Channeling Erik

March2nd

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Erik’s Messages to the Channeling Erik Family

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I had another amazing session with Erik through Jamie, and Erik had a lot of messages for us:

I asked, “Erik, do you have any messages for your fan?”

Jamie laughs, because Erik is doing this hand gesture like the Queen of England would do. “Oh yes, my children.”

Erik: Yes, tell everybody that there IS good out there and that the grief and pain and jealousy is an illusion. And let’s tell people that when they hesitate, it’s an appropriate reaction. If they hesitate, it means the timing is wrong. Listen to it. Don’t be jeered (Jamie questions his use of this word, but I’m just going to go with it) by peer pressure.

Me: Well, we’re only human, Erik.

Erik: That’s right, we’re only human, but the time is coming when we’re going to be more than human, so we won’t be able to say that anymore.

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One blog member asked for clarification on the whole good/bad semantics: If there’s no good/bad dichotomy and it might be “bad” to help a homeless person because it messes with his or her spiritual plan, how do we know when to help?

Erik: I get it, I get it! You know when you’re in a position to help when your whole body doesn’t resist it. You go, “Absolutely, here’s twenty bucks; you walk straight into it; it feels good and every part of your body moves towards helping that person. If you reach into your pocket and think, “Oh, I wonder what he’s going to use this for,” then step away and don’t do it. It’s not the right time.

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Me: We’ve been sending you love lasers, Erik. Every day at around noon central time, lot’s of us have been sending you love and gratitude. We’re all wondering if you felt anything. So what did you feel?

Jamie laughs hard for a long time, then shares what Erik said.

Erik: It’s like a warm bus just knocking me over!

Jamie (still laughing at his choice of metaphors): So apparently it has a lot of force, strength, but the idea of it being warm makes it feel comforting. I guess it all comes at once, then? Boom!

Me: Yeah!

Erik: It’s amazing! Why can’t we all get together and do that with the earth?

Me: Well, that was my next question. Do you think we, the Channeling Erik family, are meant to come together in this way to heal other subsets of people? For instance, one person told me about being in a waiting room with women who are cancer survivors and they just wanted to stay there with those women because it felt like such a spiritual moment. Maybe we can join forces and send people like that some healing prayers. So I was wondering if that is something we are meant to do or can do.

Erik: Well it really hard, because then you’re gonna get into, uh, it’ll feel like a random act of kindness, and then you’ll get into, “Well, who should we help, who shouldn’t we help? How do we pinpoint who needs the help?” Why not get to the root of the whole cause: our earth?

Me: Okay, so just send the frickin’ lasers all over the world?

Erik: Frickin’ lasers! Yeah, send them to the core of the earth.

Me: The core of the earth? Okay!

Erik: The heart of the earth. Dude, dude, dude!—

Jamie laughs.

Erik: —Let the visual be to the heart of the earth—the core—and let it radiate up through the crust, then let it radiate out to the bottoms of the feet of those who need healing—through the soles of those who need it.

M: Ooo, I just got that visual. Very powerful. Wow!

Erik: So, we don’t have to pick one special waiting room. We don’t have to pick, you know, one country or one government asshole.

Me: Yeah!

Jamie and I laugh.

Me: There’s not just one government asshole, you know that!

Erik (in jest): Yes, there are many! Too bad the rule, “Off with their heads” has not resurfaced, cuz we could really use that again!

Me: I know, I know!

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Me: Here’s another question that came about after you shared your insight on uncertainty, broadening your focus, etc. If you have to benefit by remaining open, not having expectations, and by being uncomfortable with uncertainty, how does that relate to the whole “manifest what you want”? Don’t you have to focus on a goal to manifest it? Also, if we can focus and manifest what we want, why is it so difficult to do? In other words, if we all focused on manifesting everyone becoming millionaires, why doesn’t it happen? And what about sports teams. Each side wants to win and is focusing on manifesting that, so why does only one team win? Are we supposed to float along like rudderless ships and accept whatever happens? No goals, no expectations? Won’t we starve or freeze to death?

Erik: Focusing on expectations is far different from focusing to manifest, Mom. It’s called balance.Mom, most people are thinking way too much! Tell everyone to stop analyzing things so much and try to just feel your way to the answers. When you approach a problem by feeling it out for a solution, you’re going to come up with completely peaceful answers instead of letting the brain toss it around in some sort of rabbit hole.

