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  • May8th2015


    I know I promised I’d post the audio file for the mass public channeling event where Erik tries to monopolize medium, Lisa William’s, time, but it’s too large a file for me to upload to the blog. Sadness. I really wanted you guys to hear how, without a doubt, it was our boy trying to make it to the big stage. I hope this interview (channeled by our own resident medium, Patrick) makes up for it. Enjoy and have a wonderful weekend!

    Mary Mother of Jesus

    This picture proves what I always suspected, MicroSoft

    Windows was inspired by Jesus’ Mother!

    Microsoft Mary

    Microsoft Mary

    A reader wants to ask a few questions of the woman responsible for unleashing the plague of Christianity upon the world. Yes, that was a joke, Christianity is no plague. A scourge maybe, a pandemic possibly, but not a plague.

    Q:        Please describe your childhood and family life including the meeting of your husband Joseph.

    MMJ:  Hello and my greetings and it is an honor to be asked forward, into your understanding as I once lived. Thank you. Not often is this requested, although often I am thought of, this method gains little ground with humanity. As you all know, if there is no video, it did not occur.

    My life was unremarkable, essentially as history tells it. I met Joseph by chance although I know it was not, as it nearly never is for any human to meet a mate, as you could say. A person with whom there will be children.

    Q:        Why were you chosen to be the mother of Jesus and were you aware before his birth of the person that he would be become?

    MMJ:  I would not say I was chosen, this suggests it was another idea brought to me that I did not understand before being told. It was much more along the lines of my decision, my offer and my desire to do it.

    No, I wasn’t aware of the person he would become but neither was he! Joseph didn’t know either. We of course understood his life plan and what he hoped to accomplish by speaking his ideas, but the effects and following were not planned for his lifetime. The hope was the planting of a seed that would eventually develop into an expanded way of thinking. What became Christianity much later.

    Q:        What is the truth regarding the “Immaculate Conception” of Christ.  What is the significance of this element of the story of his birth?  Is the biblical account of his birth true (delivery in a stable, the presence of angels, visitation and gifts from the Magi)?

    MMJ:  I conceived Jesus with assistance from Heaven yes, because it was necessary that it occur in the months it did, so his birth and youth would lead him to adulthood at the time he spoke. In no instance was I celibate in my relationship with his father, Joseph and I must say, there was assistance from Heaven with reproduction and conception. This happens when it is important a baby be conceived then born along a certain schedule to meet up with many other life events all involved have planned.

    The significance is not to or for me as Mary his mother, it rises out of human uptightness and discomfort with intimate relations and nudity. The prohibition of anything develops control thus power to the entities able to secure the control. The following Jesus generated after his death was not a missed opportunity to others looking for control.

    Look as an example to Peter and how he was also executed because he posed a threat to established power structures. This feature of humanity reigns now on Earth and the notion of an Immaculate Conception helped preserve and further the farce of filth, dirt and shame of sexual relations, thus ability to judge and control.

    Yes, I gave birth in a stable and that was pretty much it.

    The notions of wise men visiting is allegorical to the presence of angels, all of whom appear front & center at any birth.

    Q:        Did you have any other children besides Jesus? 

    MMJ:  No.

    Q:        Were you present at his crucifixion and burial?   Did Jesus survive the crucifixion and if so, were you aware of his continued life?

    MMJ:  He was not buried and no, I was not there for his beating, torture and assassination attempt. Yes, he survived as he has explained in other channelings, but I was not aware of that. He was taken away and went far from Judea to live out the rest of his days. I always thought he’d perished on the cross or soon after and was gone.

    Q:        Many believe, based on biblical passages, that your body and soul were assumed into heaven by angels at the end of your earthly life.  Please share with us the true experience of your death.

    MMJ:  My soul yes, as has yours and many others. That is not unique. All of us go back to Heaven; some run, some just jog, some walk and others are carried. Some joke around and do it aboard a bicycle or ride in an automobile.

    The experience of my death was unremarkable by human ideas. It was wonderful release for me and a glorious return home, as it is for nearly all humans.

    Q:        Are/were you responsible for the various apparitions at the locations of Fatima, Lourdes, Medjugorje, and others?  How and why are the locations and individuals chosen to receive your messages?

    MMJ:  Yes, and many more and the individuals are not chosen to receive messages, they do this themselves in many cases, often as part of a life plan or concoct the idea during dreams. I do not choose whom shall see them, I have little opinion who does. I would prefer more violent, nasty and reprehensible people were included, both for benefit to them and those around them, but this is not my choice. I am happy and very pleased to offer my appearance and message to anyone who enjoys them and derives hope. Anyone.

    Q:        Have you had other lives on Earth besides that of Mary, Mother of Jesus?

    MMJ:  Yes, many before and several since.

    Q:        What benefits (if any) are there to saying the rosary?

    MMJ:  Your belief in what you say, the sincerity of your hopes. A simple repetition of prayers already written is also good, I say think of those as the foundation for a house. Saying the rosary is a human idea but as long as spoken or thought with goodwill and sincerity, it is beneficial. Goodwill begets itself.

    Q:        What is your spiritual mission and what work are you involved with now?

    MMJ:  I will say, spiritual mission is a human notion and not entirely accurate, but it is not mistaken, either. The idea there exists a delineation and even border between spiritual and carnal, mundane and enlightened, is also an Earth generated view. My mission is one and the same and always has been, to further my soul’s understanding and experience and all who might like that.

    The memory and thus imagery, reputation and effect of my Earth life as Mary is a powerful thing human belief has created and given me, to appear and speak and show what can be positive and happy for humanity.

    Q:        Do you have any messages or advice for humanity?

    MMJ:  Life is short, as is always said. This is not true as life unfolds, it seems very long. It would seem longer and more tedious if it were known well, and the excitement and joy of life would vanish if the schedule were set out, so it isn’t shared with its actor, this screenplay we all write for life. When it comes to its great conclusion, many parts seem short and I say this to emphasize the idea, to live each moment to your benefit, joy and delight.

    I would suggest, and this is my advice, each day say a prayer for the excitement of the day to be yours. It shall.

  • April30th2015


    I saw this on Facebook yesterday. It’s exactly what Erik says. My little genius.

    In the late 1980s, Lieserl, the daughter of the famous genius, donated 1,400 letters, written by Einstein, to the Hebrew University, with orders not to publish their contents until two decades after his death. This is one of them, for Lieserl Einstein.

    …”When I proposed the theory of relativity, very few understood me, and what I will reveal now to transmit to mankind will also collide with the misunderstanding and prejudice in the world.
    I ask you to guard the letters as long as necessary, years, decades, until society is advanced enough to accept what I will explain below.
    There is an extremely powerful force that, so far, science has not found a formal explanation to. It is a force that includes and governs all others, and is even behind any phenomenon operating in the universe and has not yet been identified by us.

    This universal force is LOVE.
    When scientists looked for a unified theory of the universe they forgot the most powerful unseen force.

    Love is Light, that enlightens those who give and receive it.
    Love is gravity, because it makes some people feel attracted to others.

    Love is power, because it multiplies the best we have, and allows humanity not to be extinguished in their blind selfishness. Love unfolds and reveals.

    For love we live and die.
    Love is God and God is Love.

    This force explains everything and gives meaning to life. This is the variable that we have ignored for too long, maybe because we are afraid of love because it is the only energy in the universe that man has not learned to drive at will.

    To give visibility to love, I made a simple substitution in my most famous equation.

    If instead of E = mc2, we accept that the energy to heal the world can be obtained through love multiplied by the speed of light squared, we arrive at the conclusion that love is the most powerful force there is, because it has no limits.
    After the failure of humanity in the use and control of the other forces of the universe that have turned against us, it is urgent that we nourish ourselves with another kind of energy…

    If we want our species to survive, if we are to find meaning in life, if we want to save the world and every sentient being that inhabits it, love is the one and only answer.
    Perhaps we are not yet ready to make a bomb of love, a device powerful enough to entirely destroy the hate, selfishness and greed that devastate the planet.

    However, each individual carries within them a small but powerful generator of love whose energy is waiting to be released.
    When we learn to give and receive this universal energy, dear Lieserl, we will have affirmed that love conquers all, is able to transcend everything and anything, because love is the quintessence of life.

    I deeply regret not having been able to express what is in my heart, which has quietly beaten for you all my life. Maybe it’s too late to apologize, but as time is relative, I need to tell you that I love you and thanks to you I have reached the ultimate answer! “.

    Your father Albert Einstein

    Albert Einstein on Love

    Albert Einstein on Love


  • April14th2015


    Argh! I’m so frustrated! I’m still trying to work on the audiovisual quality of the YouTube videos, and it seemed like it was all fixed the last session, but today after the first 15 minutes or so the frame rate went down. A popup on Call Recorder, which records FaceTime and Skype video calls, said the frame rate had to be reduced because “Your Mac is too slow.” Grrrr. My Internet provider, Exfinity, gives me speeds of around 125 mbps, and I’m connected directly to the router via Ethernet. So what gives, guys? What do I need to do, get a new computer? I can’t see why computer speed has anything to do with it, but what the hell so I know? I was considering using GotoMeeting, but that’s expensive, and I’m not sure it would help if the underlying problem with the computer isn’t fixed. Any tech guru advice welcome.

