even if he was angry with me-he would always call the children. His wife and I were starting to get concerned and I made a phone call to a state trooper that I knew in Mass. At first, my trooper friend could not find him anywhere. Finally, he called back and said that Richard must of been released on bond because, he hadn’t been arraigned. It was still curious to his wife (who happened to be visiting with me) and I as to why he hadn’t called the children, though. On May 31st, his mother called me around 8 A.M., hysterical. “Richard is dying….” To make a long story short, he was forced to detox cold turkey off of a very high dose of xanax. He was locked into a windowless cell with 24 hour cameras. For 12  hours, he suffered seizure after seizure coupled with one or more heart attacks. Ricardo died in Greenfield Mass. We, the kids and I live in Brattleboro.

    1) Why such a horrible death? What was the purpose?

    2) How do the children know when you are around and what should they do if they need you? Can you help the children, if they need you?

    3) Should I trust Barbara? Is there something I should know so that I’m not blindsided?

    4) Should we do anything specific, when and if we win the lawsuit…Is there anything in particular (a cause, your mother???) that I should be supporting on your behalf?

    5) Have you seen my dad? Is my dad okay?

    One last thing, please tell Ricardo that I am so grateful for his friendship and I am sorry for NOT being as good a friend-I was very selfish. Very important…please let him know that he was a great dad.

    Noelle

    Channeling Transcript

    Me: I have several questions from Noelle, Erik.

    Erik: ‘Kay.

    Me: Her ex-husband, Ricardo, died at the age of 42 while he was incarcerated for a DUI. Apparently he had multiple seizures because they let him go off Xana cold turkey. He died in Greenfield, Massachusetts. Oh, and Noelle is 46 and lives in Brattleboro, Vermont. Why did Ricardo have to have such a horrible death?

    Erik: The purpose was not about…(long pause)…okay it’s two-fold. The first part is about restructuring the prison and jail system. He says he wanted to leave a huge mark on rules, on what’s allowed and what’s not allowed.

    Me: You mean, reform?

    Erik: Yeah, but he was hoping there would be more of a fight about, uh, around his death, that it would be more public, more newsworthy.

    Me: Uh huh.

    Erik: The second part is that it was a bit of a self-destruction element, cuz the dude’s always been given what he wanted, but he could never really feel it. And so for something, for someone to stand up and take away what he believed he needed to live was a lesson for him to know that he’s not always worthy. He thought he should get whatever he wanted no matter how cynical or upset he was or self, ego, all that, “Give it to me! I need it, I’m ill, I, I, I, I…” that kind of victim energy.

    Me: Ah ha!

    Erik: And so this was the final slap in the face, “You’re not a victim.” But then he chose to check out and do the death thing. Oh, and he wants to say he’s sorry for being a little shit. Dude was a mess.

    Me (chuckling): Okay. How do the children know when Ricardo is around, and what should they do if they need him?

    Erik: He says, touching on the tops of the head, tugging the hair, rubbing the hair, moving the hair. And all they have to do is call on their dad in their minds, but it might make them feel better to ask stuff and say stuff out loud. Either way, he’s always going to hear them.

    Me: Okay. Now, I don’t know who Barbara is, but Noelle wants to know if it’s okay to trust her.

    Erik: I don’t think Barbara is stable enough to trust right now. Once she gets her shit together and sort of levels out this emotional… (pause) I know “weirdness” isn’t all that technical, but…

    Me: Yeah, sure, emotional weirdness. I see that all the time!

    Erik (laughing): When she’s in that mode, don’t trust her, but she’ll come out of it, and when she does, Noelle can trust her. She’ll know intuitively when that is.

    Me: Okay. She also wants to know if they should do anything specific with the money if they win the lawsuit like give it to a particular cause, give it to his mom, anything like that?

    Erik: Is there any way they can make that bigger and better news?

    Me: I guess they could try.

    Erik: You know, send the story to someone else like the Today Show and say, “Look what happened.” Good Morning America, something like that…a national news show.

    Me: Okay, okay.

    Erik: Because with that, they’ll be contacted by groups that advocate rights for people in jail, things like that. It’s kind of like human sanity. “Protection Humanity.”

    Me: Okay.

    Erik:  Cuz then, even though they’ve got a number for the lawsuit, like the funds, this’ll give that number time to adjust.

    Me: You mean to money awarded by the court?

    Erik: Yeah, that.

    Me: Oh, and I almost forgot, can you tell Ricardo that Noelle is grateful for his friendship and that she wishes she could have been a better friend for her?  Also, she wants him to know that he was a really good dad.

    Erik: He knows all that and he says it wasn’t always easy to be a good friend to him, cuz he could be difficult at times.

    Unfortunately, I didn’t have time to ask Noelle’s last question, but I hope what was provided helps her find peace and direction.

  • August20th

    One of Erik’s friends, David, contacted me about a visit he had from Erik. The cool thing about this story is that David is not a blog member and knows nothing about the other interesting visits our little prankster has made. That said, the absence of all prior knowledge eliminates the possibility of outside influence and bias. If there was any doubt before, there should be none now. Erik’s visits are NOT just part of our imagination. He comes to us and he cares about us. Enjoy David’s email:

    I had a dream the other night of Erik and he was looking at me. I couldn’t understand his facial expression. all I could sense really was smell of his and I woke up smelling the smell and think it was strange because I had sent him a message on Facebook earlier. Then I felt that I should talk to you. sincerely, see ya.

    You’ve been a very busy boy, Erik! We love you!

    Stay tuned for the next Ask Erik post this afternoon! Remember to share the love!