Channeling Erik
  • Coins from Heaven
  • December23rd

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    My younger sister, Laura, is one of the best cooks I have ever known. She thrives on nurturing others, healing and sending love in the way of food. Every Christmas, she bakes around 200 dozen cookies that are so freaking delicious that I secretly think she laces them with crystal meth. Just saying’. In fact, several of her lucky recipients knock at her door the day after getting their high calorie gift to ask if they can order ten more tins.

    I suggested to her that she should start a cookie business of her own and, after reviewing all of the laws and regulations, she has decided to do just that. I told her I would help her as a humble pair of extra hands, and so she decided to call her enterprise, “Two Sisters Treats,” at least for now.

    I asked Erik yesterday if he thought this was a good idea and he replied:

    “God yes. She’ll start out small and will eventually create a multi-million dollar company.”

    After the session, I drove to McD’s to get my usual Diet Dr. Pepper (to save my calorie allowance for those addictive cookies of hers). I had to use Michelle’s car, because Rune was borrowing mine. His truck is in the shop for an oil leak. Now, I always pay with a credit card. Always. It’s been over a decade since I used cash to buy my morning drink. In fact, I had my credit card in my had while I was waiting in line at the drive in.

    For some reason, I was drawn to the collection of money in Michelle’s coin holder. “I’ll use her coins to pay this time.” Now, that’s a warped idea since she’s as poor as a church mouse, but nonetheless, I put my credit card back in my wallet and plucked the first two coins out of the spring-loaded coin dispenser. Two nickels. Something (or someone) compelled me to look at the dates (something I haven’t done in years,) and guess what they were? The first was 1956, my sister’s birth year, and the second one was 1955, my birth year. It’s not very common to see coins as old as Methuselah (and me).

    Was this a message from Erik that we–the two sisters–need to work together on this endeavor, her as the head, the mastermind, and me as the loyal minion? You be the judge.

    Two Sisters

     

     

  • June26th

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    As many of you know, we had a dime apportment during our family cookout right after Patrick and Gwen were talking about their “coins from Heaven.” Patrick shared that he would find dimes everywhere, even in other countries (which obviously have different currencies!) Through Robert, he found out that his grandfather, Frank, was the culprit all these years. Funny thing is, Grandpa Frank was a penny pincher in his last life.

    Gwen shared that she received pennies and dimes from her mother starting shortly after her death. One time she even received an English penny which, given the fact that her mother was a Brit, is very cool. Robert started chuckling when he heard an older lady correct us by saying, “No Dear, it’s a pence, not a penny.”

    I bring this up, because I am fascinated by how spirits actually apport material items from their dimension to ours. Apparently, they manifest it in the same way they manifest everything: with their thoughts. Then, they lower the vibrational frequency of the item until it matches that of our dimension and PLOP, there it is. Pretty cool. But frankly, I don’t see why they don’t drop C-notes my way. Isn’t it just as easy as apporting a dime or a penny? (Sorry, a pence.)

    Okay, sorry to switch topics on a dime (hee hee) but I’d like to share a YouTube video blog member, Liz, found. During a group channeling session, the medium channels a mother’s son after he commits suicide. It’s so aligned with what Erik and others have told us.

    Tomorrow, I leave for Los Angeles. I’m so excited to not only be seeing my sister, Teri, but also several of you from the Channeling Erik family in a casual get together Saturday July 2nd! There might be days when I’m unable to post an entry, but I’ll sure try. I know a lot of you may be catching up anyway, but for those of you who are up to date, you might want to take a look back at the posts in your favorite categories! I’ll be back July 5th!

  • February23rd

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    Today, Michelle and I went on errands together. In the both the driver’s and passenger’s door of her car, there’s a place to hold a drink and other things, as is the case in most cars. Since we were going to the bank first, I put my two checks to be deposited, my VERY coveted index card with a (long) list of to-dos, and a pen in that side compartment. After making my deposit, I put my deposit receipts in the compartment so I would remember to log it in to my check register. Then we drove to Russo’s Pizza to have a lovely outdoor lunch. We intended to go directly from lunch to the grocery store, but for my grand daughter, Arleen, nature called. You don’t mess around with this when you’re in the midst of potty training, for which she has a very tenuous grasp. We took her to the restroom in the restaurant, but “Hell no, I won’t go” was her motto. She wanted to go in her pink potty at my house.

