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  • May7th

    28 Comments

    How Spirits Say “Hello”

    Posted in: After Death Communication, Communication from the dead, Death, Life review, Messages from the dead

    Many of you may have had deceased loved ones communicate with you in ways you might not be aware of. (Damn I hate to end a sentence with a preposition, but I sound too professorial if I do.) Anyway, I digress. (Ah oh. That sounds kind of professorial, too. Sigh.) The way Erik says hello or tells me I’m on the right track is by creating a sensation of intense goosebumps. It’s a tingling sensation either on my scalp, my face, an arm or a leg. I had never experienced those goosebumps before he died. So, I asked him how spirits create that sensation, among other forms of communication.

    Me: Why do some spirits make us feel goosebumps and/or coolness, and how exactly do they do that?

    Jamie (to Erik, whispering): Oh, don’t.

    Jamie: Can this go off record? Or maybe not.

    She giggles.

    Me: No! I don’t edit anything.

    Jamie: Oh, god.

    She braces herself as she conveys what Erik said.

    Jamie bursts into laughter. She can’t contain herself.

    Erik: Sometimes when you feel goosebumps, that’s kinda like when you’re in the movie theater and you’re—

    Jamie squirms and says, “Oh,” to signal how hesitant she is about repeating his words.

    Erik: It’s like being in front of Pee Wee Herman.

    Me: I know you were going to say that!

    Jamie: How did you know that? Holy sh*#. How did you know that?

    Me: When you said “movie theater,” it was pretty obvious. Okay, what about Pee Wee?

    Jamie laughs nervously, but continues.

    Erik: —and, you know, he’s whacking off. That would give you the goosebumps.

    Jamie: Even though he says whacking off, he shows me a, uh, a pump of lotion.

    Erik: You know, that would give you goosebumps.

    Me: Well, how do you do that?

    Erik: It really depends on the vibration that the spirit is giving off, and what you’re wiling to perceive. Goosebumps, if we look at it scientifically—

    Jamie: He’s using air quotes.

    Erik: —they’re there as a mechanism, as a warning that your sense of your environment has changed without cause. I think that’s a great alarm system for when a spirit walks into a room. They can change the subtle energy in a room, but yet visually and physically, nothing has changed. You know, that’s there to raise the hair in your body and make you look bigger than what you are and like a badass. It’s the same thing as when raccoons and cats raise the hair on their bodies. Same mechanism as the goosebumps. Makes your hair stand up.

    Whoa, I feel goosebumps on my right leg as I type this. HELLO ERIK!

    Erik: They do it out of defense, but for us, it’s kinda, you know, (in a girlie voice) a little bit of fun. How do we do it? It’s really just a vibration match.

    Me: A vibration match? You mean you match it with ours?

    Erik: Uuuuh, it’s not like an identical match, but let’s say if I need a finger to push a button, I replicate the energy vibration of the finger so I can push the button. It’s cause and effect.

    Me: Oh, I see. So, in the case where you make me feel goosebumps, um, like sometimes you make me feel goosebumps on the side of my face or my scalp or leg. How do you do that? Give me a step-by-step.

    Erik: I get up behind you, and I get a large container of lotion.

    Jamie laughs.

    Me (chuckling): God, Erik. Don’t even go there.

    Erik: No, I get up behind you,and I put my hand in your hair. Then I push my energy through the top few layer of your skin, but not to the bone. And just the muscles. Usually your body responds to an interference, a change in the environment, so your body responds with the goosebumps. That’s why it’s really location specific.

    Jamie stumbles on the word, “specific”.

    Erik: Full body goosebumps is when we move through somebody or move past somebody. It’s all kinds of things. But for you, it’s pretty easy though, because you’re in tune to me; you communicate with me; you talk to me, so it’s kind of like knocking on the door to come in or hitting the doorbell and coming in.

    Me: Mm hm, You usually do it to say hello or to give me an affirmative like, “Yes, that’s true,” or “Yes, you’re on the right path.” Things like that. Is that true?

    Erik: Yes.

    Me: So, really, it’s energy-to-energy, right?

    Erik: Yes, it is.

    Me: So are you matching my energy, or…

    Erik: Well, I’m not matching it identically; I’m just matching the need to give you the goosebumps.

    Jamie (to Erik): I think that was confusing, the way you used “matching.”

    Me (confused): Yeah. I don’t understand. Tell me energy to energy what you mean.

    Erik: If I need a level 4 vibration to make you have goosebumps, I adjust to a level 4 to get into your energy and create the goosebumps for you. If I want to give you a solid touch, maybe I have to be a level 2, so I’d go to a level 2. If I want your ear to turn red and get hot and fiery, then maybe I have to be a level one.

    Me: Okay.

