Channeling Erik

November10th

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Animals, Plants and Rocks, Oh My!

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Channeling Transcript

Me: Okay, let’s go to a lighter subject. I kind of already know the answer to this. In fact I think I’ve asked it before, but in terms of a complete answer for the book, are our pets, or better said, our animal companions, with us when we pass?

Erik: Yes!

Me: Okay, good!

Erik: And it’s so sad, Mom. They leave out the plant world.

Me (with a gasp): Oh no! Why? They don’t get to go to Heaven?

Erik: No, no, Mom. I’m talking about people. People in their questions, they never ask about whether plants have a place in the afterlife. No one ever asks about the plant world, but they’re here with us too!

Me: Oh, no! I know. Have you ever seen that movie, The Secret Life of Plants? In one experiment, they hook a plant up to some sort of sensors, kind of similar to an EEG or lie detector, I guess. Anyway, they place the plant in front of a beaker full of brine shrimp that, at a certain time, is poured into boiling water. It’s all automated so there is no human interaction or presence to influence the results. Anyway, the moment the brine shrimp hit the boiling water and die, the plant essentially begins to scream!

Jamie (with a gasp): What?!

Me: Yeah, and in another experiment in Russia, they had a plant hooked up to those sensing devices several feet away from another plant that was not attached to anything. Then, one by one, several people marched by the unattached plant and one of them rips the plant to shreds. Of course, the sensing devices on the monitored plant go ballistic. Then, those same people re-enter the room one at a time. When the guilty “murderer” comes in, the plant apparently recognizes her and reacts in sheer terror.  It didn’t react at all to the other people.

Jamie: Oh, how awful.

Me: I know! I guess everything has consciousness, right? Some form of consciousness?

Jamie: My family are nurserymen, and my dad is a tree farmer, and he used to teach me as a kid when he would trim the plants he told me, “You gotta talk to them; you have to let them know what you’re doing.”

Me: Exactly!

Jamie: And I always thought that was so cool as a kid, but I didn’t know—that is amazing. What’s the name of the movie?

Me: The Secret Life of Plants.

Jamie: Erik is putting his hands out saying, “Hellooooo, I know! People forget to ask what happens to their spirits.”

Me (chuckling): Hey, what happened to my beautiful bougainvilleas that died in the freeze last year? I wanna know! I had those for 20 years!

Jamie: Oh, poor things.

Me: I know. So everything has some sort of consciousness, then? Even a rock? Do rocks have some form of primitive consciousness?

Erik: Well, yes, but—what has awareness, uh, those would include things that can produce life force energy. They need food, they reproduce, they grow. That’s where souls are. Rocks and things like that have only a primitive unaware consciousness.

Me: Ah, interesting! Wow! So our animal companions are with us. Are fish and other animals that are there in the afterlife a product of our thoughts, or are they separate souls that have crossed over?

Erik: They are each souls.

Me: Oh, okay. So it’s not like we create the fish that we catch if we go fishing there. They are separate souls.

Erik: Uh huh.

Me: Wow!

Erik: Mom, there are so many different kinds of life force on the Earth, but for so long we’ve been pretending that we’re the only ones.

Me: Oof! How arrogant!

Erik: I know!

Me: We can be so rude!

Jamie: He’s talking about these birds that have funerals. I can’t keep up with him, he’s talking so fast! He’s talking about sparrows and crows and black birds that bring twigs and cry and they place the twigs over their fallen feathered friend.

Me: Awwww.

Erik: This has been happening for centuries. This is not a new evolution. We’re just finally seeing it. I think what’s happening is that humans think they’ve tapped out on all the new discoveries, right?

Me: Uh huh.

Erik: They’ve labeled, they’ve logged everything, so now they can, with their own eyes, see the spirituality that lies within everything that they’ve labeled.

Me: Oh, I hope so.

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  • hiro

    Is it not better than to be a vegetarian, and not get more karmic debts by killing birds , animals etc and eating them.Or harming them in any way. So also how we should protect plants, trees etc

    • http://drmedhus.com Elisa

      I think whatever we kill for clothes or food must be done with love and respect, that’s all.

