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  • January20th


    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!


  • January6th


    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.

  • January2nd

    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

  • December11th


    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.

  • December5th


    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.



  • November24th


    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!


  • November21st


    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.

  • November13th


    When I was young, I was always fascinated by and enamored with Grace Kelly. She was so elegant, eloquent and beautiful inside and out. As you will see, she still is.

    Erik: Who’s next?

    Me: Oh, okay. You’re eager!

    Jamie: He’s our “go to boy.”

    Me: I guess so! Well, let me give you a choice here, Sweetie. Grace Kelly, Ray Charles or Michael Landon.

    Erik: Mom, don’t you think it’s kinda nice that we do similar people?

    Me: Oh, yeah, we can do that. Sure!

    Erik: So today, we have to stick to female.

    Jamie: And he’s…gone.

    Me: Okay.

    Jamie: So, I guess he’s getting, um, you mentioned—

    Me: Grace Kelly?

    Jamie: Who were the other ones?

    Me: Well, they were guys, so…

    Jamie: Wasn’t she the actress who turned into the princess or something?

    Me: Yes! The Princess of Monaco.

    Jamie: She can—oh, she’s here.

    Me: Okay.

    Jamie (to Grace): Is it you? Grace Kelly?


    Jamie: Does she have a proper name?

    Me: I don’t know! I think that’s her birth name, but don’t hold me to it!

    Erik: She says you don’t have to call her by her proper name like “Princess Grace” or anything. That’s what she means.

    Me: Okay. Well, what would you like us to call you, Mrs. Kelly?

    Princess Grace: I’m fine with that, although I was known as Princess Grace.

    Me: Well, I’ll call you that. It seems more respectful! Is it all right if we begin our little interview?

    Princess Grace: Yes. That would be lovely.

    Jamie: She speaks English.

    Me: Oh, yeah.

    Jamie: She is English?

    Me: Well, she’s American, but if I recall, she has just the tiniest hint of an accent that could make you wonder about whether she was British, yeah.

    Jamie: No, I’m not talking about that. I’m talking about American English.

    Me: Oh, okay. Well, the first question is this: What was your spiritual mission while you were here on the earthly plane?

    (Long pause)

    Jamie: Okay, okay. She’s really wordy so I’m just going to have her back up and talk me through.

    Me: Okay.

    Princess Grace: Are you with me?

    Jamie (giggling): Yes, I’m on the same page!

    Princess Grace: My spiritual mission in that life was to be a role to many, especially to woman of that era in time. This was important to me, even as a child I knew I was destined for some kind of greatness, and I knew I would never let it go to my head.

    Me: Were you here to learn anything?

    Princess Grace: Everything! To learn to say yes. A lot of examples that were around me in my life from my family to my career to my love life would have all pointed to no—to react with caution. Many people said I was blessed with luck, that whatever I was around was blessed, but truly it was just the awareness to say yes and not to be afraid—to live life in an awake state and to choose each day to be happy. Maybe this is why so many people found me so adoring or that I was a role model. By any means it was just an awake conscious state.

    How ironic that this awake state, this throwing caution to the wind resulted in her death. A preordained exit point? Probably. I bet she accomplished all she set out to do. Let’s continue and find out.

    Me: Were you here to teach anything?

    Princess Grace: I don’t truly believe that I was placed on Earth for any one magnificent reason though—


    Jamie (sheepishly): I got lost again.

    I laugh.

    Jamie to Mrs. Kelly): Please repeat.

    Jamie (to me): She’s a really calm speaker, but then she kind of quickly goes through it. There are not a lot of pauses with her; she knows exactly what she wants to say.


    Jamie (giggling): And now I’ve forgotten the question! I’m so sorry.

    Me (laughing): What were you here to teach?

    Princess Grace: I was here to meet my husband and to teach the story of my life—to be who you desire to be, and only accept what you want. This is what I would like to leave.

    Me: Okay.

    Princess Grace: The message for others: Only accept into your life what you want. Please do not—

    Jamie (to Mrs. Kelly): Oh, that’s so wordy. Can you rephrase it? Do not accept people or things into your life that your feel will get you ahead.

    (Long pause)

    Jamie (frustrated): Ah, shit. I’m going rogue.

    Me: Yeah, just go rogue if you have to.

    Jamie (giggling): These are going to be my words of her. I know what she’s saying, and she says it well, but it’s really, really wordy.

    Me: Just feel free to paraphrase everything then.

    Jamie: I try to do everything word for word, but in her case it’s just too hard. Basically, she’s saying don’t say yes to everything. If you don’t want it, don’t accept it. Don’t accept it because later on it might get you where you think you want to be, you know, even though you don’t want it in that moment. Only allow what you want into your life at that time.

    Me: Okay. Do you think you accomplished most of what you came here to do?

    Princess Grace: Yes.

    Me: Good! Did you gain any insights when you crossed over?

    Princess Grace: My insight was—

    Jamie (giggling): I swear she’s really a delightful woman, I promise you—

    Me: Oh, yeah!

    Jamie: But what is it? I’m gonna paraphrase again. She found that a lot of what she lived her life for, you know, for others, and kind of the bigger cause and smiling and enjoying life—she never took enough time just for herself.

    Me: I can imagine.

    Jamie: Just for her. It was a pleasure for her to be with other people and to include them in her journey, but in the end, when she looked back, she realized that she missed that opportunity.

    Me: Yep. I know how she feels. Is there a life you can share that most influenced your one as Princess Grace?