    Erik: So, I adjust myself to a level one. Our sense of interacting with humans, pets, plants is an adjustment of your energetic vibration level. It’s not like a mental think where I’m thinking it and I’m creating it and I’m making it happen out and away from me. I’m actually involved in that interaction, that merge of energy.

    Me: Interesting. This blog member goes on to ask what other ways spirits make themselves known and how.

    Erik (laughing): What? Is she writing a book?

    Me: I guess so!

    Erik is laughing hard.

    Erik: The ways? The list is endless!

    Me: Okay. Give me one other way.

    (Pause)

    Me: The second most common way.

    Erik: Oh, like when people just randomly think if us for no cause or reason?

    Me: Okay, and how—

    Erik: But they think it’s just their memory kicking in or that they got sad or that it got triggered by something else? You know, that kind of bullshit; it’s really us.

    Me: So, how does that happen? We sense the energy, but….

    Erik: Ah, because normally your conscious mind is focused on something else, so it leaves your backside totally vulnerable. And I don’t mean, literally, your ass side. I just mean that if you’re focused on one thing, the 360 of where your focus could be is kind of left dark, right? If you’re focused on eating that hamburger the way your are, then all the other parts of your conscious awareness are kinda dull. So that leaves us an opening to send an energetic email with our imagery, our smell, our touch, our whole presence. You know, that’s like an email to us. It’s the whole thing. It’s a way of communicating. And then that darkened area outside what specific focus they’re having will light up. Boom! Cuz it’s receiving the email. And it’s easier to receive it cuz your fucking brain isn’t trying to control what’s coming in. It’s too damn focused on that hamburger. That’s the sweet spot. Then all of a sudden, you go, “Ah, Jim! I remember Jim! Why am I thinking about Jim? That’s weird!

    Jamie (chuckling): I love these voices. The way he says things in a different voice. It’s funny.

    Erik: So, that’s one way we get in, but yet people think it’s their mind paying games with them and all kinds of fucked up things, so we often don’t get the credit. Instead of, “Oh, Jim must be saying hi”, it’s, “Oh, he must have liked hamburgers.” So, they fuck it up. That’s one of the easiest ways we communicate.. If we go beyond that, we go to moving shit, putting shit in your way like in situations in your life, like you wanted a new job but you looked and looked and looked and looked, and it didn’t come up. Then, you turn around and you bump into somebody and they say, “Hey, are you for hire?” And they give you the job you wanted. That’s the shit we like to do.

    Me: Well, that’s nice!

    Erik: Yeah, that’s why I’m kind of digging all this media and, you know, finding the right people for your team, so…

    Me: That’s awesome.

    Erik: Yeah. It’s happening. It’s good stuff. Good stuff, Mom.

    And that was good stuff, Erik.

    Just a heads up: Jamie has two small group phone readings coming up. I urge you to sign up, because you’ll have the opportunity to talk with your loved ones, find out your spiritual path and past lives, ask about relationship, health and career issues, and more. Jamie is kind enough to offer these inexpensive mini-readings, because she’s booked up through September for her full hour readings.

    MAY 8TH GROUP READING

    MAY 15TH GROUP READING

    Also, please join Jamie on Saturday, May 18 from 10:00-11:30am EST as she channels Erik. This will be a fun and unique event in which Jamie will channel Erik. He will deliver a lesson for the first 45 minutes, and then answer participant’s questions for the remaining 45 minutes. I’ve already signed up, and I hope you do, too. These sessions are often life-changing. Sign up below:

    MAY 18TH CHANNELING WITH ERIK

    Last but not least, don’t forget to subscribe to the Channeling Erik YouTube channel. This morning, I just added a four-part series about the nature of, sensations behind and physics of death as well as information about life reviews. Here’s the link to the channel as well as the first in the five-part series about being human. Be sure to bookmark the link to the channel.

    CHANNELING ERIK YOUTUBE CHANNEL

    ERIK DISCUSSES THE HUMAN EXPERIENCE, PART ONE

  • September10th

    16 Comments

    A Message from Paul Hampton Crockett

    Posted in: After Death Communication, Channeling, Communication from the dead, Contact with the dead, Death of a sibling, Dream visitation, Dreams, Jamie Butler, Lucid Dream, Messages from the dead, Pranks from spirits, Psychic medium, Spirit visitation

    Before we get on to the main topic, I’d like to share a lucid dream my daughter, Michelle, had a few nights ago. For some reason these dreams aways involve her going upstairs and this one was no different. She was headed up the first short flight of stairs and saw Erik standing next to the art niche on the small landing right where the next flight of stairs takes off to the left. He was wearing a white t-shirt and shorts. She couldn’t see his feet. His eyes were the brightest green she had ever seen and the entire scene looked like it was in high definition. He wore a wide grin on his face. Michelle called out his name and ran to him. They gave each other a long, warm embrace.  Apparently I was sitting on the sofa in the den downstairs, but before Michelle could call me to come up and see him, Erik dove over the banister and did a face plant on the floor below. Then he jumped to his feet, arms outstretched, and said, “Ta da! See, I can’t get hurt!” Michelle fussed at him for scaring her, but then let out a big laugh. Then Erik cradled his arm and feigned an injury, “Ow, my arm, my arm!” Michelle went to get me, but when we both returned and looked over the banister, all that remained was a pair of red sneakers. Later that day, a family friend hurt his arm in a motorcycle mishap. Hm.