    Michelle and I drove home to make that pit stop. I took everything out of the side compartment: pen, index card and receipts. Then, true to my anal self, I swept my fingers up and down the compartment to make sure I had everything. I knew I did, so I don’t know what the heck I was expecting to find-a gold nugget? Whatever. I went in. put Arley on the potty, and recorded my deposits in the check register.

    Then, we all got back into the car. I glanced at the supposedly empty side compartment and saw a shiny dime glaring back at me. What the heck? Where did that come from? There was absolutely NO dime there 10 minutes earlier. My OCD fingertips can attest to that. I asked Michelle if she had, for some crazy reason, decided to go around to the passenger side and slip some sort of donation on my side, but no, of course she hadn’t. She had a special coin carrier in her drink holder to keep her spare change. She saw the dime, shrugged her shoulders, and said, “I’m getting that it’s from Erik.” I put my fingers around the dime and “poof” it disappeared completely. Vanished. Dematerialized between my fingers. This both startled and delighted Michelle and I, and when we both searched the compartment with our fingers and our eyes, we came up with nothing. Plus there is no crease, no fold, no hiding place into which the dime could slink. Erik, you Indian Giver!  In her mind’s eye, Michelle saw Erik laughing hard, slapping his knee, commenting on how hilarious we both looked as we frantically combed the small compartment for a measly ten cents as though it were the Hope Diamond.

    When I told my father about this wonderful miracle, he laughed and said that Erik should try to materialize money without taking it away. Forget the pennies and dimes from Heaven; a few C-notes might come in handy. Don’t you spirits know that we have inflation over here?

  • September8th

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    Connie had so many crucial questions, I wish I could have answered them all. The answers we did get seem to give rise to dozens of others. Since early childhood, she, along with her family, suffered great losses and hardships, the most pivotal being the sudden death of her young mother. No wonder her questions are so plentiful. Losses and struggles seem to breed them like bacteria in a petri dish. I hope the answers that were uncovered helps her find some closure and comfort.

    Connie’s Questions

    Hi Elisa, I just wanted Erik to tell me about my mother, her name, and the circumstances surrounding her death.  I already know the answers, however, if Erik can tell me these things, and of course where is she now and what is she doing.  I would be ever so grateful and of course are there any messages for me and why doesn’t she come to us [her children] since she left us when we were babies?

    Thanks so much Elisa.  As you search for Erik, I’ve searched for the mother I never knew, but learned of her through her correspondence and my grandmother her mother over the years.  Her death was very tragic.

    Connie’s Response With More Information

    So happy to hear from you. I just read the blog.  I read your blog more than I do the Huffington Post now. I just checked in to see if you had posted anything from mother. Ok. Here goes.  I can’t tell you how much this means to me.  And because of my own personal growth, it will be interesting to see what comes through.  Even though I never “knew” her so to speak, my love for her is undiminished nevertheless, make sure Erik tells her Connie has always loved and missed her mother.

    I am 55 years old now. I was three going on four. There were four of us. She died in July of 1958 she had four small children.  We were all stair step babies if you will, our birthdays were August, September, October and November in that order. My two oldest sisters were not even a year apart…(Elisa it was the 50′s smile] My mother died on the Baltimore/Washington Parkway coming out of Baltimore, Maryland in the United States, so I believe the city she died in was Baltimore, Maryland.  She and my Dad were living in Washington, D.C. at the time and Baltimore as like an adjacent city to D.C.  She was 27 when she died or so I was told. She would be 79 years old today. Her first name is Teresa. I don’t want to say too much because I want Erik to tell me, that’s how I will know if this is real.