    Princess Grace: Oh, dear! Even when I was living, I would have this dream, this repetitive dream. It was—

    Jamie (to Mrs. Kelly): Were you a boy?


    Jamie: She’s a little boy in the dream, and he is watching his feet as he’s running down a cobblestoned street. His feet, they look like they’re wearing Mary Jane’s.

    Me: Okay.

    Jamie: So, I don’t know if little boys wore those Mary Jane style shoes.

    Me: I think they did in the olden days.

    Jamie: He looks like four years old maybe, and it’s the feet he, oops, I mean he hears running and running. Then all he sees is the horse.

    Me: Okay. So what happened? Did he get killed by a horse? Trampled by a horse?

    Princess Grace: I didn’t die, but yes, I did get run over by a horse. It was the same thought she was having by watching my feet that even though she was so little, she sounded like a horse. Ba dump, ba dump, ba dump. Those little shoes on the cobblestones. I came around a building on a sloping cobblestoned hill, and this horse came by and stepped on me. I was very, very sick for a long time. That one event made me believe, as that little boy, that what I thought would and must come true. I sounded like a horse; I got trampled by one. So I lived a life in fear of my own thoughts, my own little thoughts and how they could come true.

    Me: And how did that influence your life as Princess Grace?

    Princess Grace: I wanted to have a life where whatever I thought of or dreamed of or set a goal for would come true, and not to be afraid of the power of manifestation.

    Jamie: Wow.

    Me: Ditto. Erik, so you have any questions for Princess Grace?

    Erik: Nope.

    Jamie: He thought about it though!

    Jamie and I laugh.

    Jamie: He’s behaving!

    Me: Wonders never cease. There’s always a first time! Well, thank you Princess Grace; we really appreciate it.

    Princess Grace: Thank you.

    Enjoy two of the six part interview series with Grace Kelly on 20/20 just prior to her death.

  • October31st


    One of the reasons I chose my youngest son, Lukas’s name is because of the movie “Cool Hand Luke.” I fell in love with those gorgeous blue eyes! I wish I hadn’t made this interview so short. Having over 400 celebrities on the list makes me feel the need to rush. I don’t know if I’ll get through all of them in my lifetime! Nevertheless, I hope you enjoy what he has to say as much as I did.

    Channeling Paul Newman on Channeling Erik

    Me: Erik, can you get Paul Newman or Bob Hope?

    Jamie (whispering excitedly): Oh, get Paul Newman, Erik!

    (Pause as Erik disappears to get one of them.)

    Jamie: Didn’t they call him “Baby Blue Eyes” Or something?

    Me: Probably. He had the most amazing eyes, and he was just a really nice human being.

    Jamie: His face, young, old, I don’t care; he kept the most handsome face.

    Me: I know! Just the way it was chiseled.

    Erik returns with Paul Newman.

    Jamie (giggling like a little school girl): Thank you, Erik!

    Me: Aw, he obeyed you!

    Jamie giggles excitedly for several seconds.

    Me: Hello Mr. Newman.

    Paul: Hello girls.

    Me: We were just bragging about you.

    Paul: Thank you so much for whatever it is. I’m sure it was up to par.

    Jamie: He’s suggesting we are very clean-mouthed people.

    Me: Of course we are. We just have little crushes on you, that’s all, like millions of other ladies. Do you mind if I ask you some questions?

    Paul: Please do.

    Jamie: He kind of holds his hands in front of his hips. He’s got a jacket on. He just looks so sharp. He’s got on jeans and a dress blazer and a white Polo shirt. The blazer is navy blue.

    Me: Okay. The first question is: What was your spiritual mission while you were here on the earthly plane?

    Jamie (laughing): I so didn’t hear that because he was teasing me that I didn’t clearly describe the shoes he was wearing. He’s making fun of me! He has a tan leather shoes. I’d actually say they’re brown like the color of mahogany. I’m sorry. Ask your question. I’ll straighten up.

    Me (chuckling): Are you happy now, Paul?

    Paul (laughing): Yes.

    I repeat the question.

    Paul: (glancing up, then glancing back at Jamie): It would have to be to bring communities together.

    Jamie: He had a little pause. He’s talking about his spiritual mission was also to teach that and for people to pay attention.

    Paul: Yes. Just pay attention to how we’re living and why we’re living that way. As I got older, all my interests in my life had taken me all over the world. My family was pretty much from all over the world. We had a lot of background feeding into our family—different cultures—and growing up in the American culture, I didn’t realize how gluttonous we are. When I began to travel, I realized that far off the charts from where we came from that I felt it was my need to start teaching how we can run businesses properly to save our environment and save the world.

    Me: Yeah. Were you here to learn anything?

    (Long pause as Jamie listens):

    Jamie: He rubs one hand over his jawline and his chin.

    Paul: I chose to learn from every person I came in contact with. If it was an overall perspective of what I was to learn, it would definitely be how to be accepting of people.

    Me: And do you think you accomplished all that?

    Jamie: There’s that winning smile. He said yes.

    Me: Oh, good. When you talk about accepting people, are you talking about anything in particular? Could you clarify that for us? Are you talking about accepting different races or creeds or religions or just people in general?

    Paul: I think growing up in America having so many backgrounds around me and serving in the military, the need to identify and separate cultures and races wasn’t there. I didn’t need to accept that. I needed to accept people for what kind of personality they had.

    Me: Instead of judging them based on their exterior or on a superficial level.

    Paul: Exactly.

    Me: Okay. Now, did you gain any insights after you crossed over?