  • Elizabeth

    I’ve always known in my heart that are companion animals are waiting for us just as our family and friends are. I’m blessed to have one of my former companion animals as a guardian angel who walks beside me to this day. I released her from her worldly pain when the comets hit Jupiter in July of 1994. I’ve had two different psychics tell me that I have an unusual cat that is with me – unusual because they both mentioned she does tricks. Pusscakes could roll over and sit up – who says you can’t teach tricks to a cat;)

    Thank you so much for this wonderful blog. Erik and Elisa are really confirming my beliefs one great post after another.

    Sincerely,

    Elizabeth

    • http://drmedhus.com Elisa

      Aw! Give Pusscakes a kiss for me!

  • Tom

    I am happy to read this as well, as there have been so many very cool and wonderful animals in and out of my life. 2 cats that I remember most fondly, patrick a H*U*G*E and fluffy main coon, and my kitty Samantha, an adorable little american short hair whom I loved to death, she was a cuddle bug and was very cute and a terrible flirt too =P
    Then of coarse the 2 horses from my childhood, Lindy and Sugerfoot *sigh* I hope to see them all again one day.
    Animals give so much unconditional love and affection and trust, and all they ask in return is to be treated kindly and fed, which in th ebig picture isn’t asking much at all.
    Would the rest of the world be like that……Imagine

    Thanks =D

  • Kerrie Aus

    I know a lot of religious people say animals have no souls. I feel this is just total arrogance on our part as humans that we think we are the only beings that have souls. My little dog Frankie and the ones I had before, Mickey and Abbey are and were the most beautiful loving souls.Thanks for your wonderful blog, Erik and Elissa. I look forward to receiving the newsread everyday.

  • Bo

    What Erik says assures me that a path that causes the least amount of suffering to animals is the right one. Would Erik recommend we all abstain from meat eating? Can you ask him please?

    • http://drmedhus.com Elisa

      Erik tells me that when you eat plants and animals, you need to do so with respect and love.

  • Nancy Antia

    Oh! Thank you, thank you, thank you for letting us know about plants and animals in the other realm. Erik has answered one of my most nagging questions.At last!!!! I LOVE plants and animals.I’ve been an environment advocate for decades with a special interest in the relationship between the way we produce and our natural environment.

    P&L to all of you,

    Nancy

  • Nancy Antia

    Elisa,
    Please read this NDE. It’s one of my favourites. It’s called “Guided by a wolf”.

    http://www.iands.org/content/view/563/126/

  • Nancy Antia

    Elisa,

    This is Roger’s NDE. Please take a second of your time and read what he says about killing to eat what once has had life from the point of view of highly evolved alien intelligences. My reflexion is the following: Maybe it’s true that when we stop killing animals to survive, wars will end on planet earth. I’ve given the matter a lot of thought but I haven’t arrived to any conclusion yet. It’s not a simple issue, indeed.

    http://www.nderf.org/roger_c%27s_nde.htm

    • http://drmedhus.com Elisa

      I love the way he says, “Natural interface.” Very cool reading. Thanks Nancy.

  • Pam

    Oh! I’ve always felt that animals would crossover too…they are so loving and sensitive, they have to have souls. I always picture my mother with her beloved Max, a big fluffy orange tabby that loved cantaloupe (so did Mom.) After Mom died, I “inherited” Max, and though he loved us, you could tell that he missed my Mom. He was the only pet that she ever had. It is such a comfort to have Erik confirm that they are together. I am so glad that I will get to be with all of my pets as well as my family group. There will be a lot of them,LOL. Hamsters, cats, dogs, birds that the children had growing up…plus the ones we have now. I can’t live with out my pets.
    Love and peace,

  • SpiritPainter

    It seems that the world is set up as a predatory system. All animals and some plants consume other living things to exist.

    I have thought a long time about this. My preference is to be a vegetarian (and I was for years), but my particular metabolism requires animal protein for optimal health. In our Native traditions, we always thanked both the plants and the animals for their lives, offered tobacco in thanksgiving and if possible asked the spirit of the plant or animal for permission before taking any life. For the most part, that’s not easy to do these days, but when we sit down to eat we can still thank the lives that were given so that we may live whenever we eat.