    Ok.  Elisa, I am holding my breath to hear from my mom.  As much as I am testing this, I guess my heart really wants to believe and the way I test things are through my mother.  I miss her so, without really ever having known her, would you ask Erik of course the initial questions I had for him [as a test] but would you also ask him to ask my mom, why she never comes to her children and to give me specific messages for each of us.  The messages don’t have to be elaborate, just something they will understand.  Also, my dad passed in 1996, his first name is Wallace and he died in Chattanooga Tennessee in 1996 at the age of 70.  My mother was the love of his life when she passed.  They were a young married couple at the time with four little babies when she died.  Can Erik tell me anything about the circumstances surrounding her death?  Tell my dad how much I love him, miss him and appreciated him when he was here with me.  He raised us so magnificently when he was here I will be forever grateful for his love and guidance and of course, what every child needs to know…have he and my mother interacted and what goes on with that and how did that go?

    So as not to confuse, this is what I would like Erik to tell me.  How did my mother die?  What were the circumstances of her death?  What were her thoughts at her death?  Why did  she never communicates with her children she left behind.  Was she shocked at her death? What were her emotions, and what was she trying to do in the months before she died?  What were her goals for her children and what traits did she see in each of her four children that were special to her? And of course has she seen my dad and how did that go and what was going on with them before she died from her perspective. And what does she and Dad think about me? Also can you ask Erik when you die young, does the soul keep where they were in life meaning their youthful thoughts and personalities or do they age as we do here in life. She was 27 when she died but she would be 79 now. So does she have the soul of a 79 year old or the 27 year-old person she was at her death.

    Oh Elisa, I guess you can imagine how my heart is pounding.  I check into your blog once a week to see if Mother has come through to Erik.  I will keep my fingers crossed.

    Channeling Transcript

    Me: Let’s see, Erik. This next was comes from Connie. She’s 55 and lives in, uh, hmm. I can’t find where she lives. She’s written a lot, and I’m having a hard time finding that information, sorry. Her mother, Teresa, died at the age of 27 or so in Baltimore. I guess the main thing is that she wants to hear whatever she can from her mom.

    Erik: Please let her know, Mom, that her mother loves her so incredibly much. She says she loves all of her babies, like she has a bunch like you do.

    Jamie: Erik keeps repeating over and over again that she keeps saying how much she loves Connie.

    Erik: Yeah, and Teresa had a lot of grief from being away from her kids, because she did want to be a mom. She knows all of her grandchildren; she loves the house. I don’t know why, maybe it has some memories associated with it or inside of it. Maybe it looks like something she grew up in. Anyway, she loves the physical place where they are. She loves hanging out there.

    Me: Oh, okay.

    Erik: And she says to tell the daughter not to worry cuz she’s gotten all the messages and prayers, and the pennies, I guess the change, is from her.

    Me: Hmm. Okay. Anything else more specific to give Connie some validation that this is all true?

    (long pause)

    Me: Is she there? In the room?

    Jamie: Yeah, I’m trying to call on her. That’s what I’ve been saying to Erik, “Can’t we just talk to her?”

    (Jamie and I chuckle.)

    Jamie (with tenderness): He’s so easy to talk to.

    Me: Oh, I know, he is! Always has been. He’s so sweet.

    Jamie: He’s so chatty and calm.

    Me: Exactly.

    Jamie: Um, the mother, she’s here and she’s still really young. She looks very young. She didn’t grow old over time.

    Me: Okay.

    Erik: Really beautiful woman, dark hair, pretty mouth, dark eyes. She says she’s really proud that all of her grandchildren are going to go to college. Education was really important to her. You can talk to her dad—

    Me: You mean Connie’s father? He passed also. His name was Wallace. He died in Chattanooga, Tennessee. It must have been very difficult having to raise four little babies on his own.

    Erik: Teresa says he remarried but he didn’t want to AT ALL!

    Me: Okay.

    Erik: She says that if she had lived, they would have stayed together. She would have stayed with him. She loved him very much, and still does. They’re together now. He was very adamant about education and that’s because she was. He adopted her passion of “make sure they know everything.” So that’s why the father stressed experience, get out and experience life and learn from it.

    Me: Okay, hmm. So—

    Erik: She says that even though she died young, the kids learned a lot from her, because her husband took on all of her efforts and kind of lived in her style.

    Me: Good. Okay, now, can you tell us anything about the circumstances of her death?

    Erik: She’s pointing a finger at the left side of her chest kind of the lower part, and she’s running her finger up the side of her neck to her head. She doesn’t linger her finger over her heart so it’s not that. She wasn’t coughing, she wasn’t sick, she wasn’t under a doctor’s care. It’s like it was something sudden, like an accident, and it affected the left side of her chest and her neck and head. It didn’t hurt at all, though. She just popped out of her body and right away realized she had passed.