    Paul: That I actually did a lot.

    Me: Yes, you did.

    Paul: I am proud of myself. I was just having fun with everything I did so I didn’t realize what feats I accomplished. I was just having fun.

    Me: You accomplished so many things in such a broad variety of activities. Now, can you describe a life that most influenced your life as Paul Newman?

    Jamie: He’s showing me—(to Paul) Is that a man or a woman?


    Jamie: I just got the back of the head so I can’t tell.

    I laugh.

    Jamie: It’s a man. He’s showing me being an old man. His skin is like Eastern Indian. His hair is bright white so it’s such a strong contrast to see it together. He’s in a folded seated pose on the floor. You know, his legs are all wrapped up. Oh, he’s a Yogi.

    Paul: That life taught me that walking your path with awareness and centeredness makes your path beautiful. It’s when you disconnect that your world around you suffers.

    Me: That’s true.

    Paul: I enjoy coming back to that one life because in the temple where I was, I didn’t travel very much. I lived a life that was very grounded and centered in one area. I wanted to know if I could take that life and put it in a busier environment and society and still be able to sustain it. You know, it didn’t really hit me until my 30s that it’s what I really wanted to do with my life: to be centered and awake. Once I did that, my career kept growing and growing and it was never out of reach or out of control.

    Me: Fascinating. Now do you have any messages or advice for us?

    Paul: Educate yourself.

    Jamie: He puts his pointer finger to his thumb, you know, like you’re taking a pinch of salt, and he’s holding it up to eye level like it’s a very precise thing to do.

    Me: Yes, you were a self-taught man.

    Paul: Yes. No one will do it for you, and you need to know where a product is coming from, what was sacrificed or done to get that product to your door, and if it doesn’t meet the way you want to live your life do not purchase that product anymore. That includes services that are provided.

    Me: Okay. I got you.

    Paul: Taking steps this way is going to make a clean and beautiful world.

    Me: That’s not easy.

    Paul: You think it’s not easy just to say no? Is it hard to refuse a product because of you don’t like the way the business is run so you purchase that product from someone else?

    Me: I think the research into all the things you buy would be time consuming for some people.

    Paul: It’s easier now because you can get online. I bet someone has done that research for you already.

    Me: Oh, I’m sure. Erik, do you want to—

    Paul: I still race cars here.

    Jamie (to Paul): You raced cars?

    Paul: Yes.

    Me: Yes, I remember that. Well, Mr. Newman, thank you so much for you time.

    Paul: You’re welcome.

    Jamie: It’s cute. He blows a kiss, but it’s on two fingers rather than on the whole hand.

    Me: Aw, I can picture that in my mind. That’s sweet. What a sweet man!

    Paul: Bye.

    Jamie: How did he pass away? Was it old age?

    Me: I think it was lung cancer.

    Jamie: Oh.

  • October23rd


    I have a very important request for you guys. I’m very grateful for those of you who have shared your stories about how Erik has saved you from taking your life, and I need more in order to be a part of this upcoming reality show. I need stories of how Erik has helped you but with tangible signs, not anecdotal  ones rather than signs like dragonflies or goosebumps that could be seen as coincidental  Examples might include BBs dropping from the ceiling, his physical presence, messages on the phone or TV, hearing his voice, having messages appear on your computer screen, etc. I remember one of you was struggling with what direction to go in your life, and Erik made a screensaver with floating pencils. She didn’t have that screensaver on her computer. Through that sign, he was telling her to become a writer. Some of you have had electronics work that were unplugged. Some of you have had the blog appear on your computer but have never been to the blog, etc. But these things have to be associated with your need for help. They can’t be stories of Erik just coming by to say “Hey” or tease or prank you. Plus, you also need to be willing to appear on TV. If you have a story like that, please send it to me at I would be so grateful. Can you imagine how many people we could reach out to this way? Sorry if there are any typos or editing errors in this,. For some reason, my vision is particularly blurry today. 

    Here’s the second part of the Ray Charles interview!

    Me: Okay. Were you here to teach anything other than what you said at first?

    (Long pause)

    Jamie: He and Erik are talking, and I’m tapping my fingers, waiting for him to finish. Erik’s talking to him about his family, but I can’t figure out why he brought it up. Either he was from a big family or he had a big family. I’m just listening. Again, I forgot the question!

    I repeat it.


    Jamie (to Ray, giggling): Over here! Can you talk to me?

    Jamie and I laugh.

    Me: Don’t ignore poor Jamie!

    Jamie: Erik and him are getting along really well.

    Me: Aww, awesome!

    Jamie: It’s weird, though, cuz Erik just had a full-blown conversation, but it sounded like he purposely kept me on the side.

    Ray: Again, I definitely was there to teach that you’re not a victim.

    Me: Do you think you accomplished all that you came here to do?

    Ray: All I can say is that I did the best I could. If that’s not accomplishing something, I don’t know what is.

    Me: Oh, gosh, yes. I think you did. You had some rough patches throughout your life, didn’t you?

    Ray: Yes ma’am, I did.

    Me: Would you like to talk about any of those?

    Ray: No ma’am, I would not.

    Me: Okay. That’s all right. Did you gain any other insights when you passed?


    Jamie (to Erik and Ray): Okay. Nice. High five each other.

    Ray: There a sense of peace that Heaven provides that you can never every find on Earth.

    Jamie: That’s when they high fived each other.

    Me: Wow. Would you like to share another life that influenced this last one?


    Jamie (to Erik): Erik, stop!

    Me: Erik!

