I've often wondered how Erik chooses which blog members to visit, haven't you? Many months ago, he seem to pop in on readers randomly just for the thrill of their reaction. Look back on his visit to Damien in Ireland. (Erik Travels Abroad, posted July 23rd) As you may remember, more highly evolved spiritual beings encouraged him to find more purpose for each visit. Aside from the fun and games he has with members of his soul group (Jason, Robert and perhaps others,) he has risen to the challenge. His visits seem to comfort those who doubt, those who miss loved ones, and those who have temporarily lost their way. If you fit the description of someone he'll visit, prepare for the hyper energy, the pranks, and the smells. When he comes to call, please give him a hug from me.
Me: Okay, I had one gentleman email me today. His name is Don. I really don’t know anything about him other than he lives in the Austin area. Anyway, he read that we were in the Lake Travis area near Austin that one time I blogged about.
Me: Remember that? I wrote about the two dragonflies that kept hanging around us no matter where we boated in the lake?
Kim: Uh huh.
Me: So, Don got really big goosebumps at that same time, and he was thinking, “Gosh, I wonder if that was Erik.” Then a couple of days ago, he got this really strong stinky sock aroma, and he’s just wondering if it was really Erik or if it was his imagination.
Kim laughs really hard for a long time.
Kim (still laughing): That is one of the funniest things I have ever heard! Stinky socks? Must be Erik! Oh, Elisa, that is so funny!
Me: It’s true though. That’s his calling card—obnoxious smells. Yummy.
Kim continues to belly laugh.
Kim: Well, you see, I haven’t had that bit of enjoyment yet, and Erik, that’s okay! That's okay! You can just communicate with me telepathically! That’s so funny.
Erik (chuckling): Absolutely. Absolutely.
Me: So Erik, how do you choose which blog members to visit? I mean, how do you make your choices?
Erik: I go to the ones that need me most, but I also go to the ones who will receive me. Some people who really need communication can’t perceive me. Their vibration is just too dense for me to get through.
Me: Ah, okay.
Erik; Yeah, it doesn’t have that much to do with who I’ve been with in past life times, although that’s a minor part of it. I go by two criteria.
Kim: I like the word, “criteria.”
Erik: Number one, they have to muster up the courage and take the time to email you, Mom. Number two, they have to need my help the most. Now, I’m the one that determines that, because the other readers will say, “Well, um, helloooo, am I chopped liver? Look at the stuff I got going on!”
Kim: It’s the ones that need him most and the ones that Erik feels he’s going to be able to help. If these other bloggers, these emailers, are getting the help they need from another source, whether they realize it or not, he is not going to step in.
Me: Yes, I understand.
Kim: Wow, that makes very good sense!
Me: Yes it does! Okay, now, what about—
Kim: Oh, Elisa, he has a message for you.
Me: Oh really? Okay, what is it O’ Wise One?
Kim: He says he likes the TV. You guys have a big TV.
Me: Well, it’s not super big, but…
Kim: He’s going to be turning it off and on, changing the channels—
Me: Oh, good!
Erik: Yeah, Mom. You’ve been asking me for more tangible demonstrations of my presence, so here’s what I’m going to do. You guys are going to be watching TV, and I’ll change the channel, and nobody will be touching it, and, uh, you know, right before I do it, I’m gonna telepathically say, “Okay Mom, I’m going to change it now!
Me: Oh, okay.
Erik: And “boom,” it’s gonna change.
Kim: Elisa, it’s the most amazing thing, because I bet you a quarter your brain will say for a minute, “Okay, wait, wait, who’s got the clicker, how did that happen?” And he’ll say, “Mom, it’s me!”
(Kim and I chuckle.)
Kim: So he’s going to start giving you tangible evidence in ways that he tells you about first, and then he’ll do it.
Me: How do you do that, Erik? How do you do that?
Erik: It’s moving, um, manipulating energy, manipulating material and electrical energy.
Kim: Oh, and he’s going to be giving you a head’s up about evidence you’re going to get, Elisa, in ways that you can’t create inside your own head.
Me: Oh, yeah, of course.
Kim: So, in other words, he’s not going to say, “Oh, I’m going to be a bird outside,” when you can look and there’s a million freaking birds outside.
Me: Oh, sure, no.
Kim: So it’ll be stuff you can’t create with your own—
Me: Yes, I understand.
Kim: Okay, okay.
Shortly after this session, our TV did indeed change channels and turn off by itself several times. Men sure do have a hard time letting go of that remote control! Even death is no match for their lust for the mighty clicker! Little sneak. I love him so much.