    So this next dude, you probably haven’t heard of unless you’re a fashion whore, but he’s one of my daughter, Kristina’s, favorite designers so I promised we’d interview him. If you want to see just how into fashion (and makeup) my she’s into, check out her site, Pretty Shiny Sparkly. It’s pretty awesome, and her YouTube channel is worth a subscribe. 

    Me: Well I suppose since we just ended off the last conversation talking about fashion, we can bring forward my daughter Kristina’s favorite, Alexander McQueen. Have you heard of him?

    Jamie: Me? No.

    Me: Alexander McQueen. He was apparently a big–I think he was British–fashion guru.

    Jamie: Fashion guru.

    Me: See if you can get him, Erik. Maybe he’s available; maybe he’s not. He might be designing all sorts of things up there.

    (long pause)

    Jamie: Well he just looks like “average Joe!”

    Me: Well, he might—yeah I think he does look pretty average.

    Jamie: I think I was expecting, with a name like that, something very extraordinary. And yes, he is British, he has quite the accent!

    Me: Hello Mr. McQueen!

    Alexander McQueen: Good day.

    Me: My daughter, Kristina Medhus, adores you.

    Alexander McQueen: Yes, thank you; she calls on me a lot.

    Me: She worships you! She’s got a blog called Pretty Shiny Sparkly and she’s doing very well with it so far, although she’s a medical student and works very hard.

    This interview was done long ago. Now she’s a third year anesthesiologist resident.

    Alexander McQueen: Yes, I’m very proud of her.

    Me: Aw, good! Well I guess you know we’re going to ask you a few questions so you can give your wisdom to the world.

    Jamie: He’s kind of humble! Like, you said “wisdom to the world,” and he kind of smiled and dropped his chin down, like, “Me?”

    Me: Aw! First of all, what was your spiritual mission here, including, what were you here to learn and to teach?

    Jamie: (long pause) It–it’s funny when he talks, he doesn’t really make eye contact with me. He kind of…looks up and away? You know like how people do when they think or something–and so he’s talking…but you don’t feel like he’s talking to you. It’s just different, where Mr. Crisp would almost sit in your lap; he didn’t care.

    Me (laughing): Yeah.

    Alexander McQueen: I don’t know if fashion would be so much addressed as spiritual in nature, but for me it was. It was the only way I knew how to express myself. And my fashion is very non-traditional. I was never wonderful at painting, but I found that I was an excellent sculptor, and that’s what led me into fashion. There was nothing in my life that encouraged me to go–

    Jamie: (interrupts, to Alexander) co-teer? I’m–I don’t know what you’re saying, I’m so sorry.

    Me: Is he saying couture, maybe?

    Jamie: YES! Couture! Oh, yes, that’s probably it.

    Alexander McQueen: There was nothing in my life that encouraged me to go couture. Spiritually, I believe what I came to do was not break any rules or show off that you can be a successful gay man–or even a man in design in a woman’s world–but for me, it was much more about being able to explain who I was. And still, I feel I failed a lot.

    Me: Aw…

    Alexander McQueen: So many of us can find exactly what we want to do in life and succeed so well at it that we feel it should fulfill every need that we have in our lives. So, why should we feel disappointed or not be able to speak up or say who we are on the inside? Because we’ve done this wonderful thing–and we still are–and that’s where I vastly went wrong. I started shutting down and just became more of a performer. My work became more of a performance and feeding that emotional side to myself.

    Jamie: Erik’s saying that he also committed suicide?

    Me: Oh, okay. Aw…

    Jamie: Not telling me how, but…

    Me: I think, I think he probably did, that rings a bell. Okay. Aw. What were you here to learn, then, Mr. McQueen?

    Alexander McQueen: I know I was there to learn personally that success does not equal happiness.

    Me: Mm hmm. It depends on what kind of success you’re talking about, I guess.

    Alexander McQueen: For me it would be success with money and career.

    Me: That’s true; that doesn’t always equate with happiness.

    Alexander McQueen: It’s such a misfortune because it’s presented to our kids that it would be successful if you have now what you did not have growing up, that it will fulfill those holes and those divots that were created. It’s not accurate.

    Jamie: It sounds like he did not have the support growing up or the money growing up the way that he’s putting it, kind of like average-to-lower standards of living.

    Me: Aw. Were you here to teach anything, Mr. McQueen?

    Alexander McQueen (pulling down his shirt): I don’t believe I was here purposely to teach in a larger capacity, but I know I taught a lot to the people that were around me, especially to my models, the people who wore my clothes. I definitely taught them how to be themselves and not surrender.

    Erik: What do you mean “surrender, ” sir? Surrender to what?

    Alexander McQueen: Surrender to the disappointment that we create in our own head. That we don’t look good enough. That we’re not shaped right.

    Erik: Right, you dealt a lot with image.

    Alexander McQueen: Everything in my life, in my career, was about image. I fought really hard to show my models that it really was not about image, this was just the career we were in.

    Me: Exactly. Now, did you gain any insights?

    Jamie: (laughs) He said, when you said “gain any insights” he immediately said that he gained weight. After his passing, he says that he was just able to finally nourish himself! That’s the first time I’ve seen him giggle and really smile about something.

    Me: Aw, good! So, you got pretty thin toward the end?

    Alexander McQueen: It fluctuated. I put it on and lost it, put it on and lost it.

    Me: So after you passed, did you gain any insights when you looked back on your life?

    Alexander McQueen: I gained that I personally was a slow grower. And I saw—

    Jamie (to Mr. McQueen): Oh, tell me that again. Oo! Back up!

    Alexander McQueen: I saw the people that I grab hold of, that I thought would be a mentor or help me keep stable, were in fact very unstable people themselves. But it was the only kind of person I knew. It was the only kind of comfort I could find.

    Me: Were they people in that industry, as a whole?

    Alexander McQueen: No, I’m talking about the individuals I let very close to me, and when I would have trouble backing away from that connection–because I could quickly then see that it was a wrong choice–the confusion is, when somebody’s trying to get out of a hole or when somebody feels incomplete, they often grab other people who are in the same hole or who are just as incomplete as them because it is a familiarity. There’s this need to be uncomfortable [by moving away from those who enable you] so you can find someone who’s not in the same hole as you. When you’re incomplete, you need to find someone who is complete.

    Me: Oh, yes, I see. Now, is there another life that influenced your one as Alexander McQueen that you can share?

    Alexander McQueen: We’ve all have so many, but if you’re making me choose one—

    Jamie: He’s showing me an image of him being about thirteen. He’s a boy, but he has long hair, like a Native American—black hair, olive skin.

    Erik: What continent are you on?

    Alexander McQueen: South America.

    Me: Oh!

    Jamie: Okay. South America.

    Alexander McQueen: I was a very pretty boy. It was common then in that culture to keep your hair. This was not a fashion statement, but many times the boys would tease me, and the girls would envy me. It made me not want to like anyone. They spent so much time observing and looking at me, not inside of me. I spent a large part of that life alone just because of misunderstanding. So, when I came into this life, I felt like I continued it, but I didn’t have the looks that I did. I clearly came in as a man—

    Jamie: He’s kind of suggesting that his appearance before was a bit androgynous, but visually when I see it, he just looks like a very pretty boy. Big thick eyelashes, perfect hair, gorgeous skin and cheekbones.

    Alexander McQueen: And when I came in, I knew that my mission in this life was to get people to look inside of me, not the outside of me and that duality is what eventually led to my demise—to my taking my own life.

    Jamie (whispering): So he did.

    Me: Wait, in which life?

    Jamie: The current life.

    Me: Yeah. Just wanted to make sure. So can you reiterate how that past life influenced your most recent one? Is it because you decided not to come in with the pretty boy looks so that people could really—

    Alexander McQueen: See what was on the inside, yes.

    Me: And you felt like they didn’t?

    Alexander McQueen: No, I felt like they did not. I think that the emphasis that I put on fashion and design and the exterior of the human being contradicted what I really needed. I wanted people to see me on the inside, but the exterior was what I was so used to in my previous like.

    Me: I see. Do you have any messages or advice for any one individual, or for humanity as a whole?

    Jamie: He and Erik are talking, and Erik was—(laughing) Wait for me! They’re not waiting for me at all.

    Jamie and I laugh.

    Jamie, preparing herself: Okay.

    Alexander McQueen: If you’re going to present yourself to one person, to a media, to a group, you need to show the entire package of how you feel, who you strive to be–if you cannot do that, then you should not be presenting yourself. To not have the strength to really share who you are, you, in turn become a liar. You misrepresent yourself.

    Jamie: He’s kind of deep in an odd way. You know? It’s like too many words for something that should be said more simply. So different from Quentin Crisp.

    Me (to Jamie): Does he seem sad?

    Jamie: Kinda! It’s not….it’s more serious than sadness. Very overly focused and grounded energy. He’s very intense.

    Me: Erik, do you want to ask him any more questions?

    Erik: Nope

    Me: Okay. Anything else you’d like to say before we part ways, Mr. McQueen?

    Alexander McQueen: Thank for your time. I wish you all the luck. Do tell your daughter that I come in from time to time.