    Jamie: Here’s what I heard just now. He asked if he had his real eyeballs or if they were fake, and could he pop ‘em out.

    I chuckle.

    Jamie: So I have no idea what they personally have covered, but if it was that classy… But Ray’s getting a kick out of it. I’m on a first name basis with him. “Ray thinks it’s funny.”

    She giggles.

    Ray: Oh, don’t worry about me. I had several lives that led up to the struggles of this last one. The two I can narrow it down to both dealt with how to be around death, how to be around loss. So it was death in my family and the loss of my eyesight. In one of them, I was the son of a –

    Jamie (to Ray): What is that? What did you just call it? It’s a funeral parlor. That’s what you’re showing me in my head. The dead are coming in, but, it’s funny, there’s a dirt floor.

    Me: Ah, so it must be pretty early on.

    Jamie: It wasn’t polished and clean.

    Ray: At a young age, I learned how to let the blood out of a body and clean the body and preserve it so that it could be—

    Jamie: Oh, it’s put in a wagon, so we’re in wagon days.

    Ray: I had a lot of run-ins with death of the people I knew, people in my own town. I took over my father’s business. In the other life—


    Jamie: He’s showing me a lot of snow. He has on a fur bonnet and jacket like an Inuit. The ground is all white. I don’t even see a tree. It’s like I’m on a glacier or something. He’s talking about the glare and the reflection, and how too much light plays tricks on your eyes. He had to put oil or—

    Me: Like whale blubber?

    Jamie: It looks like mud. It’s across his eyes to help him see.

    Me: Below the eyes like the football players do?

    Jamie: Yeah, but it’s kind of like when you use four fingers, and you swipe it across your eyes, across the bridge of your nose, to your temple.

    Me: Okay.

    Jamie: Not so manicured like the football players. He showed me that many times in that life he got lost and couldn’t find his way back home. There were storms. But he survived and watched his family thrive.

    Ray: As I got older, I lost my eyesight, so I was homebound. They wouldn’t let me out. I loved that. It brought me such joy to know that I didn’t have to go out, and that some of the responsibilities could be put aside, and I could be honored as a elder. I could tell my stories and connect to the music and the history of my tribe. So when I lost my sight in that lifetime, it was joyous. It gave me peace.

    Me: Did you tell stories in music?

    Ray: Storytelling and music: writing, singing. So I’m no stranger to not having sight. It wasn’t scary for me, even as a boy in this last lifetime. It didn’t scare me. It came on very slow, and I knew that this would be the life that I would lead. It never slowed me down, not a once!

    Me: “No a once!” So do you have any messages for humanity?

    Jamie laughs!

    Jamie: Before you even finished, I felt like I was in a church, and he slaps his hands down, and he claps them together, and he screams just one word, “Live.” I would love to imitate him, but I don’t know how.

    She belts out the typical Ray, “Whoo!”

    Me: Can you expand on that?

    Jamie (laughing): Erik’s teasing about getting him a microphone and a Geri-curl wig.

    Me: Oh no!

    Jamie: I don’t know why that’s so funny!

    Me: It is funny!

    Jamie: In a Geri-curl wig and a microphone telling everyone to live.

    Ray: People forget that they’re living. They just need something in their life that’s going to remind them that that’s what they’re doing whether they like it or not.

    Me: Yeah.

    Ray: So get up and live!

    Me: Okay. I’ll get right on it! Erik, do you have any questions?

    Jamie: No, he asked them  all during their conversation!

    Me: It sounds like it! Well, thank you, Ray. Anything else you want to add?

    Ray: I’d like to add some kisses.

    Jamie: He just pushes them out. I don’t know how to describe it. Throwing them out.

    Me: Poor Jamie. You’ll never be the same.

    Jamie: I won’t! Not with that visual that I had earlier.

    Me: Well, thank you!

    Ray: You’re welcome. You have a blessed day.

  • October17th


    We have a winner! Congrats to Nichole S. She guessed a Les Paul. Many of you guessed Fender and Gibson. His first guitar was a Fender Stratocaster and he loved it. He loved his Gibson, too, but he had a connection to Les Paul, hence his beautiful guitars. They’re all still hanging on his bedroom wall. 

    Time fro Celebrity Friday, Peeps. Actually I should call it “Sometimes Celebrity Friday” because I don’t always post these interviews on that day of the week.

     I’m posting this in two parts because he was a little longwinded. This first part is very poignant. It made me cry just reading it again. I hope you enjoy it.

    Me: What about Ray Charles? I bet he’d be fascinating to talk to.

    Jamie: Ray Charles? Why did I think he was still alive?

    Me: No, he passed after the release of the movie, “Ray.”


    Me: I can check to make sure.

    Jamie: No, he’s here now, so he’s dead.

    Me: Well, hello, Mr. Charles.

    Jamie: Oh, you better call him Ray!

    Me: Hey, Ray!

    Jamie: Uh huh. That’s better! He whips off his glasses and says, “I don’t need these anymore!”

    Me: Awesome. How great!

    Jamie: He’s singing, “Georgia, sweet Georgia.”

    Jamie (to Ray): Ah, you like being here?

    Ray: Home is where the heart is.

    Jamie: Are you a Georgian? Well, welcome home!

    Jamie is in Georgia.

    Me: What was your spiritual mission this lifetime?

    Jamie (giggling): He puts his hands down on the table, and, I don’t know, he’s got on a t-shirt with a sports jacket over it, and his eyes are neat. They’re a light hazel color.