    Michelle and Erik, Always the Crazy Duo

    And now here is a message from blog member Paul Hampton Crockett in response to the post, Borderline Personality Disorder, the Soapbox Version. He describes the effect that the Channeling Erik blog has had on his life. I also  LOVE LOVE LOVE what he said about our dear Jamie. His writing flows not from the pen but from the heart. His art, like him, is truly a gift to this world.

    Hey, Elisa: What a great post. A simple and miraculous observation took shape even as I read it that I wanted to share with you. First, I thought, “How I love that woman,” meaning you. (Yet the same would be true also for Jamie, who must be one of the most gifted “translators” ever. She not only has gifts, she is a gift. What she knows about the art of making all feel welcome and co-equals “at the table,” cannot be taught. I also adore that quality of honesty so much a part of her. When she is momentarily clueless and says so, and then proceeds to explore and discover, we are all then given an opportunity to learn, along with her. She is something else!)

    What I wanted to tell you, Elisa, is that scarcely a day of my life goes by that you are not a part of, because you are so in my heart. I think of you so often it surprises me, and with greatest warmth. I feel like you know that, as I am in your heart (and it feels so GOOD to me!), but I still wanted to just say it. Because it’s the most real thing I know. Just as you are. Here’s one of my favorite ee cummings quote-lettes, which might as well have been written for you, as consolation and encouragement, but mostly in a spirit of celebration:

    “To be nobody but yourself — in a world which is doing its best,
night and day, to make you like everybody else — means to fight 
hardest battle which any human being can fight, and never stop fighting.”

    But I digress, I suppose, because I haven’t yet gotten to the observation mentioned in the first sentence above, that led me to sit down and write! And it really is quite simple. As I was reading, an awareness dawned on me about that son of yours. I thought, “He’s so real to me.” And in fact, he is part of my life in a most enriching and unusual way. He’s like a good friend (which is, to me, the most sacred thing): non-dramatic, fully present, and steadily nutritious. He is in my life. And yet he’s dead.

    And that is the heart of the miracle I wanted to stretch on out to Texas from Florida tonight, and just share with you. That truth resonated with me in a special way, because after Scott’s death, one of my most deeply sorrowful, personal, and heartfelt of lamentations was that “For the rest of my life, none of the people I will meet will ever have a chance to know him, or experience how very beautiful a soul he was.” The idea was just so sad. At the time, you see, I mistook that notion for knowledge. I know better now, but there has been something of an intense learning curve.

    Back then, the mournful thought, “self-evident,” just kept arising. Each time, it felt as sharply painful (or dully and deeply throbbing), as the first. It seemed the recurring chorus in the primal song of grief that had become my life, the crystallization of my pain. Diminishment and sorrow seemed the inescapable bookends of my destiny. Such was the cost of love, and surviving its loss.

    With the passage of time, I came to understand that Scott had by no means left anything but his body. In fact, many have come to know him quite well in the years since his death (notably including you, and Erik). Also, I have settled in to the comforting awareness that he abides in me, in much more than a merely poetic sense. And it’s probably also true, vice versa. That whole realm of experience remains hugely mysterious. The hour’s grown late, and I won’t even try to speak to that one, at the moment.

    Maybe what I am trying to say is beyond words; I’m not sure. But it has to do with the truest and most pure essence of miracle, and offers a promise of hope for those who feel broken wide open even as the winds blow, or who stagger through their endless days in a flame of sorrow that lacks the grace to consume, or who otherwise suffer unimaginable tortures with the loss of those they have so loved. What I finally learned was that death did not mean what I had thought it did, at all. If the love I held for him in my heart still overflowed in is fullness (for it is he that had taught me the lessons of Love greatest and most true); if my living Love for him had not died with him, then that was for a reason, and it was not cruel.

    So let me say, Elisa, Thank you for keeping Love alive. Thank you for being a light in the world. And may the Spirit settle gently upon us where it is most needed. May all of us find comfort according to our need, and find rest in the assurance that it is love that got us into this mess, it is love that has brought all of us together, to where we now stand, and it is somehow, some way, together that we will at last find our way Home. This damnably convincing illusion of separation shall pass away at last as a cloud, having served its purpose, and there will be celebration not even now given us to imagine, and we will feel in heart’s center, sure as we now breathe, a spirit of enduring joy. Not a single one of us shall be left “outside of the circle.” None shall be left behind.