    Me: Aw! What do you think about her blog? Any advice for her?

    Alexander McQueen: Tell her to keep it clean; keep it simple. and she won’t go wrong.

    Me: That’s good. Well, thank you sir.

    Alexander McQueen (nodding his head): Thank you.

    Erik shakes his hand and walks him out of the room.


    Alexander McQueen

    Alexander McQueen

  • March6th2015


    Surprise! I didn’t leave town today after all. It’s been changed to this coming Monday and I’ll be returning on Wednesday. Then I’ll post again on Thursday. On Friday, I’m leaving for Norway for Spring Break. I intend to post, but we’re staying high up in the mountains well above the tree line so it depends on the reliability of the Internet.  

    Below is an interview with one of my favorite Saturday Night Live stars. I loved his Anal Retentive Chef skit the most. 

    Me: Erik, I’ll let you choose the next one. Let’s stick with the funny people though. Phil Hartman or Richard Jeni. Or we can do Danny Devito.

    Jamie: No, Danny Devito’s still alive.

    Me: I don’t think so.

    Jamie: Yeah, because I just took the kids to see The Lorax.

    Me: Oops.

    Jamie: He’s gone; I don’t know what’s he’s doing.

    Me: M’kay. Why did I think Danny Devito was dead?

    Jamie (Laughing): I don’t know!

    Me: Well, I do have Billy Graham hovering on my list too. I don’t think he’s dead yet, is he?

    Jamie: I don’t think so. I’m not picking him up either.

    Me: Well, he’s almost 100 years old I think. Great guy. He’s done so much for humanity. I guess I’ll keep him in hover mode anyway.

    Jamie: Oh, um, Erik’s here.

    Me: Who’d ya bring, Buddy?

    Jamie: This is Phil?

    Erik: Yeah.

    Me: Ah, Mr. Hartman! The Anal Retentive Chef. Loved that skit on SNL! You did so many great routines on SNL. I loved them all!

    Jamie: He did Saturday Night Live? I never watch too much TV.

    Me: Yes, he did. Hello Mr. Hartman. How are you?

    Jamie: He’s doing good. That’s weird. That’s weird; I can recognize his voice more than I can his face. I don’t really recognize him.

    Me: Ah, he was great. Well, we’re going to breeze through these pretty quickly since we’re at the end of the session, if you don’t mind, Phil. It doesn’t mean we don’t love you though.

    Phil (laughing): Oh, I see how important I am. I just get squeezed it!

    Jamie laughs hard at his response.

    Me: No, no. We can always have Part Two. Phil Hartman, The Sequel, okay? Maybe this will just have to be the prequel.

    Phil: I can see that in lights. I like that!

    Me: Yes! Okay, what was your spiritual mission in your life as Phil Hartman?

    Phil: Hm. To be a funny asshole.

    Me: Aw. Well, you got part of that right—being funny. No, for real.

    Phil: Thank you. I think you’re escaping the asshole part because you didn’t know me personally.

    Me: Oh, no. That can’t possibly be true. You couldn’t have been!

    Phil: I had a really hard time with intimacy. I was an alcoholic; I loved to use drugs; I just had difficulty staying consistent with intimacy and that’s what I would label being an asshole.

    Me: Aw. So, what was your spiritual mission, then? It wasn’t to be a funny asshole, was it?


    Jamie: I’m sorry. He was talking over you. What were you asking?

    I repeat the question.

    Phil: It would be more of a personal mission, not a public one like my career. My mission was to come to Earth and to just be open—be strong and be open. Be myself and be open. Love myself and be open.

    Me: What were you here to learn? That?

    Phil: Yeah. It definitely for me goes hand in hand with what my mission was. And if you were about to ask me if I achieved that, I’d have to put down on paper—

    Jamie: He taps on the table.

    Phil: Put it down! No. Still learning.

    Me: Aw. Well, there can always be do-overs. That’s the beauty of it.

    Phil: Yeah. I would like that.

    Me: Were you here to teach anything?

    Phil: How to be a funny asshole.

    Jamie giggles.

    Me: Aw.

    Jamie: He’s cutting his eyes at Erik. Erik’s sitting up on the countertop.

    Me: No, for real. Was that what you were here to teach?

    Phil: I really don’t think I can claim to teach anything. I was just trying so desperately to focus on exactly who I was; I don’t think I had a role as being a teacher.

    Me: Yeah, yeah. I understand. What new insights did you have after your death?

    Jamie (chuckling): He does this thing where he throws his head back and he rolls his eyes and he says, “Oh my god, I’m fucking dead!” like he can’t believe it.

    Me: Aw.

    Jamie (to Phil): Wait, did you commit suicide?

    (The details surrounding his death can’t be divulged out of respect for the Phil Hartman and his family)

    Me: Okay, so the first insight you had was,”Oh my god I’m dead.” Anything else?

    Phil: You say that so nonchalantly! I really appreciate that about you.

    Me: Well.

    Phil: Just the way you said it was like a smooth operator.

    Me: I see death differently now than I did before Erik died.

    Phil: It was a relief that I didn’t have to do the struggling anymore. I struggled, but I didn’t let the people see it.

    Me: Yeah.

    Phil: And that’s a good actor.

    Me: Yes. Can you share a life that most influenced your life as Phil Hartman?

    (Long pause as Jamie listens.)

    Jamie: Uh, he’s talking about being a radio voice around mid 1900s. This is in New York City.

    Phil: I remember in the 1920s through the Depression coming up with skits. I was already an old man.

    (Long pause)

    Jamie (to Phil): Yeah, can you—


    Jamie: I’m trying to get him on track.

    Phil: It related because of this safety net and distance you had when you do radio as compared to when you do TV or stage work. I really appreciated that distance, but I really wanted to see—could I do this in a very vulnerable way? Could I do this in a very vulnerable way? I think having a touch of that stardom—that did encourage me to land this last life I had, and I know it encouraged the life of living New York.

    Me: Okay. Are you incarnated here now?

    Phil (chuckling): No, but I am waiting for the aliens to come back to Earth so that I can come.

    Me: All right!

    Jamie laughs hard.

    Me: You wouldn’t want to miss that, huh?

    Phil: I want to be on the alien’s side!

    Jamie and I laugh hard.

    Me: All right. Any messages or advice for humanity?

    Jamie: Phew.

    Me: Where do you start?

    Phil: I think that if we address the darker side that helps people see the light better, the quickest way to know yourself is to know your demons. So I would say to everyone: Take the time. Get to know your demons and gremlins.

    Me: Mm. takes a lot of courage.

    Phil: Yeah. It does take courage. And if you’re having trouble doing it, let someone help you.

    Me: Yeah. The people with the most demons are usually the ones who have the most difficulty asking for help.

    Phil: You know what’s nice is the telephone. It’s much like the radio. You can be in your own little secure haven, talk your heart out and not feel like you’re being watched or judged.

    Me: That’s true.

    Phil: So, I’d encourage people to use telephone therapy.

    Me: Yep. Talk nicely to a telemarketer instead of being so mean to them. They need love too. Okay. Well, Erik, do you have any questions for Mr. Hartman?

    Erik: No.

    Me: Okay. Well, thank you so much, Mr. Hartman. Mr. Funny Man. Everyone misses you and you’re wonderful talent.

    Phil: Thanks for letting me be your filler.

    Me: Aw. You know every Tuesday night it’s open mike.

    Phil (laughing): I’ll come by.

    Me: Okay. Bye.

    Phil waves goodbye.

    Jamie: He gives Erik kind of a hand slap. They slap hands then point fingers at each other.

  • February27th2015


    God I’m so freaking tired of cleaning. My knees have callouses on them. Today I’ve been cleaning god-awful, grimy baseboards and cabinets, and I’ve come to the sad conclusion that I have at least 157 miles to go. Just kidding. But it seems like it. Still, cleaning is a very Zen thing, at least for me, so I have a love-hate relationship with it. I don’t know why I’m sharing this with you. I mean, seriously. It’s not that interesting. Hopefully the following post will be more exciting. For those of you who are into the band, Sublime, you’ll like this interview with its lead singer, Bradley Nowell. You’ll also see the coincidental relationship between two dogs. I know. Sounds weird. Plus there are no coincidences, right? 

    Me: Well, Lukas is a big fan of the band Sublime. Have you heard of them?

    Jamie: Yeah!

    Me: Bradley Nowell, he’s the lead guy, and I think he died of some sort of overdose. He had a little two year-old child. Erik, do you think you can find him?

    Jamie: He’s gone. I remember seeing them in Gainesville, Florida before they made it big. Didn’t they have a Dalmatian?

    Me: Oh, yeah, and they loved that dog!

    Jamie: They went everywhere with it, and I had a Dalmatian, too, so whenever they would practice I would bring my dog, and theirs was hard of hearing so the drums didn’t bother him. My dog and their dog played all the time.

    Me: Really?

    Jamie: Yeah.

    Me: Oh my god. You’re kidding me. What a small world!

    Jamie: That’s the only thing I remember about them. I didn’t really hang out with the guys. I just hung out with their dog!

    Me: Too funny!

    Erik returns with Bradley Nowell.

    Jamie: Okay, he’s cute.

    Me: Do you recognize him?