    Me: I’m not sure how she died. Erik, so why can’t she explain more specifics to us.

    Erik: It all depends on their energy level at the time. Also, some have a harder time with communicating in words and do better with symbols and telepathy.

    Connie’s Response

    Elisa,

    Thank you and Erik very much for the communication.  I interpreted from your email there was more detail to be shared and I will wait for that. While brief, I guess you know, it spoke volumes. Please don’t try to read now while you are on the freeway, however, I want to tell you as I promised what happened to my mother and perhaps, if I wait for the detail from the full transcript it will shed even more light. I would love to know if Erik can speak with her more. No pressure, yet there are things I need to understand.

    First it is interesting how he describes my mother, I know I asked how she had progressed in the afterlife. It was a point that Erik stressed, she has not aged a day. My mother’s name is Teresa. She died at the age of 27 on the Baltimore Washington Parkway. I believe it was around the 21st. At the time she and my father had separated. She had had four children almost back to back starting in 1952. My two oldest sisters are not quite a year apart. I came next in 1954 then my baby brother in 1956.

    My mother came from a very close-knit family. She was loved and adored. She was the oldest and my uncle followed and then her youngest sister, Clara, who was a change of life baby. Clara was born when my mother went away to college. (She (Clara) and I are very close now). My father came from a family of 10 children and his family were very practical and hard workers. I am afraid that my mother while she was a hard worker as well, was something of a socialite, so you had the practical with the romantic and the adored. At any rate Elisa, at the time of her death she and my father were separated and it was very painful for my father. He was very much a family man. He loved his wife and his children I’ve been told. We were his entire life. At the time of the accident, they were separated, for how long, I do not know. But I don’t believe that it had been a long, long time. She was just trying to find her way I suspect. For her, I believe it may have been she saw her life flashing before her face without any of her dreams being realized. I was told by my maternal grandmother that she had returned to school to work on her Masters degree during the separation. At any rate what happened that made the accident even more heart rendering for my father was that she was with another man when the accident happened. I don’t know if you are familiar with the singer SADE, but my mother looks like her very much and when I see the singer SADE, I just wonder about my mother. She was very beautiful so when Erik says she hasn’t aged a day, I know in my heart that he is talking about her beauty. So that part is absolutely correct. When Erik speaks about “…if she had lived she and my father would have stayed together…” there is no way he could have known they were separated at her death because I hadn’t told you that and that is why I said, there are things I already know, but I wanted to test to see if this experience you were having with Erik was real. Well. They were separated at the time of her death.

    So that also is revealing. My father remarried soon after my mother’s death. I was a baby so I have no idea how long it was, but I want to say perhaps, maybe, a year to two years, against both his and her families’ wishes.

    That marriage did not go well. The woman was an evil stepmother and she abused us as kids, partly out of hatred for our mother. Imagine if you will Elisa, we were the ages and somewhat younger about Erik’s age in the video you posted of when you were in the hospital with your newborn son and your children came to visit. The evil stepmother would tell us our mother abandoned us, she was a tramp and that she was no good. She would tear up all of our mother’s photos and it was hell here on earth with her.

    When Erik says that our mother grieved over the separation from her children, does he mean that she knew what we were going through with the evil stepmother or that she just didn’t understand what had happened at the moment of death? When Erik says that if our mother had lived she and my father would have remained together, I don’t know if that is in the more detailed transcript or not but it may shed some light.

    Could you ask Erik to elaborate more on when he says Mother “…loves the house?” What “house” is he referring to? And what about it does she love? Whose “house?” The part about education is very telling and I believe what Erik said about her. Education was very important to our family. She was more educated than our father, but they both came from highly educated families. He went to Korea and she was in college when they met.