    And, since in the realm of Spirit there is no time, perhaps it is now that we may feel the touch. Not in the poetry of some promise of future prophecy, but now. In this hour of our greatest need. Maybe we can all, each in our way yet joined in common purpose, just take a moment, be still, and breathe.

    So in that moment, right here and now, and exactly as we are, maybe beaten and bruised in our endless daily struggles, hope reduced only to a single tiny flickering flame, and far from certain, with dark despair as close upon us as our shadows, then, and even so, 
a Greater River continues to flow, of which we are all a part, and 
We are known, 
We are loved, far beyond reason or comprehension, 
and we are never, ever alone.

    Amen.

    Not only is Paul a talented writer and lawyer, he’s also an incredible artist who paints from the soul. Check out his masterpieces:

    http://growingintothemystery.net/2012/01/17/first-some-art-2/

    Here’s one example:

  • August27th

    35 Comments

    Ouija Boards

    Posted in: After Death Communication, Channeling, Communication from the dead, Contact with the dead, Messages from the dead

    Great news guys! Jamie and Erik are almost finished with the details for the upcoming Channeling Erik event in San Diego this November. It’s going to be held in a pretty little hotel/resort on the beach. Yum. Some of the classes will take place on the beach, too! So, start making your plans peeps and email me if you’re pretty sure you’re coming so Jamie can order the appropriate number of materials. I think the conference rooms are a little small, so there may be a limit this time. :( Now for Erik’s take on Ouija Boards.

    Me: What about Ouija boards? Can you give me the general low down on them?

    Jamie (laughing): Oh my god! Erik’s been talking to me about this! I was asking him what do we want to do in our San Diego event in November. He’s asked me a little bit about taking the Ouija boards and talking board communication boards out there and having and having part of a day learning how to use them.

    Me: Okay. That’s so cool! If not a little creepy!

    Jamie: What, do you actually approve of it? Do you think that it would be an okay thing?

    Me: Are you kidding me? This is your and Erik’s gig. I’m just one of the paying customers! I think it’d be great. Any way to communicate across the veil is very cool in my opinion.

    Erik: Mom, I still think you need to hire someone to do all the transcribing and focus all your energy on the books.

    Me: No! I love transcribing, because it’s so healing for me to have the conversation with you all over again. No. No, no no.

    Erik (sighing): Okay. It’s like taking away your pacie (sp?) I get it.

    Me: I know.

    Erik (in a sing song tone): I’ll let ya keep it.

    Me (sighing): Okay.

    Erik: Tell Jamie—

    Jamie (to Erik): I know.

    Erik: Tell Jamie to put it on the books that we are going to teach Ouija and communication techniques on talking boards.

    Me: Okay.

    Jamie (to Erik): That means I have to have a Ouija board and talking board for every couple of people!

    Erik: Yes, Jamie. You can do that; don’t worry so much.

    Jamie: All right.

    Me: Anything else on the Oujia board?

    Erik: Well we didn’t really talk about it.

    (Pause)

    Jamie (to Erik): Oh, really? (pause) Uh, yeah, we can. Tell, uh, well, that’s not going to be til later in the year, Erik. (to me) He says that this time, when we do the Erik conference, he wants the workshop, the workbook, to be kind of like a chart to be where you’ll be able to scan it and post it on the website for people to be able to download.

    Me: Okay.

    Jamie: So, if we do the Ouija, then he and I will create a document that can be scanned in and posted as a “here’s how you do it” kind of a thing.

    Me: That sounds good, especially since not all of the blog members will be able to go.

    Erik: We gotta help people stay in contact. They’re real instruments, but tell the people who are asking the questions that you can really fuck up bad.

    Me: Yeah, because can’t you let in negative energy, negative spirits and stuff?

    Erik: Oh, yeah. A whole lot of creepy shit.

    Me: Mm. So, I guess there are ways to protect yourself.

    Erik: Yeah. Yeah. But that’s like a whole hour lesson. Do you wanna get into it?

    Me: Well, we don’t have an hour, sadly. I guess the main thing we wanted to know if whether or not Ouija boards were truly useful instruments or crocks of shit.

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  • April29th

    20 Comments

    Erik’s Visit to Sachi and Donna

    Posted in: After Death Communication, Channeling, Communication from the dead, Messages from the dead, Pranks from spirits, Spirits and electrical appliances

    Two Erik stories today! The first is story about an Erik visit to Sachi is so amazing. It’s so typical of him to prank when we’re connected in some way to the blog, when he’s delivering on a promise to visit, or when we need him most. You’re really, really going to enjoy this one! (Thanks for sharing, sweet Sachi!)