    Me: Interesting.

    Ray (putting his hands on the table): I was here to show that anything was possible.

    Me: That’s a biggie.

    Ray: I only taught a small corner of it. I hoped to teach people that they are not victims of their own life. (With more emphasis) They are not the victims of their own life!

    Jamie: He’s got a really animated voice.

    Me: Well, he was never a victim of his blindness. You showed everybody!

    Ray: What? I was blind?!

    Jamie, Erik and I laugh.

    Jamie: I didn’t think he’d be that silly!

    Jamie continues to laugh. She has a hard time composing herself.

    Ray: I didn’t know! I didn’t know!

    Me: You didn’t know what? That you were blind?

    Ray: Yeah. I had such a good life.

    Me: Aww. That’s good. Were you here to learn anything?

    (Long pause)

    Jamie (to Ray): No. Anything, You can—(to me) He’s trying to, it’s so funny. When I get to talking, he interrupts me!

    Ray: I’m an onion.

    Me: Mm. Lot’s of layers to you.

    Jamie (to Ray, chuckling): Oh, you’re just being silly now! (To me) He calls himself a Georgia Vidalia onion. He thought that’d be funny to me, I guess because we’re in Georgia.

    Ray: I had many layers and many things to learn, and, wouldn’t you know it, the bulk of my life of who I was and what drove me was learned between the ages of one and eight.

    Me: Was that when you started to become blind?

    Ray: Yes ma’am.

    Jamie (whispering): I thought he was born blind.

    Me: I thought that too until I watched the movie.

    Ray: No. I saw the world, the light, the colors, and I know it was in my contract to lose my sight. I saw death. I saw sadness, and I never wanted to see it again.

    Me: Oh, gosh. His brother drowned, I think. His little brother.

    Jamie (to Ray): Did your little brother drown?

    Ray: Yes ma’am.

    Me: Are you together now?


    Jamie (laughing): That’s a “yes,” and apparently he’s the worst and the best brother.

    Me: Aw, that’s cute.

    Jamie (choking up): Oh gosh. I got this overwhelming sense of emotion when he said that when he got into Heaven, he was the first person to reach out and save him.

    Me: Aww.

    Jamie: I’m so gonna choke up. Just bear with me.


    Jamie (with a quiver in her voice): He can push emotion out. It’s incredible. He said when his little brother reached out to pull him from life, it was like saving him.

    Jamie (crying softly): I don’t know why I can’t—I can’t sit in this. I gotta walk away. Let me step back so I can listen.

    Me: Poor Jamie.

    Jamie: No, it’s such a neat feeling. All right. I’m on the other side of the room.

    Ray says something to her.

    Jamie (to Ray): No, it’s not punishment! I’m learning how to deal with feeling things!

    She laughs.

    Jamie: Ah, he’s cutting up. He says his little brother drowned, and he didn’t save him. He didn’t reach out and grab him, but he saw it happen. So when his little brother reached out and pulled him out of this life, it was like pulling him out of the bathtub. It was saving Ray from the life that he’d been in.

    Ray: When the two of us met, it was the one true forgiveness I was waiting for my whole life. I didn’t realize how valuable it was to me. So my life so far in Heaven has been just the cream of the crop.

    Me: Aww. How wonderful. I know that it hit you very hard, and probably that drowning that took your brother had a lot to do with shaping the rest of your life.

    Ray: It did, and I know that’s why God blessed me with losing my eyes. I couldn’t bear to see anything like that again, and I often wondered, in my life, if losing my eyesight at the age that I did was a way of sealing in only the handful of memories that I could carry on. That really kept me in a framework that I know I wouldn’t have held onto if I had been able to see.

    Me: Interesting. Were you here to learn anything?

    Ray: I’m comin’ back! I’m not done with that!

    Jamie and I laugh.

    Jamie: Erik’s laughing.

    Erik: Jamie, you’re going to have to get used to this.

    Me: Easier said than done.

    Jamie: Well, it’s new, so…

    I repeat the question about whether he was here to learn something, and Jamie mutters it to Ray.

    Ray: Yes ma’am, yes ma’am. I—

    (Long pause)

    Jamie (to Ray): Is that a song? (To me, laughing) He’s singing something to me.

    Ray: I was here to learn how to forgive. First, it was learning how to forgive myself. The only way I knew how to do it was through music. I couldn’t speak straight. I couldn’t talk to someone straight. It had to come through music. Then, everyone could understand how the words in my head sounded because they come with tone and harmony and rhythm. I had more emotion than I knew what to do with.

    Me: Mm. And song has so many more layers of expression than words.

    Jamie: Ah, he likes that bit about the layers.   Ray): So you’re a Vidalia onion!

    Me: Anything else about what you were here to learn, or should we go on?

    Ray: Let’s move right along.

    How about a sweet tune from the man!

  • September18th


    I really love this interview because it challenges us to revisit and perhaps change our deep-rooted perspectives. For many of us, the concept that there is no good or bad, no right or wrong is a touch one, but, as Erik says, there are just lessons.

    I hope you guys enjoyed the trance channeling event last night. I was so busy working on the book to meet a deadline that I couldn’t attend like I usually do. Did Erik behave himself?

    Me: Erik, can you go get Adolf Hitler in here?

    Jamie (nervously): Oh my god!

    I giggle.

    Erik: We’re really doing this?

    Jamie: Yeah.

    Me: Well, is it okay with you, Jamie?

    Jamie: Mm hm.

    (Long pause)

    Jamie: Done.

    Me: All right!