    Blessings,

    SpiritPainter

  • Gwen

    Whenever I read articles about animals and their afterlife….I know it is true….I had always felt sad and bad about not being able to keep my poodle “Peanut” after my divorce….like I had abandoned him……And then awhile back I read you can communicate and let your pet know how you felt or whatever message you have for them…..Well I did and to my surprise he came to me in a Vision one night and communicated to me that he understood and not to feel bad……Too real not to be true!!
    With having that experience I know now that animals have an afterlife…….
    Thank you for sharing all the experiences I am reading daily.

    Gwen

    • http://drmedhus.com Elisa

      Sometimes my Weimaraner (who died when she was around 16) hangs out with me. I can almost hear her panting, nails clicking on the tile. For some reason, it seems like she visits the most when I’m going to the bathroom. No privacy in my house.

  • Be Free My Angel

    After reading this I feel this sense of excitement and urgency that I want this life on earth. I want us to all have that love for fellow man/plant/animal to exist and BE our way of life our society based on those principals. I feel like we are slowly getting there but I have this urgency that it needs to hurry up, or I want it to hurry up. IDK, it’s weird but it’s so clear. I don’t want it just to be some tree hugger hippy dippy way of life, or some dream of a utopian society. Is this just wishful thinking and should I just wake up to the real world and live in that? By the way….I had oodles of animals growing up, 4 horses, goats, rabbits, chickens, sheep ( although the lamb and I didn’t get along too well !! ), cows, geese, hammy’s, lots of different fish, the list goes on believe it or not. I can only imagine heaven with all of my furry and feathered friends. I hope my Angel is having a good time with them ♥

  • Ingrid

    When I was a child, my dog Coco passed away and I later had a dream where I saw her and tried to pick her up, but I couldn’t because she was too heavy- her happiness was so much that it weighed her down and made her too heavy to pick up. How I knew her heaviness was from her happiness, I don’t know, but it was just like an automatic piece of knowledge- I just knew that’s what it was. Was very reassuring and I can’t wait to see her again!

  • http://sites.google.com/site/kookyspookyookyjournal/ Jason

    @ Be Free My Angel: She is! As I read your post I saw her in a plaid jumper from the waist up surrounded by fog, back-lit by clouds and white gold light. She had her huge bunny in one arm with it over her left shoulder Her arm around it and that hand she had a finger in her mouth grinning; and she was holding out her other hand’s index finger to me and had this blue bird with some yellow in it,(parakeet?) on her finger it kept flapping it’s wings. And every time it flapped it’s size would change. And I get the feeling that, almost it’s as if she can’t make up her mind which bird she likes best!

  • LadyVerity

    This ties in with a quote I read recently: That whatever we choose to eat, we are “partaking of the body of the world”.

    Actually one major question I wanted to ask Erik was whether my beloved dog survived death, still loved me and would be waiting for me. It’s been nearly a year since he died, and my love for him is crazy-huge. This answers my questions.

    (When he died, a few days later I asked if he’d choose to abandon me in death. I immediately got this sentence in my head: “No sooner than you’d abandon me”. I was never one of these fluffy types who believes their dogs speak English, so this was a lovely, vivid surprise. It was so obvious after I’d heard the message! I’d never, ever abandon him.)

  • Be Free My Angel

    Jason….OMG !!! I forgot about my parakeet!!!! I only had one when I was her age, around 10-11. Im sorry to say I really think our cat got it, but Im so glad to know my she and my baby are doing so well. It was the only inside pet bird I ever had. Amazing, again ((((((Hugs to you and to my Angel)))…Thank you♥♥♥

    Ps. I tell her I love her and miss her all the time, but please can you tell her for me too, that would make my heart smile :)

    • http://drmedhus.com Elisa

      A Maz Zing!!