    Jamie (giggling): Not really!

    Me: Hello, Bradley.

    Jamie (to Bradley): I met your dog. Lou?

    Bradley: Louie or Lou. Cool.

    Me: Has Louie passed away? If so, is he with you?

    Bradley: He’s not with me right now, but yeah, he passed away.

    Me: Aw. Well, we have some questions for you. By the way, my son, Lukas, and my daughter, Michelle, love your music.

    Bradley: Cool and thanks. That’s good to know.

    Jamie: He’s giving a handshake to Erik.

    Me: Well, come to think of it, you liked their music, too, didn’t you, Erik?

    Erik: Absolutely. I had it.

    Me: Okay, the first question I have for you is what was your spiritual mission this lifetime—your life as Bradley Nowell?


    Jamie (laughing): He turns to Erik and he goes, “That’s your mom, right? Is your mom meaning religiously?”

    Me: Oh, no! No.

    Jamie (to Bradley): Spiritually, meaning open.

    I don’t get that but…

    Me: So Erik is explaining, I hope.

    Jamie: Yeah. They’re talking, and I was just asking, ‘Can I be a part of that?’

    I chuckle.

    Bradley (to me): I never really—who do I talk to?

    Jamie (to Bradley): No, to me.

    Bradley: Oops.

    Jamie (laughing): That’s okay.

    Jamie (explaining to me): He thought he was supposed to go to you and talk to you and I was saying, ‘No, no, no, I’ll be the one listening today.’

    Jamie and I giggle.

    Jamie: He’s so funny! He’s like so, um, not confused, but not prepared with seeing everyone else come in, like, “Yeah, I’m going to do this.”

    Bradley: So, yeah, I didn’t grow up with any structure or anything, but if anything was spiritual in my life, it had to be music. My whole family played music. That’s when you felt connected to somebody else. You got that harmony; you had that rhythm, and everybody was on that same page. It makes you smile on the inside. That had to be my dose of spirituality. Music.

    Me: So, what was your spiritual mission here, just to clarify.

    Seriously. Was I not listening? Maybe I’m a dalmatian.

    Bradley: Music.

    Me: What were you here to learn?

    Bradley: Aw, I thought you were gonna ask if I was successful and I was going to say “yes.”

    Me: Oh, okay. Yes, that was one of my questions. You’re just a step ahead of me!

    Bradley: What did I come to learn?

    Jamie: He kind of leans his weight back on one foot.

    Bradley: If I had to look at it from a distance, it would be how do you, as a creative person, stay awake and grounded to Earth. I think so many of what people see in mental disabilities, in mental imbalances in people is not just that, but people who live in a broader, multi-dimensional world than what Earth can provide. So, I see that I wasn’t crazy, but I definitely couldn’t stay put there.

    Me: So, you couldn’t stay grounded in this dimension alone?

    Jamie (to Bradley): Does that make sense?

    Jamie (to me): Yes, could not stay grounded here. Yes.

    Me: So, you were here to learn how to stay grounded on the earthly plane, but you feel like you didn’t accomplish that?

    Bradley (in a louder voice): Yep, did not accomplish that, no.

    Me: Do you feel like the music was intended to help you become grounded?

    Bradley: Yes.

    Me: Do you feel like your music was to help others in a spiritual way or was it meant only for entertainment for the masses and spiritual growth for you?

    Bradley: I knew that it started for myself. You know, my parents really reinforced that, but as I got into it, I felt like it turned out to be for other people.

    Me: Yeah. What were you here to teach?

    Bradley: I hope, if anything, I was teaching, through experiences, that—

    Jamie (to Bradley): What do you mean?

    Jamie (to me): He’s telling me that to be great and to be grounded—

    Jamie (to Bradley): Mm. Um um. Tell me again, but explain how it felt to you. Why did you think that’s what people are going to learn from you.

    Erik: Yeah.

    Jamie and I chuckle softly.

    Bradley: I felt people were going to learn how to be set free. The way that I was raised was that there wasn’t going to be any rules within my music—that creativity was welcomed—in fact, it was expected to be that way. But when you got into any other part of life, you were expected to fit into a box. You know, we were declined so many times because of our—

    Jamie laughs before translating this next part.

    Bradley: —the eclectic nature of our music. People couldn’t’ understand how it could all go together. And just because a few didn’t have the vision didn’t mean the people at home or on the radio didn’t have that vision or that need to listen to something  a bit outside the box—what would actually be their comfort zone. I’m hoping that’s what I taught through my music.

    Me: To get out of your comfort zone?

    Bradley: No, no. To get out of what people say is your comfort zone and define your own true comfort zone. When your define that truth for yourself, that’s when you can be grounded. It’s okay to be great and big and huge and everything wonderful that people want and need from you and still be grounded.

    Me: Now, do you think you accomplished that? Did you teach that to some of your fans?

    Bradley: No.

    Jamie laughs.

    Me: Well, did you accomplish that after death? Are you accomplishing that now?

    Bradley: Yes.

    Me: Yeah, I think so, too! What insights did you gain after you passed over?

    Bradley: That this shit was big! It wasn’t like this tiny room in the back of the bar!

    Jamie and I laugh hard.

    Bradley: It wasn’t like no greenroom. This is huge!

    Me: That’s funny! Now, can you share another life that most influenced your one as Bradley Nowell?


    Jamie: He’s showing me one –

    (Long pause)

    Jamie (to Bradley): Where is this? Looks like a little Polynesian girl, maybe four years old. Little kid, still has that baby chub. Take that Hawaiian skin and times it by two. Dark olive skin. Bangs cut straight above the eyebrows, and the rest of the hair falls shoulder length. Round face. No top, just bottoms on. It looks like a little handmade grass skirt. He’s showing me it’s on a beach, and she’s lining—him in this other life-she’s lining up crabs on the beach.

    Me: Okay.

    Jamie: She has no fear of them. She’s not afraid that they’re going to snap at her or bite her. It’s just this, “You’re my friend; I’m going to pick you up, and I’m going to put you in rows.” She does this on the ocean beach.

    Bradley: It was a moment in my life wen I recognized that even though I was human and a girl and very different than the crabs, I could be friends with the crabs, and the crabs would never bite me. I would never harm the crabs nor vice versa. I remember having this big powerful thought being so young and recognizing that the life that I had was the same life that the crabs had. I knew at that moment that I could communicate to other things that were living, and we didn’t have to have the same language. It’s just like my body knew, my heart knew. I wanted that life again, but the only connection I could find was through the music. It just inspired me to stick to it.

    Me: And you did connect to the world through it.

    Bradley (smiling): Yeah, I did, didn’t I?

    Jamie: Aw, you’re so cute when you smile!

    I chuckle.

    Me: And did you connect to yourself with your music?

    Bradley: Yes.

    Me: Do you have any messages or advice for us?


    Bradley: Yeah my advice is not to rely on language to communicate. Think bigger.


    Me: Yeah. How about you, Erik? Do you have any questions?

    Jamie: Uh, apparently, they’re going to go play.

    Me: Oh, good! Okay. Well, thank you so much, Mr. Nowell.

    Jamie: It’s so funny. He doesn’t really look like a Bradley. You’d expect a Bradley to look like a clean-cut preppy type.

    Me: I’ve never seen a picture of him, but I imagine him to have a very boyish look.

    Jamie: He’s got jeans on and this chunky leather belt thing. He also has this very soft, almost tissue style t-shirts on. Really soft. Like a baby yellow color. Erik and him are gonna go jam.

    Me: Oh, good. Bye Erik. I love you. Thanks so much for you’re time, Bradley.

    This is one of my favorite Sublime songs:

    Bradley, his son, Jakob, and Lou Dog are so precious!

    Dogs are a Man's Best Friend

    Dogs are a Man’s Best Friend

    Nowell, Jakob, Lou Dog, Louie

    Bradley Nowell Kicks Back with Lou and his Baby Jakob

  • January20th2015


    I’m sorry that their was no post yesterday. I thought I’d take the holiday off. I hope you all took the time to feel thankful for the great Martin Luther King, Jr. He did so much for so many, and I look forward to interviewing him.

    Today’s post is about suffering. It’s very relevant given how MLK has helped us alleviate the suffering of so many.

    We all suffer in some measure of our life. That’s what the human experience is about, at least somewhat: To let go of the pain it causes and embrace the lessons it offers to make us the best version of ourselves. Tomorrow, Erik will share solutions for our suffering. Pretty dang important!

    Me: So what is the spiritual root behind all suffering? Is it attachment? Is it resistance? Sometimes I think resistance plays a big part.

    Erik: Yes, attachment is behind it all like the need to play the victim so that you can get attention and sympathy or the attachment of being right so your ego has that “I’m right” identity, the attachment to expectations which are sometimes dashed—a lot! (He rolls his eyes.)

    Me: So attachment is the root. What about resistance? How does that come into play?

    Erik: It’s the resistance to detaching to the shit that doesn’t serve you and that keeps you in the past instead of the Now. Resistance sometimes can be confused with maintaining boundaries, so I don’t want it to seem like all resistance is bad. Can we say, “stubbornness” instead?

    Me: Sure.