    Elisa -
    I got my visit!!  It wasn’t scary at all –  it was wonderful.  I’ll try to explain it to you…  Last week I was listening to the audio of the last channeling session.  As I was listening, I was also perusing a website, observando.net which is a site that has all kinds of pictures and signs (thousands).  I was sitting at my computer with my left hand on my face – and my legs kind of twisted around each other with my both legs AND feet crossed over each other – off to the side of the chair (think kind of ladylike).  During the part where the guy is talking about the prank with the phone app…  this sign comes up on the website. Let me know if you can’t see this sign. If it didn’t work, you’ll only see a grey box.
    Yep – wild huh, I was so happy!   When I tell people of the experience it’s interesting how some people try to rationalize the “coincidence”.  Then towards the end of the audio – as I’m still scrolling through that same site, a woman is listening to Jamie and says, Oh. OK.  JUST as she says that, this comes up:
    How wonderful!  Life has been tumultuous at best this year so far, perverse yet full of grace. I have been so blessed and hope I can reciprocate the love and gifts I’ve received!  I am so grateful.
    xoxo
    Sachi

    The second story is from Donna and is equally amazing! He’s getting better and better with his pranks! Here’s the story:

    As long as we are sharing our Erik visits I will share mine. I think it was Erik.
    I was sitting in my recliner watching TV. I smelled a terrible smell, like a bad cat litter box smell. But we don’t have a cat or litter box. I asked my husband if he smelled it but he didn’t. The smell just faded away. Later I went in the kitchen by the sink and I smelled it again and again it just faded away. I lost my cat about six weeks ago and I had asked the spirits for proof she is still around me, so maybe that was my proof.
    This past Thursday night three of our grandchildren had a sleep over. I had loaded the dishwasher and added the dishwasher soap and got distracted and forgot to turn it on to wash. We were all in the living room watching TV. and I heard the door on the dishwasher close and someone loudly pushing buttons on the dishwasher, Then the dishwasher started to wash the dishes. I immediately got up and went to the kitchen and nobody was in the kitchen and the buttons on the wash cycle wasn’t even lite up. I opened the door and closed the door again but still none of the cycle buttons lite up. The dished did run through a cycle and wash. This is kind of far fetched for a spirit to do , Don’t you think? But I can’t explain it.

  • April27th

    29 Comments

    A Machine to Detect Your Deceased Loved One

    Posted in: After Death Communication, Channeling, Communication from the dead, Contact with the dead, Messages from the dead

    We’ve gotten lots of wonderful tributes for Jamie, and I thank you all so much. Imagine her surprise when I send it to her after we get more. I bet she’ll tear up with joy. I love you all!

    Check this out and see what you think.Thanks Todd for email me this about a week ago! Sorry it took so long to post!

    By JANICE PODSADA, of CNN affiliate CTNow/WTIC

    GRANBY, Conn. — In 2004, 17-year-old Melissa Galka, a senior at Granby Memorial High School, died several days after being seriously hurt when the car she was driving hit a tree on Silver Street in Granby.
    Within days of her death, she began communicating with her family, her father Gary Galka told The Courant Monday. “She started doing things like ringing the doorbell, changing TV channels, turning lights on and off,” Galka said.
    “Then one time she came into my room and I felt her sit on the edge of the bed,” said Galka “I felt her lay her head on my chest.”

    Galka’s wife, Cindy, and his two daughters, Jennifer and Heather, have also experienced similar phenomenon, either seeing Melissa or hearing her voice.

    “I’ve never seen Melissa,” said Galka, “but my younger daughter Heather has seen her three times.”
    This past weekend the family was featured on “Ghost Adventures,” a Travel Channel television program that explores paranormal phenomenon.

    Soon after his daughter’s death, Galka, a test instrument engineer, began developing hand-held devices that purportedly can detect unusual vibrations in a room, temperature variations — “hot and cold spots,” and other activities associated with the paranormal. Galka also created a voice recorder, the “spirit box,” that he claims can record responses from any “spirits” that might be present.

    “I’ve created over 30 different products for paranormal research. No one was making products for these people,” Galka said.

    The crew of “Ghost Adventures” uses several of Galka’s devices: the Mel-Meter, the SB7 Spirit Box and other devices to detect paranormal activity when they film each episode.

    The death of Galka’s daughter “caused him to develop equipment for the paranormal,” said the show’s host Zak Bagans. “With his devices he’s captured voices of her. His family, even people that aren’t related to him, have seen her at the house.”
    “Gary is a very, very talented electrical engineer and he’s helped companies, massive companies, in that aspect in order to do things better,” Bagans added.