  • http://avalonrisen.com Ceridwen

    I’ve got a couple of stories related to two of my past cats – Merlin and Hunter. I had Merlin as a 3-month-old kitten and then had a dream of a black and white kitten – who then appeared at my door in the arms of a child asking me if I wanted a kitten! It turns out that Hunter was my “familiar” (a pagan term for a soul connection with an animal)…

    Anyway, Merlin died when he was 9 years old. I was away from home and got the phone call from a distraught roommate that they found him lying in the driveway. I got home and he was still warm, with his tongue sticking out. He didn’t have any apparent injuries, but I got the distinct impression that he had drunk something poison, like anti-freeze or something like that. It seemed that he went fairly quickly…

    I was devastated of course…and the next morning I took him out to the garden and buried him next to the catnip bush I had there. Hunter sat by and witnessed this, and he moped around for weeks afterwards…and I was so sad and feeling guilty that I was not there for his final moments – that he died alone…

    And then the dream came roughly a month after he died: He came to me and jumped up into my lap and sat up with his paws on my chest and looked into my eyes – telling me telepathically that he was fine and not to worry. I told him that I should have been there for him, and he said, well, why don’t you play out how you would have liked it to be? The next thing I knew, the story got rewritten (in the dream) as follows: He still died, but I was there and then took his body and wrapped it in some autumn leaves and took it into the forest and knocked on the door of a small but nice hut. The cat goddess Bast came to the door (Merlin was tabby colored, but definitely had Siamese blood) and I offered the “bundle” into her care. She accepted it gracefully and told me he would be “taken care of”…I awoke crying, but with a sense of relief – I had receive the “closure” I was denied on the physical plane!

    Hunter lived to be 20 years old, and he was my true familiar. He traveled in the car with me and never left my side. He had a certain way of “healing” me when I was depressed, and was often in my dreams. He was my partner in life, and my confidant when there was nobody else. He eventually came down with some tumors in the kidney – some kind of kidney disease, and the vet told me he had a month to live…but that he was in no pain – that he would eventually stop eating, then stop drinking…then just stop. OR, I would give him the shot and end it right away. I took Hunter home and asked him what he wanted to do. He looked into my eyes and said he wanted to stay with me to the end so that I could have time to prepare myself for his departure from this life…

    He seemed in good enough spirits, and we had one last month together – and at the end I told him not to hang on any longer for me – that I would be okay – and he should just let go and leave that body – that we would meet again…which he did later that day. I gave him a burial in a local forest by a creek, a beautiful spot…

    I have never felt such pain and loneliness before – I was a mess for most of a year after he passed…but he also visited me in dreams and gave me the impression he was coming back someday…

    Then in November of 2001 my husband and I decided that a home without animals was not really a home, so we contacted the SPCA in our area and ask them to notify us when they got some kittens in…and a couple months later they said they had a couple litters that just arrived. I got very excited and bought all new toys and food and litter box – made everything ready. I decided I wanted to adopt 2 new male cats (brothers) and was determined not to come home without them…

    When I got there, the fist litter they showed me was of really young kittens, who actually looked kind of sickly, and when the worker reached into the cage to grab one to show me, the mother cat attacked her and slashed and bit her arm. Bleeding profusely, the worker excused herself and told me to hang out and wait for her to get patched up…

    In the meantime, my eyes traveled over to the cage next door to them, and there were these five kittens (roughly 2-1/2 to 3 mos. old) all sitting in a row, staring at me! I was drawn to them immediately, and – since nobody was around to help me – I just reached into the cage to pet them and picked them up one at a time, looking for the boys – and there were two! One black short hair and one black long hair! They were friendly and seemed to want to come with me – and the way the long haired one looked at me was so familiar!

    Long story short, I took them home and as it turns out, the long haired one was my dear Hunter – which became obvious very soon after the adoption! He had exactly the same eyes (I compared them with a photo of Hunter), and he had the same mannerisms exactly – the same way when I held him and he pressed his little forehead into my cheek, the way Hunter did, and the funny purr he had – and the way he looked at me through Hunter’s eyes…I asked him if he was indeed Hunter, and he gave me a kiss! LOL! And oftentimes I will “accidentally” call him Hunter! (He is a 30-pound cat named “Buddha” now!)

    The other kitten bonded with my husband, who thinks he is the reincarnation of one of his special kitties from his past as well!

    Sorry this was so long, but I just wanted to show how they DO communicate through dreams, and how they DO come back to us in different forms throughout our lives…

    Thanks for this opportunity to tell my story! :)

    Love,
    Ceridwen /|\

    • http://drmedhus.com Elisa

      Aw, that’s so cool!!!!

  • Nancy

    Elisa, I’m glad you found it cool :)

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