Me: Yeah. It seems like you can have a focus while at the same time having a relaxed awareness of other possibilities and opportunities.

Erik: Sure, absolutely. That’s what manifesting is. She’s right. No expectations; you can’t have those. When you have an expectation, you’re shutting off possibilities.

Me: Yeah!

Erik: When you’re manifesting something–Mom, you said it in less words. That was great. You create it. you write down everything you want, then you make a blanket statement: “What highest best for me, come.” That right there lets it all open up.

Me: Yeah, because if you have expectations, you get swept up into that expectation-reality gap. That can be like drowning in an abyss of disappointment. There’s an emotional investment tied up in expectations. You get emotionally married to them. It’s pretty much the source of a lot of our personal problems, I guess.

Erik: Absolutely! You should try to swim around in some of the shit thoughts that people have! It’s horrible! A lot of it is so superficial, too.

Me: Yeah, I can see that. So what about the sports team scenario?

Erik: Well, some people will manifest an outcome better than others. Also, remember that there’s involvement and nudging from spiritual guides and the Higher Selves of each person on each team. It’s also based on human competition and talent. That’s why sports are so much fun. It’s such an earth-grounded, lower energy type of an experience. Planning, controls, fight, strength. It’s awesome! So, it’s not just a spiritual element. The whole spiritual element of whole teams in sports is actually about creating a community around it.

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Erik: Tell everyone to bring out their pictures, Mom.

Me: Yeah, Michelle and I take pictures all the time, and we see orbs and stuff.

Erik: I know but tell people that they already have pictures of me. They need to take a look at them and check for like misty wisps or orbs. I’m in a lot of ‘em. Tell them to keep taking pictures and I’ll appear in them.

Me: Okay, I will!

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Erik and Jamie vote for us meeting in Atlanta for our first get together. Her place can accommodate 60 people.  Erik says he can muster up some real fun and mischief for us! (No doubt!)

Now, enjoy these pictures I found in my iPhoto file. When Michelle felt her brother’s presence, she started snapping away! Double click on them to see the entire picture!

Wisp of Mist Left of Arley

Orbs Over Sofa

Orb Right Upper Corner

Orb to Right

Orb On Chair

Orb Between Arley and Me

Bright Orb Over Sofa

Bright Orb Near Ceiling

Bright Orb & Dimmer Ones

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  • Patrick

    To my CE Clan: “marcus” is th very essence of what it warns about. It holds much ill will; it is not a skeptic, it seeks to undermine, divide and break up. It fears the contagion of good will and understanding. It is NOT a person. My Guides are screaming at me; the goose bumps, chills and waves of prickly skin are so strong with each keystroke that it makes my eyes water and the skin on my head numb. Its arrival here, and also under the name “julian” in the Discussion Forum are evidence of the postive, good effect we are having, the thing it abhors most. It says Erik has neither the power nor authority to send it love? What thing makes such a statement? You “marcus” we take pity on your fallen state as you have cast yourself out of our Kingdom; may there be Mercy on you. Now go away, you are NOT welcomed.

  • amy cavanaugh

    @ elisa no I dont have your # send it to me in a facebook message-and tell me a good time to call-I would love to hear your voice sometime and I will be fine-so many people are struggling and we have a tool box and each other

    • http://drmedhus.com Elisa

      I just emailed you my info, Amy C.

  • Bo

    Elisa,
    Next time you speak with Erik. Can you ask him to contact John Paul II. The pope that preceded the current one. What are his thoughts on religion now?

    • http://drmedhus.com Elisa

      Boris, where the heck have you been?!! Glad to hear from you!! Actually, I have John Paul on my list of religious figures to channel. I’m trying to figure out where MLK belongs: religious leader or political leader. What’s your opinion?