    The paranormal devices are sold through Galka’s company, D.A.S. Distribution Inc., in East Granby. The company sells sound meters, humidity and temperature meters and lasers to medical and aerospace companies. The paranormal devices are a small portion of the business, although Galka said he has sold thousands of the devices.

    Galka donates one-third of the profits from the sale of paranormal devices to bereavement groups, including The Cove Center for Grieving Children in Wallingford and Mary’s Place A Center For Grieving Children in Windsor, which both help children deal with the death of a brother or sister.

    Galka’s most recent invention is a device that he says can detect shadows in the dark.
    According to the D.A.S. website, http://www.pro-measure.com, the Mel meters, which can pick up electromagnetic field activity, are specifically designed for paranormal investigators.

    As for skeptics, Galka says he hopes that his family’s experiences and the devices he has created will help people who don’t believe in the afterlife to “take a better position.”
    “I feel compelled to help other bereaved parents … to show these parents that they can live beyond the grief and be comforted knowing their child is in a good place — to show them they can have hope.”
    Melissa Galka was a member of the school’s gymnastics team and was preparing to study interior design and business management when she got to college. Students at Granby Memorial High School erected a permanent memorial on the school’s campus after her death.

    “They built a beautiful memorial,” Galka said. “It was donated by the graduating seniors of 2005.”


    http://youtu.be/F3MCPeyWv8Q

  • March24th

    14 Comments

    The Afterlife Experiments

    Posted in: After Death Communication, Afterlife, Channeling, Communication from the dead, Messages from the dead, Psychic medium

    This morning, while walking to my bedroom to comb Arleen’s hair and brush her teeth, I looked down in the hallway and found a small white feather. Since we have no feather pillows–no feather anythings–in our house and certainly no birds flying around inside, I knew it was a little hello from Erik. What a nice little yellow. Now, enjoy a look inside the gifts of mediums:


    http://youtu.be/JzuLqKV0L4A


    http://youtu.be/RJEgtLRhEs4

  • January13th

    10 Comments

    Channeling Patrick Swayze, Part Three

    Posted in: After Death Communication, Celebrities, Channeling, Communication from the dead, Death of a Parent, Human Experience, Messages from the dead, Past lives, Psychic medium, Reincarnation, Soul Mate, Struggles, Suffering

    Mark your calendars for Erik’s interview (through Robert) on Following Your Bliss radio program Sunday beginning at 3:30 CST, 4:00 EST, 2:30 PST. I’m pretty sure Sharon will take call-ins!!

    http://www.blogtalkradio.com/stacey_zzzz/2012/01/15/follow-your-bliss

    Here’s the final segment in our interview with Mr. Dirty Dancer himself:

    Me: Okay. What insights do you think you gained given your new perspective in heaven?

    Jamie (giggling): His first response is that he’s going to do it again!

    Me: Oh boy, some people are gluttons for punishment.

    Jamie, Erik and Patrick laugh.

    Me: So you want to come back and live here again. Wow. You know, you seem like the type of guy who just loves the earthly plane and the human experience. Maybe that’s why you’re so good in athletics. You just adore life on earth.

    Patrick: Absolutely. And thanks so much. I tried to seize the day with everything I did from music to art to other forms of expression to dancing, anything!

    Me: What movie or role or endeavor do you think you’re most proud of?

    Jamie: He said he became a pilot. He took flying lessons or something?

    Me: Oh, okay!

    Patrick: That’s the role I was most proud of. It was something I was slightly afraid of—

    Me: But you fought your fears.

    Patrick: Yeah, and I ended up enjoying it a lot.

    Me: Well, that’s great? Do you have any idea what you were here to learn this lifetime?

    Patrick: Trust in oneself.

    Me: And do you think you accomplished that?

    Patrick: Yeah.

    Me: Oh good! What do you think you were here to teach?

    Patrick: I wasn’t teaching like you would consider in front of a classroom, but definitely I taught by example.

    (Pause)

    Me: To fight for life, to embrace life, to pack it on end before you die? Can you elaborate?

    Patrick: Well, I like how you say “embrace life.”

    Me: Okay, you taught people how to embrace life by the way you did so in your own life.

    Patrick: Yes.

    Jamie giggles.

    Me: What?

    Jamie: Just, Erik.

    Me: Oh, boy. What’s he doing now?

    Jamie: He’s talking to Patrick, and I’m not on the same page, so I don’t know.

    Me: Oh, okay. What do you think your proudest accomplishment was while you were in the physical?

    Patrick: Finding my soul mate.

    Me: Aw! And clearly you two are soul mates. Can you tell us about a past life that might have affected this last one as Patrick?

    Patrick: I can think of a few.