    Erik: Resistance can be done consciously like you’re totally awake. “I fucking refuse to do that shit!” It might be for a really great reason, but stubbornness is something you can do on a conscious level, but for all the wrong reasons. We’re getting into semantics here, though. “I refuse to help you because blah, blah, blah,” and everyone around you is like, “Wow. That’s really weird.”

    Me: And resistance can be positive like, “I refuse to let you into my house to slay my children!”

    Erik: Yeah, yeah. Stubbornness is ego-driven. It’s the driver.

    Me: It’s like permanently being in toddlerhood.

    Erik claps his hands and laughs.

    Erik: That should be in bold words. There’s a t-shirt right there, Mom.

    Me: So, to sum it up, the root of all suffering is stubbornly hanging onto something that doesn’t serve you.

    Erik: Yes, whether it’s a belief, a past experience, an assumption, a need to be right or superior, a role and lots of other things.

    The Root of Suffering, Martin Luther King Jr, Channeling Erik

    This is a short one, I know. I promise tomorrow’s will be longer!


  • January6th2015


    Enjoy Part Two of the Abraham Lincoln interview! 

    Me: How about another question, Erik?

    Erik: But that was a good one, man. That’s like his total legacy, having his face on the penny.

    Me: That’s true. Well if we get rid of that, he’s going to have to have his face on another. The gold doubloon. Okay, go for another question, Erik.

    Jamie (shocked): What made you say that?

    Me: The gold doubloon?

    Jamie: Yeah!

    Me: I don’t know. It just popped into my head.

    Jamie: Well that’s what he went off on, and I told him, ‘come on, come on, let’s straighten up.’ But that’s not something that you’d [commonly] say.

    Me: I know!

    Jamie: I can’t even pronounce it.

    Me: Well I can barely, too, as you may have noticed. Wow, we’re on the same page, Abe! That’s cool!

    Jamie: Yeah that’s cool.

    Me: All right. Erik, watcha got? Not in your pocket but in your brain.

    Erik: Empty. My pockets are more full than my brain.

    Me: Oh god.

    Erik: Abe, if there is—

    Jamie: I can’t believe he calls him Abe.

    Erik: Abe, if there is one thing that you could leave for every, every, everyone to know, you know, just some words of wisdom, what would you drop down right now?

    Jamie chuckles.

    Erik: What would you say?

    Jamie: He had his hands in his laps, and he kind of puts them on the table. One is over the other, which is very nice.

    Abe: That is a very powerful question. I’d very much like to be president in this day and age seeing how [powerful and open] media is. I know it can work both ways.

    Me: Yeah.

    Abe: But I would like every American citizen, even those who are living with us that do not have citizenship, to know the value of loving thy neighbor. I believe that as your media grew and your focus on money grew, status became more important and friendships became secondary. It is—

    Jamie: I don’t know that word. Sorry.

    Abe changes the word.

    Abe: It is nice to see how people protect their families, but I would also like to see them protecting their neighbors.

    Me: We’ve become so insulated from them.

    Abe: By wall, yards and fences. But they’re just steps away, and it would be wonderful to love them as much as you love yourself. The world would change overnight.

    Me: Yeah.

    (Poignant pause)

    Me: What was your spiritual mission, Mr. Lincoln, and do you feel like you accomplished it?

    Abe (According to Jamie, sweeping his hand to the side, in front of him): Do you mean the spiritual lesson that all could see or the one I held for myself?

    Me: Oh, both!

    Erik: You heard the woman, both!

    Me: Erik, you’re something else, my boy.

    Erik: Oh, Abe loves it, Mom. He loves it. Are you kidding?

    Abe: The spiritual lesson for all to see was my self-sacrifice knowing that my life, though greater in influence than most, was not to be protected as something valuable. It was to be seen as one of many [lives.] I do feel like I succeeded greatly in that and not hide from my fears, but instead, to walk forward. The personal one that I held close to my chest? That was to understand self-gratitude and self-love. It was difficult for me to look inward though it was easy to see just my reactions to what I put out into the world. I tended to focus heavily on that instead of who I was. My contract with my wife was valuable in that she was the one who helped me see what I had deep inside of myself.

    Me: Okay. Last question. Any final messages for humanity?

    Erik: I busted my chops, Mom. I asked that first.

    Me: Okay, ask another one then.

    Erik (to Abe): Do you like cats?

    Jamie: My cat is all over me.

    Abe: I do like cats. I like animals.

    Me: That’s a good note to end off on. Thank you, Mr. Lincoln. Thank you, Erik. Thank you, Jamie.

  • January2nd2015

    I’m pleased to announce Jamie’s event scheduled for January 14th at 6:00 PM EST. It’s entitled New Year, New Root Chakra. As many of you know, the last two events were plagued with audio problems, but Jamie has spoken with the president of the company providing the webinar service, and he assures her that it will be fixed. Here’s a description and the link to register:

    Register HERE

    I’m embarrassed to say that I already interviewed Lincoln back in 2012! The old mind is slipping! If you want to read that as well, I interviewed two notable figures for this session do I wasn’t able to ask as many questions. So, consider this the abridged version.

    Me: We can’t seem to get these notable figures in to a session without Erik. He probably pesters them into it. Today, we’re interviewing no other than President Abraham Lincoln. Erik, go fetch.

    Jamie: Erik asks if it’s okay to bring his wife.

    Me: Sure! Mary Todd, you are welcome.

    Jamie: Okay. Everyone’s here. I’m afraid to look up. Is that weird? I’m afraid to look up, but I know that he’s here.

    Me: Well he’s pretty tall so it might be hard to look up that high. Welcome Mr. Lincoln.

    Jamie: He’s sitting.

    Me: We’re going to ask you a few questions, if that’s all right.

    Abe: Yes.

    Me: Okay, Erik, start off.

    Jamie (laughing): Um, Erik is first saying, “hello.”

    Me: Oh, yeah. Hi Erik!

    Jamie: He’s saying, “hello” to you first, and then he’s saying, “hello” to Abe. He’s not even calling him Mr. President Lincoln, nothing like that. He’s very causal. He’s like, “Hey Abe.” I guess I’ll address him as President Lincoln, and he’s laughing at that. He says he finds it very joyful. He does show up in the way that we know him—a long black jacket—it looks kind of silky. It’s not heavy. It’s not wool-like. He has a tie. (Laughing) I don’t know what it’s called. They’re laughing!

    Me: A bowtie?

    Jamie: No. A cravat. It’s thin, black and it’s tied around his neck. Erik is immediately pushing the envelope. He’s joking with Abe about handshakes. He’s slapping his had around like it’s a special handshake, and Abe is laughing.

    Abe: It’s good to be invited to a session like this.

    Jamie: Oh, he has a nice, deep, slow voice.

    Erik (to Abe): How was it for you—

    Jamie (uncomfortable): God you’re so blunt.

    Erik: How was it for you to be murdered? How did it feel when you left your body and you realized somebody else did it to you? Did it piss you off?

    Jamie: His wife is standing behind him.

    Abe: That’s an unusual question, and I would like to handle it with attention. I was well aware that someone was pursuing me, and I knew that my death was imminent. I was warned not to go to the theater or to be in the public, but I chose, as many others in my position of power, to not live in fear. I walked proudly out into the public to show others to not fear their destiny as well. I was unaware that it would happen that evening for certain. There had been several other times that the threat of my death was told to me, even in my dreams.


    Jamie: Oh my god. I stopped talking! Sorry. I was just into listening because Abe is, um, he changed his tone of voice. It’s a little more—you can’t make it more slow. He’s a deliberate talker, but he became more personal with Erik and started sharing with him that he was a man who had premonitions.

    Abe: I knew of things to come because of my dreams and that I was told, and I listened to them. They felt extremely real and I saw nothing—

    Jamie (stumbling on a word that starts with a D): I don’t know that word.

    Erik: Wrong. He saw nothing wrong with it, Jamie!

    I think he said “disparate.”

    Abe: I saw nothing wrong with giving credit to his premonitions, and although I had one that night, I still chose not to live in fear. I felt that that was the right choice. When I felt myself being shot, I knew, at that moment, that the country would change because of what had happened. I felt that I left the right people in charge. I prepared my cabinet for my death because there had been so many threats. I don’t hold anger for the young man who shot me. His life played out as it needed to be, but I do feel that my death was valued more because it was taken and it wasn’t lost to old age or disease. (To Erik) Son, if you’re asking me if I have regrets, I do not.

    Me: Do you think you would have done anything differently during the Civil War?

    Abe: I’m not a man who prides himself on being at war. Looking back, I could have been more aggressive in stopping the war. I do not take pride in the fact that lives were lost. That brings me no satisfaction on either side. This particular war was very unique because it was a very personal war. It was not about money. It was not about conquering. It was about civil rights. It was a war in every man’s heart.

    Jamie (tearing up): I’m actually a little verklemped.

    She laughs.

    Me: Aw.

    Jamie: Erik’s patting me. The visuals that come with it, he has such pride in being the president and helping people find themselves.

    Abe: So, in a way, it got away from me, from my direct delegation and became a very personal war for me. I feel like I managed it the best way at the time, but I could have been more aggressive.

    Me: Okay. Erik, go for it. Your turn.