    Please thank Erik for the communication and ask him please if you will for Mother to elaborate more on what happened between she and my father to make her leave him? Why did she leave the house and leave us with him? Why didn’t she take us with her? This all may be in the detail to come, I don’t know. Ask Erik why hasn’t she moved on from where she is now and what is she doing still there. Ask Erik how is she dressed? Oh and Elisa, she died of a lacerated spleen and severe head injuries from what my grandmother told me. The man that she was with, who was he to her and what was that relationship. Does she regret leaving my father? What would have brought them back together had she lived? Was she shocked at her death? Did she know she was dying? Has she tried to communicate with her children and if so, what methods does she use.

    Oh Elisa, Oh Elisa, I don’t know what to say except thank you so much. Oh and one more, the evil stepmother’s name is Hilda Marlene. She too has passed on recently within the last few years. Has my mother come into contact with her and what transpired? Has she seen my father yet? And what was the reunion like? Tell my mother, my father loved her so. Ask my mother does she have a message for me specifically and my oldest sister Cynthia, her first born and Catherine her second born and Wallace Jr. my baby brother.

    Erik, you sweetness is remarkable. Thank you so much.

    Oh and Elisa,

    My father was so brokenhearted over my mother’s death, he never spoke of her to us. Never talked about her to us, nothing. I think it was just too painful. He was shot in the line of duty two months after she passed and he almost died. He was a Metropolitan policeman. It would have been a double tragedy had he passed as well. But he willed himself to live because of his children. While he was in the hospital, he had a junior nurse who attended him, she turned out to be the evil stepmother later. I believe she thought my father had money, because while they were giving him the last rites, his family brought the lawyer to the hospital for him to sign legal documents and she was in the room with him, no one thought he would pull through but he did and she made sure she was there to attend to his needs. I think she looked somewhat like my mother and he needed love and you can guess what happened from there.

    I think when she found out that he really loved my mother and who my mother actually was she went bananas and she took it out on us. So to a point I believe what Erik has said, I would like to hear more. I think my father honestly couldn’t talk to us about her because it was too painful for him. I think he did share his pain with the evil stepmother and she pretended like she understood and then when he wasn’t there, she took that information he shared with her and she twisted in into something very ugly and fed it to us while we were children. She tried to make us believe that our mother didn’t love us and didn’t want us. She was a horrible woman.

    After my father regained his strength from the shooting while on the police force, he retired on disability but he still needed to provide for his family and he could only do a certain amount of work because of his injury, so the type of work he did took him away from his family for long periods of time, so we were left with the evil stepmother and it was hell. He didn’t know what she was doing to us and she would threaten to kill us if we told. So we suffered in silence. It all came to a head in 1967 and they were divorced. We went away to boarding school and begun to heal but not without trauma some of which we’ve not to this day healed from. That is why it is important that I am seeking guidance from our mother in hearing her side of the story and what really happened. If we knew, I think it would help us to heal as children. We are not children anymore, but it would go a long way towards healing from those scars.

    It is very important to hear Teresa’s side of the story. If Erik could provide more detail from our mother, I would greatly appreciate it. Now that you know the entire story, perhaps you will be better able to ask Teresa what actually happened with that. Did she love our father? Did she want out of the marriage? What was she going through in her marriage? WE want to hear her voice. More detail is exactly what is needed here.

    I miss them both. My father was a fantastic father to his children, and once the evil Stepmother was out of the picture, he always stressed us to in his words…get our lesson. He would always make sure we got the best he had to give. I believe that Erik is right when he says, our father stressed education, I believe he is right when he said our father got it from our mother. She was a teacher when she died. She majored in early childhood education.

    Thanks so much Erik and Elisa. I can see from the two of you a mother’s love is never, ever broken. But I would like to hear her voice in the matter, that is why I keep trying to contact her even to this day, but I want to do it through reputable people.

    God bless,

    Connie

  • August19th

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    These next questions comes from a very worried mother who changed her original requests after a serious family crisis occurred. She was worried for good reason, though.  For me, asking such questions can be scary. I often have to hold my breath and pray as I await the response.

    Because of the sensitive nature of this entry, all identifying facts have been changed.

    Dana’s Question

    Dear Elisa,

    Thank you for your quick reply! Yes, if he is able to connect with my mother that would be amazing. I have 104 dimes I have collected from her since she died. Some of the stories are nothing short of amazing. One of the stories still makes me smile as my 16 year-old daughter was with me to see the miracle. I always knew they were from Mom, but felt no one believed me. Now they all do. I just wish she would appear to me. Your blog renewed my faith, as Mom has not been “around” as much as far as I feel. You may not know the extent to which you are helping others, but know that you and your son are really making a difference—even if you can’t “see” it. You are.