    (Long pause)

    Jamie: He’s showing me being a little girl. It looks like it’s in India. Dirt floors, dirt road, the buildings are close together. She’s probably four or five years old, walking by herself.

    Me: Oh!

    Patrick: I was, uh, my mother was injured. She couldn’t walk. So, every morning I was given the money to go purchase the bread for the day. It was only around the corner, maybe a half a block, but to me it felt like a mile away. I felt like such a little adult.

    Me: Aw!

    Patrick: And I remember my mother became pregnant again, and I was coming back with the bread, coming into the room—

    Jamie: He’s showing me a mother sitting on the ground, but there’s fabric and clothes and cloth, and the woman is pregnant. She’s all covered, you know, the face, everything.

    Patrick: I remember when the door was open, she’d keep her face covered, but when the door was closed, she’d bare her face for us. And she told me that she didn’t think she was going to make it through the pregnancy. I remember believing that I had to be a big girl for my mom to be confiding with me in this way.

    Me: Yeah.

    Patrick: She told me she didn’t trust my father to take care of me, that it would be up to me to take care of myself and to take care of my older brother, and she started to teach me things in the house, what needed to be done. She taught me how to be strong. And sure enough, it was six months later when she died. I know better now. What happened is she hemorrhaged.

    Me: Oh no.

    Patrick: She lost her life, but the baby survived. We gave the baby to a neighboring woman who was still nursing, so she had milk. As a girl, I didn’t have to raise the baby, but I did have to take care of an older brother and a father. I was just about 5 or 6 years at the time.

    Me: Oh my gosh.

    Patrick: It helped me not only have a strong heart because grieving wasn’t allowed, but it taught me how people that you think are strong can actually be weak. It’s the people who open up to you and show vulnerability like my mother did to me who are the strongest people.

    Me: Exactly. It takes a lot of courage to open a heart.

    Patrick: Yes, and that is what would carry through and affect me in this life, that I would only choose to have these types of people around me. I wouldn’t settle for anything else, and that is what I found.

    Me: Very powerful.

    Jamie: The visuals! Man, he can show the colors and how the blankets were sewn on the edges to keep them from fraying or unraveling. I mean, everything was just so visual and with amazing detail.

    Me: I guess some spirits are better at relaying information visually. Interesting. Now, was the baby a girl or a boy?

    Patrick: A little girl.

    Me: Did you have any contact with her, your sister, since she was in the same neighborhood.

    Patrick: Yes, I could see her and play with her, but she never lived with us.

    Me: Okay. Now, Patrick, from your newfound perspective, do you have any messages for humanity? Do you have anything else you’d like to share?

    Patrick: For such a simple question, it sure is a tall order.

    Me: Mm hm.

    Patrick: My message would be this: If you are not feeling that you’re doing the right thing, then you’re doing the wrong thing by yourself. In acknowledging how you feel, you’ll be acknowledging your strengths, but you’ll also be acknowledging your weaknesses so you can correct them.

    Me: Exactly. Feelings and intuition are such great cattle prods, you know?

    Jamie: Yeah. He agrees with you. It’s so sad; he got so somber when he was giving that story.

    Me: Oh. Yeah, but what a beautiful story, though. Sometimes hardships hold the most beauty because they contain the most powerful lessons.

    Patrick: Yeah, very true.

    Me: So, Erik, do you have anything else to ask Mr. Swayze?

    Erik: No thank you.

    Me: Okay, well thank you so much Patrick. Is there anything you’d like me to tell Lisa?

    Patrick: My wife knows exactly how I feel.

    Me: Okay. Thanks so much for your time.

    Patrick: Thanks very much.

    Jamie (chuckling): He tells Erik to keep it cool! They shake hands, but it’s kind of ghetto-y; it’s not like the business handshake.

    Me: Oh yeah, yeah.

    Jamie: It’s like this slap kind of—I don’t even know how to describe it.

    Me: We’ll just call it a slap and grab.

    And now, enjoy two of my favorite scenes from Ghost: the pottery scene and the ending. Trust me, Yin and Yang = balance (and comic relief).

    http://youtu.be/4QaFH4rHP6E

    http://youtu.be/895PZQJK5TM

  • December22nd

    16 Comments

    Channeling Jack the Ripper, Part Three

    Posted in: After Death Communication, Channeling, Communication from the dead, Jamie Butler, Messages from the dead, Murder, Psychic medium, Violent deaths

    Hey guys! I just built a Squidoo site and need 20 likes. Can you help? The link is: http://www.squidoo.com/channeling-erik

    Here’s the last part! Please be sure to like and comment on the YouTube video I posted! Love you all!

    Jack the Ripper: I was so misunderstood—because I took people’s lives—

    Me (to myself): Ya think?