    Jamie (covering her face in embarrassment): Leave it to him. He just asked President Lincoln if he wore boxers or briefs.

    Me: Oh! Well, what’s the answer to that?

    Abe: Briefs.

    Me: Do another question, Erik!

    Jamie: Erik is pulling from some of the questions you sometimes ask.

    Erik: What life, in another incarnation, played most for you?

    I think he means what influenced his life as President Lincoln.

    Jamie: My cat is sitting on the table looking at Abe!

    Me: Aw, amazing. Cats are very sensitive [to energy.]

    Jamie: Right in front of the empty seat sitting there looking.

    I chuckle.

    Jamie: Now Erik’s messing with him. That’s my new kitten.

    Me (in a sappy tone): Aww!

    Jamie: That was so neat.

    Me: Kitty!

    Jamie: Okay, Abe understands the question. It’s about another life and what parallels with this last one. He’s showing me—he’s such a gentle man.


    Jamie: I’m telling him he needs to talk to me now, not just show me pictures. He’s showing me a picture where he’s a man. He’s human. He’s a boy. (Laughing) He’s a boy, but I swear he’s dressed like a girl! He’s got ringlets and he’s got a dress on, but he assures me that he’s a boy. He’s being carried and he’s not allowed to play. He’s being attended to too much. He’s being kept away from others because he needs to be well-mannered and kept clean for the level of wealth that he had.

    Abe: Most of my life was that way. I lived in wealth and was never allowed to mix with poverty or the middle class or to even understand relationships and how to help others. That life didn’t sit well with me. It did not feel good. I did not like my status. I was called inconsiderate and ungrateful because I didn’t enjoy the status I had.

    Me: How is that tied to this past life as President Lincoln?

    Abe: Because despite the power that I attained, it didn’t put me in a specific social status, I still walked among the poor and understood them. In fact, I enjoyed their company more than with those with wealth. They found a true connection with relationships and they found value in honesty in the fact that money tends to water down the words of the wealthy.

    Me: You, looking like a girl, did that have anything to do with your questionable sexual orientation?

    Abe: That life didn’t parallel in that subject as much as others. It was just the style or fashion and the showmanship of money.

    Me: Well, what about your sexual orientation?

    Jamie: In the life he led as Abraham Lincoln?

    Me: Mm hm.

    Abe: I found it difficult to have intimate relationships. I would not agree that I was attracted to one sex over another, but I would say that I was attracted to all of it so it scared me.

    Jamie: Erik’s busting him up.

    Erik: What do you mean, “all of it?” Do you mean boys and girls?

    Jamie and I chuckle.

    Abe: Yes. So I became more reserved.

    Jamie: His wife is patting him on the shoulder.

    Me: Aw.

    Abe: Life is difficult enough so I chose to not let that be the worst part of it. As you can tell, my physical appearance, maybe that was the worst of it.

    Me: Aw. You were handsome inside. Okay, Erik. You’re next.

    Erik: What is your most favorite (bad grammar!) thing in Home or to do after your passing?

    Me: Oh, good one!

    Jamie: President Lincoln doesn’t even pause.

    Abe: I take a lot of joy in being on a lot of councils to help the world find the peace that it deserves.

    Me: Well, what do you think about the state of humanity now?

    Abe: I believe that it still suffers but not to the degree that it did before. We had masses of people in shackles in my day. Now the majority is free, and we only have small territories where you have that same line of thinking. Soon, these territories will be consumed by others and dispersed, and we’ll end up with tribes who have the old ways of thinking instead of territories. Then it will be easier to understand the tribes and respect them and believe them instead of trying the old ways of conquering. I feel hopeful for humanity today.

    Me: Well what do you think about all that’s going on with the conflicts between the police and African Americans? There’s been a lot of that going on lately. Is there a reason for that?

    Pause while Jamie chuckles and nods her head.

    Jamie: Sorry, he was giving me a bunch of images so we’re backing up. He’s comparing it to the second child.

    Abe: When you have your family and you raise your first child, and they become more mature at 5, 6, 7, the second child comes along and the first child becomes more infantile to receive attention. I see this in the pattern of racism in the United States. It became mature, and then something else came along.

    Erik: Come on. What’s the other thing? You can’t trump that.

    Abe: The right to love. I want to look at two strong humanitarian needs that are being presented at the doorstep of the United States of America and that would be the right to love whomever you desire, the right to marry, and the right to heal oneself in the way they see fit. So this is a struggle against power and control over the people. The last success was [civil rights], and this where being infantile again comes in to take away the attention of the control and the need to have power over the first child because the first child is acting out.

    Me: So who’s the infantile one, the police or the African Americans? The government or the African Americans?

    Abe: It’s the government, the police.

    Me: All right, so they —

    So I guess the first child is the advances in civil rights decades ago.

    Abe: Now it’s being challenged again because people want healing, they’re right to love and so they’re feeling like they need to take away something they’ve already earned to show them, but there is a greater power over them. This rage will die down much like the inflammation of a wound, and it won’t be the issue that it’s recently become. Then the true focus will go back to the source of healing and the source of being able to love whomever we desire.

    Me: Okay. Erik, what do you have in your pocket? Next question.

    Erik: I got a penny in my pocket. Abe, what do you think about that penny?

    Jamie and I both laugh.

    Me: That is so random!

    Abe: I’m very proud to have my face on the penny.

    Me, getting the connection: That’s right!

    Abe: Though I don’t see it as being as useful as it once was. I wish the government would save money by pulling the penny off the shelf and not manufacturing it anymore. Then they can put that money into bringing down the debt.

    Jamie (laughing): Oh, he’s talking about some other things.

    Clearly, she doesn’t want to share them.

    Erik (With a face that suggests that he just heard a crazy person make a statement): Um oo okay.

    Here’s the link for the first Lincoln interview: Click HERE.

    Abraham Lincoln channeled on Channeling Erik

  • December11th2014


    As with all Tuesdays and Thursdays, this is a “Best of Erik.” I post this because I was thinking about M.J. off and on yesterday and how sad it was to see him destroyed by the public.

    Me: Why do we slaughter the unicorns? Why do we destroy people like Michael Jackson and, well, all the sweetest, kindest people? We just destroy them. What’s that all about? I mean, I’m not saying we should take away responsibility from each individual soul; I don’t want to do that, but what is it about our human race that makes us want to do that, collectively?

    Erik: Well, two things there. Number one, often we don’t understand kindness without meanness. If a person is purely kind, purely giving, we’re already programmed to believe there are strings attached.

    Me: I know!

    Erik: That whole innocent soul is completely jaded for every person that walks on earth. They’ll always keep their eyes open for an ulterior motive and mistrust. And, what drives that—it’s not the collective—it’s the media.

    Me: Oh god, yes.

    Erik: Yeah, and the media does it as a marketing scam for you to pay attention, for you to be addicted to their newscast, to find out what’s the latest thing, how to protect yourself, how to stay on top of the thieves. And most of the fucking time, they’re teaching the thieves how to be better. That’s what just grabs me.

    Me: Oh, I don’t like the media lately. Seems no one reports things without going through a filter of their own personal agenda. But, you know, I guess we wouldn’t have seen that halo around Michael Jackson if it had not been for the nastiness he endured from the media. For me, it sort of highlighted his angelic qualities.

    Erik: That’s true!

    Me: So, do we do this for a reason—a spiritual reason? Is there something in all this that will help humanity grow?

    Erik: Mom, anything is going to help humanity grow. Unfortunately, sometimes it takes a rougher path, a harder path because of the way it’s presented. If we could just get down to the bottom of things and tell the truth, expose it—even when you say the word, “truth,” people doubt the word. It automatically conjures up feelings of doubt and mistrust.

    Me: Yeah.

    Erik: You know, we’re so mistrusting as a whole. This is what the whole big gaping wound is.

    Me (solemnly): Yeah.

    Erik: It’s not just a surface scrape. This deep wound of mistrust is the biggest pain and suffering that we are going to go through as the earth changes. As it goes through devastations, we can’t trust the media. Take Japan; they can report exactly what the earthquake did and what’s happening, but they will not report everything going on with the nuclear plant.

    Me: Hmm.

    Erik: They’re afraid to disappoint their country.

    Me: Yeah, because they want to remain in power, I suppose.

    Erik: Yes.

    Me: Yeah, um. (pause) God, I had a thought a second ago, and now I can’t remember it!

    Erik (chuckling): That’s what old age does to you, Mom!

    Me (teasing): Oh hush your mouth!

    Jamie giggles.

    Me: You bad boy! You’re grounded!

    Erik and Jamie both laugh.

    Me: So, I guess this whole universal lack of trust is a huge obstacle to our spiritual awakening or The Shift. We can’t embrace everyone, or anyone for that matter, unless we have that foundation of trust.

    Erik: Exactly, Mom. You get it!

    Me: Yeah, another point for little ol’ Teflon brain. But seriously, we need to learn how to have faith in the good intentions of others, but it’s hard sometimes, because some people don’t have our best interests at heart.

    Erik: That’s why things are going to be polarized. The trusting and loving on one side, uh, in one dimension, and the mistrustful and fearful in another dimension.

    Me: Hmm. Split decision, huh?

    Erik (chuckling): Yeah. Like a boxing match.