    Jamie: No, he just left.

    Me: Oh, he left.

    Jamie: He was arguing with me. He goes, “I’m not going to go get him! You don’t treat him like an asshole. You treat him like a person. Don’t have any preconceptions.” And I was like, ‘Okay, fine, fine. I’m letting it go.’

    Me: I’ve got some benign questions. I don’t have anything mean. (although he deserves to be raked over the coals for what he did.)


    Jamie: I bet he doesn’t get called in for a lot of things for a casual discussion. He probably gets a lot of hate mail.

    Me: Oh, poor guy.

    I can’t believe I just said that, but…

    (Long pause)

    Jamie (to Erik): Yes, I’m ready!

    Me: Oh?

    Jamie: He just popped back in and said, “Are you ready?”


    Jamie (to Erik, slightly irritated): Yeah, stop!

    Me: It’s like, “Heeeeere’s Adolf!” instead of “Heeeeere’s Johnny!” and he comes out from the curtain.

    Jamie: Oh my god.


    Me: So, he’s there?

    Jamie: Yeah, he’s here.

    Me: Hello, Mr. Hitler. How are you doing?

    Hitler: Fine, thank you.

    Erik (to Hitler): Take a seat.

    Me: What does he look like, and what’s his mood?

    Jamie: He’s got very stiff posture. There’s nothing fluid about him. (In a hushed tone) Um, his eyes are really dark. His eyebrows are kind of sinking low like his eye sockets don’t have a lot of space. I don’t know if that makes sense.

    Me (teasing): No, but go on.

    Jamie: Droopy. Droopy eyebrows. You know, that skin above?

    Me: Mm hm.

    Jamie: He’s just looking out. I don’t think I’ve seen him blink yet!

    Me: Wow. What is he wearing, a military uniform?

    Jamie: No, it’s a dark, probably black suit, and he has a tie on underneath it with a kind of high collar.

    Me: Okay.

    Jamie: But the jacket is buttoned up, and there are several buttons to it. It’s not like a casual suit like we see today. He’s shorter than I thought he would be.

    Me: Does he seem comfortable and relaxed now?

    Jamie: No, he’s sitting straight up in the chair, very—

    Me: Anxious? Nervous?

    Jamie: Are you? No. He told me “no”.

    Me: Oh, good. All right. Let’s start with the questions, then. Tell us about your childhood. Did it have anything to do with the atrocities you committed here on the earthly plane? I’m sorry’ I can’t think of another word.

    Hitler: Every man’s life’s actions are based on how he was created.

    Erik: So, is that a yes?

    Jamie laughs.

    Jamie: And you know what’s interesting? Erik is sitting on my side of the room. He’s next to me.  Commonly, he stands next to the person we’re interviewing or sits next to them, but no, he’s on the same side of the room as I am. I almost feel like we’re interrogating him.

    Me: Why is that, Erik?

    Erik: I didn’t realize I did it.

    Me: Okay. So, were there incidents in your childhood that caused you to do what you did?

    Hitler: I never had much consistency in my family. There was not a lot of beauty. There was much disgrace within my family.

    Me: What do you mean, skeletons in the closet?

    Jamie and Erik giggle,

    Jamie: Oh, Erik and I giggle at that, but he did NOT giggle.

    Hitler: Yes. It is true that many lives in the family. I was displaced within my family.

    Jamie: He’s saying he wasn’t raised by two traditional parents. The mother died, or the mother left?

    Me: I don’t know.

    Jamie: He’s showing me, as a child, he stopped having his mother. I can’t tell if she died or he moved. He’s not being very clear about it.

    Hitler: I never thought I belonged to anyone. I was untethered, and I didn’t feel like I had any family or religion to lean on, not a country to feel a part of. I helped create that for myself.

    Me: Ah!

    Me: Was that the only reason you did what you did (his childhood hardships), or was there some sort of spiritual mission or contract involved?

    (Very long pause)

    Jamie: He says it was a spiritual contract.

    Me: Can you elaborate on that? How was it supposed to help? What was your contract about?

    Hitler: It is unfortunate—


    Jamie (whispering): He’s got these dramatic pauses.

    Hitler: –that the world requires conflict for a massive amount of joy.

    Me: What?

    Jamie: Mm hm. You heard it.

    Me: I don’t understand it, though. They need conflict in order to have massive amounts of joy?

    Hitler: This is the role I played. This is not the being I truly am.

    Jamie: He’s talking about unzipping out of the identity that we perceive him as so he may discuss this life as Hitler as a third party.

    Me: Okay. We can do that. Anything that makes you more comfortable. Okay, so you’re life as Adolf Hitler, which you are not. Um, you’re not that personality anymore. I understand that. What was the effect of that spiritual mission?

    (Long pause)

    Jamie: This is kind of weird to look at. I’m glad I’m not alone in the room. Erik keeps cutting his eyes at me like, “What?” Now there are two images of Hitler in the room. There’s the gentleman in the dark suit, sitting down. When he was talking about unzipping, he kind of stepped out of himself. The gentleman that’s standing next to him I know is Hitler, though I don’t know. He looks lighter. He’s has soft features. The way he’s standing is soft. His posture’s not stiff. He’s not as groomed to a T, so he looks more causal. He is wearing a suit, but the suit is open. He’s pointing to the Hitler sitting down, and he’s saying, “This is the man that you want to discuss. This is the role I played on Earth. This is what you wish to discuss. It’s hard to have a conversation through him, because all of the confusion, the hatred, the thoughts from all over the world that’s placed on his name.” I am not sad about this. The people have a right to be angry. They have a right to feel, though I do not regret the role and the contract I played for the world. This war that I created—

    Jamie: It’s weird how he says I, not we. He totally takes it on himself. He’s not talking about countries.