    Love,

    Dana, 45, Sacramento, CA

    Mom’s name is Helen. She died in Rockport, TX

    I’d mainly like to know why I was getting dimes/signs from her and she’s pulled back for some reason??? It’s made me sad :( I would like to know who she is with there and what she’s doing–does she miss us or is she too busy—does she watch over my daughters?

    Thanks Elisa. You are on my mind a lot!! God Bless!! You are an angel on earth. I really think so.

    Dana :) XOXOXO

    Dana’s Addendum

    Dear Elisa,

    I’m so sorry to be bothering you with this. My 17 year-old daughter and I just had an argument and she told me she knows she will die from suicide when she is 20 or 25 (her words) She has had severe depression since she was young. I’m laying here in tears because I know this all will end in despair. It could be tomorrow or when she is 20.

    Could I please change my Erik question?  I was asking about my mom, but I am truly worried and sick about my daughter. I am wondering if I’m going to lose her to suicide. I am feeling such a gamut of emotions. I am angry with her for holding this over my head. It’s always in the back of my mind. She’s seeing doctors and counselors, but I don’t see any changes.

    Her name is Allison and she is 17 years old.

    Thank you for listening. I’m just a mess right now.

    Dana

    Channeling Transcript

    Me: Next is Dana. She’s 45 years old from Sacramento, California. She’s worried about her teenage daughter, Allison. Will she commit suicide? She had an argument with Dana and told her she knew she would take her own life sometime in her 20s.

    Erik: She received this message in a dream, and it was really very clear to her that this was her destiny, that this is who she was. In fact, she will try to uphold that, she’ll attempt it again to try to fulfill that destiny.

    Me (dismayed): Oh, gosh, anything she can do to prevent it?

    Erik: No therapy is going to help bring her out of it.

    Me: No therapy?

    Erik: Yeah, no psychotherapy, medication, things like that, because when she received that message, it haunted her so bad, it’s almost like she’s in control of someone else, like when she lived before. So if we’re looking at something that can bring her out of it, it’s gonna have to be past life regression. She’s gonna have to dig up the past to give her the strength to change her path on her own. This pattern doesn’t have to play out, Mom.

    Me: Okay. Now is it because it’s for her soul’s evolution to experience this kind of death like that’s a death she hasn’t experienced before or maybe it’s to teach others about loss or herself about the sanctity of life or what? Is it something like this that shouldn’t be changed because it’s part of her blueprint?

    Erik: There seems to be an internal struggle with her. She’s committed suicide before, so she feels like she has to play that pattern out again and again and again. People get stuck in these patterns all the time, especially self-destructive ones. So if you look into her pasts lives, you’ll probably find out that she’s committed suicide in that same age range again and again.

    Me: Okay, I’ll let Dana know that.

    Erik: She’ll be okay if she gets past life regression though.

    Me: Oh, that’s good. I can only imagine the eggshells her mom is walking on. Now the original question Dana has is this. Her mom’s name is Helen. She died at the age of 82. So Dana keeps seeing these dimes all the time. Are they signs from her mom?

    Erik (laughing): Yes. She thinks pennies are overrated!

    (I laugh)

    Erik: So she’s using dimes.

    Me: She says at first she got them all the time, but now it seems like her mom has pulled back a bit. She’s not getting as many.

    Erik: You’re right, it’s not as frequent, but she’s not really pulling back because she’s involved in other things or because she’s not interested in making that kind of contact. She’s pulling back, because she wants Dana to focus on her life instead of walking around, waiting to be reminded that they’re there.

    Me: Oh, okay! Does she watch over her daughters?

    Erik: Oh, Hell, yeah, all the time. She visits and hangs around Dana and her daughters all the time. And she’s trying to help give Allison guidance to break that pattern.

    Me (relived): Oh good! Good!

    Erik: Her daughters are hot.

    Me: Some things never change with you, Erik!

    Erik: Guilty.

    Me: Don’t let your girlfriend know!

    (Erik laughs)



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