  • December5th2014


    I have another quick poll for you guys. As you know, I post Monday through Friday, and I was thinking that this might be information overload for you all. I’m sure it’s hard to take the time to read them daily. How many days a week do you want to read posts on the blog?

    I’m still waiting a few more days for the results of yesterday’s poll. Meanwhile, let’s enjoy this one. Be sure to share it with your Facebook buddies!

    Me: Henry Fonda. Do you wanna get him, Erik?

    Jamie: Jane Fonda’s Father?

    Me: Yeah. Her daddy. Want to make it our last one today, Erik?

    Jamie (to Erik): Do it; do it, do it, Erik. Go!

    (Long pause)

    Jamie: Here’s where we need our music. (She hums the Jeopardy tune.)

    Me: Yeah or cricket sounds!

    We both chuckle.

    Jamie: Hi. It is Mr. Henry Fonda.

    Me: Hi Mr. Fonda. Thanks for agreeing to be interviewed.

    Henry: Well thank you.

    Me: Thanks for bringing him, Erik.

    Jamie: He has very clean pronunciation. Clean voice.

    Me: All the people you’ve brought in today, Erik, have great voices. I suppose you know whey we’ve brought you here today, Mr. Fonda. I hope you do.

    Henry: Yes ma’am.

    Me: Sorry we don’t have the red carpet rolled out for you. We’re working on that.

    Jamie chuckles.

    Henry: It’s perfectly fine.

    Me: The first question we’d like to ask you is what do you think your spiritual mission was while you were here on the earthly plane as Henry Fonda?

    (Long pause)

    Jamie: He kind of jokes. It’s neat; he smiles when he talks and he was saying is the spiritual mission the same as the drive?

    Jamie laughs.

    Me (laughing): What?

    Jamie: Like, he says as long as he ever knew, he was great at acting. He was a ham. He loved people’s attention. He could play any role and go with it without fear.

    Henry: So, would that count as spiritual mission to be an actor or is that just my personal drive?

    Me: Well your spiritual mission is about life. It doesn’t have to be your acting roles. It can be anything in your personal life too.

    (I can’t believe I’m explaining stuff to Henry Fonda of all people.)

    Henry: Then I believe my spiritual mission was bringing my children into this world.

    Me: Okay. Now we’re getting somewhere! Now explain more. Why was that your spiritual mission?

    Henry: It broadsided me. In the age where I grew up, there was confusion and a lot of turmoil. Life was very much alive in every aspect, and I got to play roles, you know—everything. Although I loved encouraging myself to kind of step outside the boundaries and we always know—you get married, you have kids and I knew that was going to be my next step when I had kids. It broadsided me and made me realize who I needed to fight for. It made me realize who I needed to protect. I was a boy when I saw my first death.

    Talk about turning on a dime!

    Me: Oh gosh.

    Henry: It was the death of another boy. A young man. It was a racist act.

    How timely. I had no idea I was going to post this interview today. It was completely random like throwing a dart at a dart board There are no coincidences.

    Jamie: He doesn’t use the term black. He just says it was just a racist act, but he’s showing me it was an African American.

    Henry: I never understood the lengths that people could go to. My firstborn was a daughter. Seeing her, it terrified me in ways I didn’t know existed.

    Me: Aw.

    Henry: It reminded me of what I needed to do to teach her and protect her and then my other lovely children that followed.

    Me: Well, what were you here to learn? Were you here to protect, to love?

    Henry: I feel it was a true test to learn how to be myself. I was encouraged to change my words, my personality, my looks, my everything to get what I wanted or needed—that being companies, agents, society, family, and I just decided I won’t going to do that anymore. That is what I was here to learn, and having children started me on that path.

    Me: And as an actor, that must have been the environment that was most difficult to accomplish that test, that mission.


    Me: And you did it!

    Henry: Thank you.

    Me: What were you here to teach?

    Jamie: He cuts his eyes over to Erik and says, “ Did I teach anything?”

    Henry: Honesty. Honesty.

    Me: And did you accomplish that too?

    Henry: I accomplished honesty, and my children will tell you they probably didn’t like it so much.

    Me: It would appear that you accomplished everything you came here to do.

    Henry: It would appear that way.

    Me: Okay, and did it? Appearances aren’t necessarily reality.

    Henry: I never could just sit still with what I was meant to do. I was always looking out for something more or the next thing. I had a really hard time finishing things—finishing things that I started, that kind of thing. I would just move on. If I was always looking for the next great thing, then I guess I would always never feel like I would achieve all that I wanted to.

    Me: You know, one of my favorite movies of yours was On Golden Pond. What was your favorite creation?

    Henry: That was the most powerful movie. It was my last hurrah. I have several favorites, but my real love was Broadway.

    Me: Really?

    Henry: I loved the live audience, the immediate feedback, the heat of the lights, the applause, and yes, the boos.

    Jamie and I laugh. I had no idea he acted on Broadway. Actually, other than watching a couple of his movies, I don’t know much about the man and his personal life.

    Henry: Oh yeah. I’ve heard boos.


    Henry: It was in the most treacherous times.

    Jamie: He really likes to talk about the ups and downs that he lived in—through the wars and the depression and so on.

    Me: I guess it gives him a lot of fodder for his acting.

    Jamie: He’s talking about a game of love and death. A game of life and death? The g-grapes—

    Me: The Grapes of Wrath.

    Henry: Yes.

    Me: Okay. What was the life that most influenced this last life as Henry Fonda?

    Jamie: He closes his eyes, puts his hands in his jacket pockets, because he’s wearing a jacket. A dress jacket. It’s a nice jacket.

    Jamie (to Henry): No, just tell me about it.

    (Long pause with unintelligible whispering from Jamie)

    Jamie: He’s showing me he’s an older woman. He’s in a rocking chair. A chair that moved. He is, or she is knitting something or putting something together, sewing, something happening in the lap. It’s a project of some sort. Her hair is unkempt. It doesn’t even look like the chair is on a porch. It’s weird because instead of being on the front porch like most chairs are, it’s on the back side of the house up underneath the porch tucked away. There’s this huge storm coming in.

    Henry: I remember at that moment I had lost my family. There was a war, and I had decided I was ready to die, but my body was still healthy. My wit was still there; my body was still strong. It angered me to no end because I could not commit suicide. So, I took to doing all my work outside hoping to catch a cold, hoping to have death just come my way. Just come.

    Me: Aw.

    Henry: And there was this bad storm that rolled in, and sure enough the house was struck with lightning, and it had a running point.

    I have no idea what that means, but…

    Henry: I wasn’t exactly hit, but the house was. It came down and crushed me. It took awhile for me to die in the storm, but I remember the rain hitting my face, my hair getting caught up around my ear and coming down. And in that moment it took so long to die, I was so happy to let go. Ah, so happy. It was such a beautiful moment for me, but if someone was watching, it would be devastating.

    Me: Oh, god, I bet.

    Henry: I’m mentioning this moment of death because it was loved and embraced, and I wanted to know if I could, in this lifetime, have this as well.

    Me: Loving and embracing—

    Henry: Death.

    Me: Do you mean the bad times or death literally. Are you using death as a metaphor for ugly times?

    Henry: No. Death literally, and after being shown death at a young age, abuse at a young age, I lost sight and became fearful of death again, and I think that’s why my children’s lives were so impactful to me because all of a sudden I had a different purpose.

    Me: I’m sure. That all makes such sense. Are you incarnated on the Earth now?

    Henry: Yes.

    Me: Yes? Where and as whom? Are you male or female?

    Henry: I’m a male back in the U.S. and within my family again.

    Me: Oh, how wonderful. Okay. Good. Do you have any messages or advice for humanity?


    Jamie: He just kind of smiles.

    Henry: I don’t know. I don’t really know what to say in general to everybody.

    Me: Well, do you want to say anything in general to your children? Would you like to do that instead?

    Henry (laughing): Oh, they’ve heard me talk enough.

    (Long pause)

    Henry: I would like to encourage people to—

    (Another long pause)

    Jamie: Erik’s talking to him. That’s why it’s kind of choppy. He’s coaching him like maybe’s there’s something he didn’t do that he wanted to do.

    Henry: I would like to encourage fathers to take the role of being a mother so that they do not miss the lives of their children. I didn’t mother mine enough because I was too involved in my work. We’re not born to work. We’re born to be families. I want people to know that.

    Me: Yeah. And did you do that, Henry, or do you think you wanted to do that and looked back and wished you had?

    Henry: I looked back and wished I had.

    Me: I see. Erik, do you have any questions for Mr. Fonda?

    Erik: Nah, I think we’ve tortured him enough.

    Jamie laughs.

    Me: Aw, poor guy. Well, thank you so much. What an illuminating interview this has been. I appreciate it.

    Henry: Thanks.

    Jamie: He’s waving goodbye and talking to Erik. They’re kind of doing that man hug thing.

    Me: Aw.

    Jamie: And, they’re gone.