    Jamie: I asked him to back up. He’s being really kind to me.

    Me: Good.

    Jamie: The one standing. The one sitting is just—I swear to god, I don’t think that one has blinked. He’s still sitting very straight up.

    Hitler: This war that I created has given our history a focus and example of what to avoid and what to not create. I don’t have regrets because of how the world was shaped after it. It made changes that every culture needed to create for itself that didn’t have the fight or struggle that would make it so. I gave them the fight and the struggle. I knew what I needed to do before I was born and why I came. I will take that responsibility. I will never veer from it.

    Me: All right, so what was the effect. Was what you did mean to create more peace in the world?

    Jamie is talking over me. I can’t make out what she’s translating.

    Jamie: He just totally interrupted you!

    Hitler: It gave respect to beliefs, to religions. It gave cultures a way to bond. It gave society a structure to grow, and it gave people rights. It helped hand feed humanity to get to where it is today.

    Me: Was that what you were here to teach?

    Hitler: Yes.

    Me: Okay. What about to learn? Were you here to learn anything?

    Hitler: I was there to learn a lot of pain.

    Me: And why would that be necessary?

    Hitler: Because of who I am on this side, I’ve never had pain. It takes a strong soul to come through, to create such chaos. It’s a misconception to believe that only evil can create evil on Earth.

    Jamie gasps.

    Me: Okay. So, you said you didn’t have any regrets about creating the war. Do you have any other regrets?

    Hitler: I know very much—

    Jamie: Okay, that’s translated a little bit weird.

    Hitler: I know very much that people would want me to say how I regret the death and the suffering of so many people’s lives.

    Me: Do you think you overstepped the boundaries?

    Jamie: Oh my god. I hear “no”.

    Hitler: This is what I was supposed to come in to do.

    Me: Did you receive any help from your guides to create such a mass effect on the world?

    Hitler: Yes.

    Me: And what was your secret? How did you create this massive war? How were you able to convince the masses to make this all happen?

    (Long pause)

    Jamie: Holy shit! (Turning her head to Erik) Am I going to say that?

    Me: Ah oh.

    Jamie: Oh my god. You—I don’t wanna be in that. Can I type it out for you?

    Jamie laughs.

    Me: Sure, but why? Go ahead and say it! C’mon!

    Jamie: Elisa. (Pause) I would never, uh, Erik.

    (Long pause)

    Jamie: Sorry. I didn’t mean to make such quietness!

    Jamie giggles nervously. She’s clearly uncomfortable with whatever Hitler said.

    Jamie: He said, “How did Jesus get so many followers? What did he do?”

    Good god. That comparison seems like a bit of a stretch. I’m afraid to go on, but I do.

    Me: And, what did he do?

    Hitler: It is a charisma. It is an attraction to the person and the strength of that person’s beliefs. It’s the ideology of feeling safe and guided and taught. I provided a role that I could take care of this country, of these people, that through this war I would give them the greatness that they seek, and I found people who would help me. I had thousands doing my bidding and by choice, not by force. This is what so many people forget.

    Me: Ah! Did you have any disease—mental or physical—that made you, um, I mean, that created some of your actions?

    I laugh at my own stuttering.

    Hitler: Physical?

    Me: Yeah.

    Jamie laughs.

    Jamie: Egocentric n-na…. I was going to say what he was saying, but—

    Me: I was going to say did something make you crazy, but that’s not exactly what I mean. It’s disrespectful, but that’s, you know—

    Hitler: I believe any man who has accepted a role of power lets it go to his head, and if we want to consider that mental illness, then so be it.

    Me: Okay.

    Jamie: But no, if we ask him technically, no.

    Me: Okay. Now, when you crossed over, what was your life review like? Did you have any epiphanies or realizations?

    (Very long pause)

    Jamie: He was telling me he remembers being afraid of death.

    (Long pause)

    Hitler: I’m not ashamed to say this out loud.


    Jamie (to Erik): Did he, really? (To me) Erik was telling me he shot himself.

    Me: Yep.

    Jamie: I thought he got shot.

    Me: No, he shot himself. Well, I don’t know. I’m pretty sure.

    Erik (looking at Jamie): Nope.

    Erik (pointing at Hitler, then pointing at himself): We’re in a club.

    Jamie giggles.

    Me (slightly upset): Oh, no. Oh, Erik. That’s not a good club to be in.

    Erik: For different reasons.

    Hitler: I didn’t want to be imprisoned. I didn’t want to suffer. I was terrified of that. It kept me awake at night.

    Me: Obviously while he was alive (dur).

    Jamie: Yes.

    Me (laughing at my stupid remark): Yes, of course.

    Hitler: So, after I died, I just remembered darkness for what I think was a long time—probably many Earth years. I believed it was necessary for me to help forgive myself and heal myself for the contract I agreed to.

    Me: But eventually, you had your life review, right?

    Hitler: No.

    Me: You did not have a life review?!


    Jamie: He did not!

    Me: Wow. Interesting. When you woke up, and you reflected on your contract, did you have any epiphanies or realizations?

    Hitler: Those years in darkness—that’s what helped me identify my contract and heal myself.

    Me: Okay. I gotcha.

    Hitler: I played this role for the greater cause of humanity. I did not choose this role or develop this role for self-centering needs.