  • Stacey

    Hi Elisa, my name is Stacey. I lost my cousin Adrian, one year ago in January to suicide. He was like my little brother. I have been in contact with his childhood friend Tony, who sent me the link to this page.
    Although I haven’t been through all of your posts, I have somehow stumbled across the “right” ones. I had so many questions.
    The first post, was when your family found Erik. Wow. Adrian was deceased for 5 days before he was found by paramedics. He was very clever in his planning, committing the act on a Monday night, knowing full well, I couldn’t just swing by to check on him. He lived 3 hours away & knew I (and everyone else!) would be wrapped up in work & our other weelky activities. He hadn’t shown up for work for a few days and one of the men went to check on him and found both of his vehicles parked & no answer at the door, so he called 911. He was found, on his bed in the upstairs bedroom. Adrian euthinized himself with helium, & after reading the toxicology reports, he had lethal levels of prescription narcotics in him. He was a man with a plan. He had no wife, or children, or siblings. I was the closest thing he had to a sister & I cleaned up the aftermath; this brings me to your next post I came across which was how Erik reacted when he saw his aftermath. Erik didn’t think about the mess left behind, I don’t believe Adrian did either. I spent 3 days at his home and I KNOW he was with me, watching. I know his heart was breaking, watching. There was nothing he could do to help me, my grief was beyond belief. I was totally numb. He gave me the only thing he could…strength.
    In life he had increadible strength. He came from an abusive household & tossed onto the streets at 18. His parents gave him $700 and sent him on his way. He slept in his truck, showered at gas stations & if he was lucky could catch a night’s sleep at a friend’s house every now and then. He had always wanted to be a firefighter. Dispite all of his obsticles, he managed to get himself enrolled in college & studied for the FDNY fire test. Nothing was going to stop him! His persistance paid off. He took the test and scored 100%. He was hired, replacing one of the men lost in 9/11.
    He was on top of the world! He had his dream job & a girlfriend (finally!) and had a Harley Davidson motorcycle built. The first time in his life he was totally happy.
    One day, his world came crashing down. He was out on his bike and hit by a tractor trailer. It wasn’t his time “to go.” He should have been killed, by all rights. He was pretty banged up, broken ribs and a severly broken right foot.
    He went though a few years of rehabilitation with intence pain. He was prescribed a host of painkillers; he could’t go without them. He spent his days in bed, his pain threashold reached, even the maximum prescribed painkillers didn’t make it go away. His girlfriend left him shortly after the accident. He started to drink. The worst part? He thought he was going to loose his job. The dream he worked so hard for. He was miserable.
    We had extensive conversations about his recovery. He found the best of the best surgeon in NYC. I offered to take him to the hospital, stay with him thru the surgery and take him home to my house for recovery. He was so stubborn!!! He was determined to do this on his own! Dammit!
    The surgery came and went, rehab came and went. The diagnosis was in. He would never go back to being a fully functioning fireman. Light duty wasn’t enough for him. It was all or nothing. He chose nothing.
    After being in his home, I feel like I literally had the chance to walk in his shoes. I felt his pain, depression and suffering. He was with me though. I felt him, I talked to him, cried to him and yelled at him. I was too distraught to even hear if he was responding.
    A few months had passed and I was still almost catatonic. The experience of being in his home traumatized me. Then came the fist contact.
    I was sitting outside and I heard him. He said to me “Stacey stop. It was a mistake. I am gone, I can’t come back. Stop doing this.” Then he again, sent me his strength.
    We talked about so much, about where I see my life going. I told him I wanted to be in the medical field. Well, within 3 weeks I don’t know how I got there, but I was enrolled in school full time in a cardiac technition program. I had no money, but somehow I applied for a grant and funding and got it! The balance of my tuition was scholarshiped. Go figure.
    I am finishing up soon, I have a phenominal GPA. I knw he is with me, I find his pennies EVERYDAY in my path as I enter school. I find at least 10 a day, and boy do they make me smile. I know I can’t let myself or him down!
    As I said earlier, his childhood friend Tony is the one who told me about this site. Tony had a dream the other night. So vivid. Adrian told him, his death was a mistake. He said it wasn’t him who died. He claimed his identity was stolen. He mentioned how very impressed he was with his funeral. He couldn’t believe how many people showed up! Especially when he expected no one to ever show.
    I belive the message he was sending to both of us was when he took his own life it wasn’t the real him. He was clouded by medication, alcohol and depression. So after my lengthy (sorry!) story, I want to hear from Adrian. Can I hear about him though Erik? How can I hear him like I did the day I was sitting outside? I miss him so much. Adrian was my rock in life, he got me through one of THE lowest points in my life. Please, if through Erik, let him know I welcome him. I wait for him. Thank you so much.

    • http://drmedhus.com Elisa

      Hey Stacy. Can you email me: emedhus@gmail.com? I really want to help you, baby girl.

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