  • November24th2014


    Yesterday wasn’t the best of days. I reflected on my situation, as all of us do from time to time, and my thoughts drifted towards what I do here on the blog. It’s very tough, because every minute that I work on it is a reminder that Erik is dead. Over and over I think, ‘He’s dead. He’s dead. He’s dead.’ Sure, he’s alive in a different way, but he’s not with me physically. Of course, every time I reflect on that fact, it brings my mind back to the events of that horrible day, the day he took his life. I go through the entire sequence: the call, the mad rush to get home, the race up the stairs, the smell of gunpowder, the graphic sights, the emergency crew zipping him up in a body bag and carrying him out, the sound of the crime cleanup crew ripping out his carpet, the sight of them carrying away the chair he was sitting in, and more. But this is my job now, one that I spend a small fortune on to continue. I am thankful, though, that I am able to communicate with Erik and that I have you as friends.

    I do have a request for you guys. If any of you know a notable person that might give me a short endorsement for my upcoming book, email me. ( There’s a free copy in it for you!

    Enough of that. Let’s hear the last part of the interview with Pavarotti. I found his description of his past life fascinating. 

    Me: Okay. Do you feel like you accomplished what you set out to do here?

    Luciano: I’m very happy with what I have done. I’m sure if I had stayed longer, I would have provided more help for more people.

    Jamie: He’s very proud of what he’s done.

    Me: I bet so. That’s a life that anybody should be proud of.

    Luciano: Yes.

    Me: What insights did you gain when you crossed over?

    (Long pause)

    Jamie (to Luciano): I bet if you slowed down a little bit I could repeat exactly what you say.


    Jamie: You know he’s not that tall.

    Me: He just looked larger than life.

    Jamie: Okay. I just took him off topic. What were we talking about?

    I repeat the question.

    Luciano: You have a very good quality in your voice.

    Me: Aww!

    Luciano: I learned that Heaven and Earth are not that far apart in location and distance and in the care of the soul.

    Me: What do you mean, “The care of the soul?”

    Luciano: In both places, we need to take care of the soul. On Earth, we get caught up on taking care of the body when the true secret is—and I would like to tell everyone this—the secret to life is to care for the soul. Then, the body will be happy.

    Me: Is that your ultimate message for humanity?

    Luciano (with his hand on his chest): I would love for that to be. I think it’s the secret of life. When we pay attention to the soul, then we can get to the root of what love is. Love is different for every person, and when you find love, you find the meaning of life. But the secret of life is to care for the soul, first.

    Me: Ah, Even your messages are very musical.

    Luciano: Thank you.

    Me: Can you share another life that most influenced your life as the one and only Pavarotti?


    Jamie (to herself): What is that?


    Jamie: That’s disturbing. He’s showing me an instant picture of… (To Luciano) Can you tell me the story as I explain the image? Can you talk about the image?

    Luciano: I can talk about anything now.

    Jamie: He’s a woman, blond hair, very thin. She’s probably in her 20s, younger woman. She’s living in the South of France. It’s very long ago, even before the migration of Christianity. I don’t know if that makes sense.

    Me: I’m no history buff, but okay.

    Jamie: What had happened in that life is the husband was killed, so the woman took on another mate. But this was not allowed, so she was seen as an adulteress and was not allowed to talk. There’s the leather piece that looks like it’s fashioned around the mouth and jaw to punish her. Of course, when that was on, she couldn’t eat, so she lost a lot of weight. When her punishment was served, she publically complained that there should have been no punishment, that love should be allowed. She stood up for herself in a time when you shouldn’t. You were supposed to just accept your penance and more on. Then they decided to sew her mouth shut. I see an image of her with very large stitches across her mouth, and her hands are tied so she couldn’t remove them. Anyone who tried to help her would be punished as well, so she died of starvation.

    Me: Oh, how horrible.

    Jamie: It was about not being able to speak for what was right for her in that lifetime that ached—that’s his word—his heart. It “ached” him.

    Luciano: I would die a thousand times before having to experience that again.

    Jamie (to Luciano): Oh my god. Is that why you are such a little lover right now?

    Luciano: That, and having such a big voice.

    Me: And not exactly emaciated.

    Jamie: Oh my god. You’re right!

    Luciano: I had my food. I love food!

    Me: That explains your life as Pavarotti to a T!

    Jamie: That’s wild.

    Me: Erik, what about you? Do you have any questions for him?

    Erik: When can I get on your calendar for coaching sessions?

    Me: Yeah!

    Erik: Not to learn how to sing! I want to learn the language of Love!

    Jamie and I giggle.

    Me: Luciano, can you pencil him in?

    Luciano: Absolutely. We’re meeting afterwards.

    Me: That’s so funny! Well, thank you, Luciano. I appreciate this.

    Pavarotti makes a shallow bow.

    Me: Thanks for coming to woo us.

    Jamie: His hand is up, and when I say up, I mean just above his head like he’s addressing an audience of a million. He has to be very grand about it. “Thank you. Thank you!”

    Jamie rattles off mumbo jumbo mimicking a string of Italian following the word, “Ciao.”

    Erik and Luciano give each other a handshake, a pat on the shoulder and a demi-hug.

    Jamie (chuckling): You know, that shoulder-to-shoulder hug?

    Me: Demi-hug. Such a guy thing.

    Erik: I don’t think I could have gotten my arms around him!

    Jamie: Oh gosh, Erik! Whatever!


  • November21st2014


    Although I don’t listen to opera that much now, there was a time when I was younger that it was a part of my daily ritual. La Boheme and fresh pasta. Tosca and fresh pasta. Carmen and fresh pasta. (We bought a pasta machine around that time. Man, did it get a workout. I’m so sick of pasta now that I don’t care if I never see a strand of spaghetti again.) Judging by his size, Pavarotti never lost his linguini love. Enjoy Part One of the big guy. Part Two will be coming next Friday.

    Jamie: Big guy. Big guy here.

    Me: Yes, he was big.

    Jamie: He’s the—

    Me: Opera dude. Amazing voice.

    Jamie: He’s got a beard and a larger forehead.

    Me: That’s him. Luciano, how are you?


    Jamie (to Luciano): Oh, speak English!

    I chuckle.

    Jamie (laughing hard): C’mon! I know you speak English!


    Jamie: The way he speaks is, um. (To Luciano) Excuse me; am I going to be rude if I say this?

    Luciano: Please, go ahead.

    Jamie: The way he talks to you is like he’s about to slide his hand inside your shirt and cup your breast and give you a kiss.

    We both giggle.

    Jamie: His voice is incredible. It’s very full.

    Me: Yes.

    Jamie: So, it’s very wooing, like, “It won’t matter if I just cup you and hold you and caress you,” but it’s not aggressive or rude.

    Me: You’re describing his voice perfectly! Very seductive.

    Erik (leaning in): I can learn a lot from this guy.

    Jamie and I laugh.

    Jamie (to Erik): First of all, you’d have to change your voice.

    Luciano: My love, where are we going in this interview?

    Interview? Oh, yeah.

    Me: First of all, I want to tell you how much I love your voice. Rune and I have listened to your music many times in the past.

    Luciano (placing his hand on his chest): Thank you.

    Me: What was your spiritual mission this past lifetime?

    Jamie (chuckling): He’s just talking away. I totally missed it, so I asked him to start again! He’s very round and firm. He’s not one of those fat people who wiggle when they talk. Solid, big, stocky.

    Luciano: In my lifetime, my spiritual mission was to be with inside myself and follow my heart. Everyone must know that their heart and their dreams are different. Dreams sustain us and keep us moving forward, but the heart tells us where to step. As a child—

    Jamie: He talks with his hands. His arms are just flying.

    Luciano: As a child, I had great dreams of playing sports, but my heart kept moving me towards music and harmony and variations of songs, bars—

    This technical musical term confuses Jamie.

    Jamie (to Luciano): Can you say it another way?

    Jamie laughs.

    Jamie: I don’t know what he called me, but it sounded very sweet! “Oh my little, bu-bu-bu,” whatever that word was! He patted me on the shoulder. He’s very touchy!

    Me: Italians, you know.

    Jamie (to Luciano): Oh, are you Italian? Of course you are!

    Luciano: I could take a short song and change it in so many different ways. So I had to learn how to follow what was inside me and not my dreams.

    Me: So that was what you were here to learn, then?

    Luciano: Yes. (Cupping his fingers together and putting the left hand on top, then the right and so on) That was the mission and the learning go hand in hand for me.

    Me: Were you here to teach anything?


    Jamie (frustrated): The way he goes with it. I don’t know why I’m getting lost. I’m just going to do this in “Jamie words.”

    Me: Yeah. Yeah. Go ahead.

    Jamie: Because he’s cruising.

    Me: Oh my god.

    Jamie: He was saying that he was teaching those who came across his path that everybody has a purpose whether they see it in a grand way like the public eye or the political eye or if it’s very small like the design of a product or being a mother or a father. He always encouraged people to do exactly what they saw fit for themselves. In his life, he didn’t make a lot of sacrifices. The family that he chose to be in supported what his spiritual mission and lesson was. So he didn’t have a lot of fighting to do. He didn’t have to struggle, so the way that he taught people is to let them know that there didn’t need to be a fight or struggle. He was very happy to move with ease. He says it’s very important to stay completely honest with your own heart no matter what everyone else is pointing you toward, no matter what everyone else is telling you.

    Luciano: That’s very, very important.

    Here’s a YouTube that shows off his masterful voice.

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