    Me: Can you share a life that most influenced your life as Adolf Hitler?


    Jamie (shocked): No!

    Me: Because you refuse to, or.,,

    Jamie: Uh, I don’t think there’s a life! Can I share what I think it is?

    Me: Go ahead.

    Jamie: Like just from the way he’s talking and what he’s showing me?

    Me: Mm hm.

    Jamie: I don’t feel like Hitler’s spirit is kind of a mix of things like the average human. We reincarnate; we grow; we shift. It’s more of like—I cannot believe I’m going to say this—more of like an angelic energy.

    Oh no. This is not going to get good reactions. I might have to be under the Witness Protection Program.

    Me (in disbelief): Wow.

    Jamie: I know, I—

    Me: Like an archangel?

    How could I be even thinking this of a man who’s committed such atrocities?

    Jamie: No, and I don’t believe he’s an angel, either, but when I hear angels talk to me about being on Earth, they don’t take place in this reincarnation back-to-back where this grow thing happens over so many lives. They have really specific reasons to be on Earth, and so to have—cuz when you talk about a past life, you really couldn’t, uh, he couldn’t show me anything.

    Me: Hm.

    Jamie: I don’t feel like this is his one and only life on Earth, but I feel like it’s such a unique contract seed, you know, this gathering of purpose, that there really wasn’t an inflection—it really wasn’t based on any kind of character or purpose or development.

    Me: I see. I understand. What would the world have been like if you had not done the things that you did?

    Hitler: Still much separation between races and cultures.

    Me: Okay. Anything else?

    Jamie (chuckling): My god. He just smiled!

    Hitler: I like to think I had influence on the industrial era.

    Jamie: And he smiled. You can tell it’s something he took pride in.

    Me: Well, he did.

    Jamie: Design and factories and metals. He’s proud of that, but you know when you talk about the war and everything, there was no smiling and no pride behind it. It was designed. It was a contract.

    Me: It was something he had to do but wasn’t proud of? Weren’t you ashamed of it?

    Hitler: I cannot be. I did what I was meant to do.

    Me: I see. Do you have any messages for humanity, at all? Any advice or messages?

    (Long pause)

    Hitler: We are in a world today, that if you feel strongly about your beliefs, you must stand up as an individual and make it heard, but it is very important to know what needs to be heard—

    (Pause as Jamie listens to Hitler)

    Jamie (to Hitler): Yeah, your translation is backwards again here.

    (Long pause)

    Jamie: Sorry. We’re talking about the way he just translated that. Cuz he said what needs to be heard must be based on the whole. He’s giving a lot of imagery with it. So, basically, if you believe in something, don’t follow somebody else’s ideas. Stand up for your own ideas. But the only way you know if those ideas are valuable is if they’re helping the whole, the entirety: the family unit that you’re in, the company that you’re in, the state, the governments, the nation, the world—it’s gotta be a united front, not a single front.

    Me: Okay. How would you envision the perfect world to be?

    (Long pause)

    Hitler: Where there is no hatred.

    Me: Mm. Will we ever have it?

    Hitler: I see that we are getting close, and I know that the world can sustain it.

    Me: Okay.

    Erik (to Hitler): So, will we ever have it?

    Hitler: For this, I don’t know.

    Me: Okay. Now, Erik, what question do you have?

    Erik: I wanna ask one thing:  When you came out of that darkness, did you just look at yourself and say, “That was some fucked up shit!”?

    Jamie: Believe it or not, that got the second smile out of him.

    (Long pause)

    Me: And?

    Jamie: He’s pausing.

    Me: Oh, okay.

    Jamie (laughing): Sorry. The quietness again!

    Hitler: I know where you are coming from. I understand where you are coming from, but that life to me was no surprise. I was designed for it.

    Me: Okay. Jamie, do you have any questions?

    Jamie (emphatically): Huh uh!

    Me: Thanks so much. We’ve learned a lot from you. I hope that helps you, too.

    Hitler: Thank you. Have a good day. Goodbye.

    Jamie: The one sitting down stands up, straightens his pants, walks straight out. Doesn’t say goodbye to me, acknowledge me, nothing.

    Me: Hm.

    Jamie: And the other Adolf that’s standing more casually waves. The one standing had kind of a tan suit on. This was weird. It’s almost like the world has created so much thought and descriptions of who Adolf should be, even in spirit, that he can’t come out of that design, that container from what the mass of thoughts and emotions have put on him. So, it’s almost like he divided himself so that one image can live so that people can put their hatred in one place or that healing or whatever they’re doing in that one location, and he can still be himself and house that (other Adolf), cuz he’s definitely, like I said, he’s not backing away from any of it.

    Me: Wow! It’s interesting. Okay. That was a really good interview. We’ll see what kind of response that gets from the blog!

    Jamie: Holy shit. Can you—I almost just about fell out of my chair when you asked him—I can’t even remember the question…

    Me: Yeah, about him being like Jesus or something? How did he—

    Jamie (laughing): I looked at Erik and said, ‘Holy shit, I’m not saying it.’ and he said, “Fucking say it. C’mon!” He said I was being a p-u-s-s-y.

    We both giggle.

    Jamie: And that’s when I asked, ‘Can I write it down?’

    Me: Nah, you can say it, and it’s going to go on the blog, so…

    Jamie: Holy fuck.

    Erik’s been a bad influence on Jamie, language-wise. I rarely hear her curse.

    Me: No editing here.

    Jamie lets in a loud gasp.


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