    Jack the Ripper: –the work I do now is so praised.

    Jamie (stunned): He really doesn’t consider himself a murderer!

    Me: Well, do you not think that every life has value?

    Jack the Ripper: Every productive life has value.

    Me: Aww. Well, from a spiritual standpoint, don’t you think otherwise now? Oh, were your victims part of your spiritual contract? Did they sign up for this? I mean, was this a higher spiritual goal?

    Jamie: Erik’s explaining it more detail.

    (Long pause)

    Jack the Ripper: Yes. Yes.

    Me: So, your victims signed up for it before their last life. Is that what you’re saying?

    Jack the Ripper: Yes.

    Me: So, what is the whole spiritual aspect behind what you did? Was it meant for you, individually or for the collective?

    Jack the Ripper: I don’t think it was a spiritual lesson for the collective; I did it for the sake of science, and I think it did help science.

    Me: Hm.

    Jamie: Just ignorance, here. Can I stop for a second?

    Me: Sure!

    Jamie: Was he—I just never read about him—did he cut the bodies in a certain way?

    Me: I don’t know. I really don’t know anything about him. (I read about him as a teenager, but that horse left the barn a long time ago.)

    Jamie: Me neither. I chose to read about Helen Keller, not Jack the Ripper.

    Me: Exactly! Sorry Jack.

    (Sometimes I cringe at the thought that these comments hurt that entity’s feelings. Then I feel guilty for feeling sorry for such a monster. Can’t win for losing!)

    Me: Do you have any regrets, “John,” I should say?

    Jack the Ripper: I regret that I was so misunderstood; I regret that I came into a time when it was not appropriate to work upon the human body for discovery reasons.

    Me: Okay. (It’s all about him, obviously.)

    Jack the Ripper: If I were to come to life now, the work I would have done would have seen as very brilliant, very intelligent. I wish my legacy was not based on murder, but that it was based on knowledge and scientific exploration. I did not have the craving for death itself; I had the craving for understanding what life was.

    Me: Do you think you could have accomplished the same thing—of course I understand you couldn’t do to dead bodies what you did to the living back then, but do you think you could achieved the knowledge you wanted by working on the dead, if that were possible?

    Jamie: Uh, he just got tons of energy! He leans in front of me and says, “NO!”

    Jack the Ripper: It would not have been the same discovery. I needed tissue that was alive. The body is dead within minutes, and you only have a certain amount to time to see how the organ is functioning—

    Jamie (to Jack, frustrated): Again, would you PLEASE use words that are—

    (Pause)

    Jamie: It’s something about the tissue structure; it breaks apart when it doesn’t have the oxygen.

    Me: Necrosis? Necrose? Does it start with an “n”?

    Jamie: What is it?

    Me: It starts to die; you say it starts to necrose.

    Jamie: Is that when it doesn’t have oxygen?

    Me: Yes. Or he might be saying “anoxia.” So, John, you’re saying that you wish you could have lived in a different time like today, where you could have had a person who had just died, and (with permission) you could have quickly done an autopsy (in a way that you think would yield the knowledge you were seeking.)

    Jack the Ripper: Yes.

    Me: Okay. Do you have a past life that you think influenced your last one?

    Jamie: He’s talking about being an African in the heart of Africa itself. The landscape is really interesting. He’s showing me that it’s jungle that turns into this desert. It’s like a fine line: jungle, desert. (unintelligible for a few seconds.)

    Jack the Ripper: I learned how to train and work with the monkeys.

    Jamie (laughing): In my head, I asked if there were monkeys in Africa, and Erik just started laughing!

    Me (laughing): Oh, no! Erik, be nice!

    Jamie (giggling): I wasn’t thinking!

    Me: We had a monkey in our family , and his name was Erik.

    Jamie: A ha! So, the monkeys would die natural deaths, and out of curiosity, he’s ask the gods’ permission, and he would ask the tribe’s permission to remove the skin and use the skin, the muscles and the bones for tools. It was the discovery of how the animal was actually working that encouraged him to want to learn how to do that to humans. But that was never offered to him, ever!

    Me: Well, I guess not! He could have chosen to be a cannibal. That would have been a better choice.

    Jack the Ripper: Never.

    Me: Do you have any final messages for anyone out there: maybe the victims’ families—anyone?

    (Long pause)

    Jack the Ripper: My final message is this: The power that you put behind your own judgment maybe falsely placed.

    Me: Okay.

    Erik (to John the Ripper): Don’t you want to tell us more?

    Me: Yeah!

    (Pause)

    Jamie (sternly): Listen, you don’t have to be mysterious, John. Just talk.

    Me: Yeah, time’s a-wastin’, John!

    Jack the Ripper: I’m disappointed how one respectable person judges another for something that might have not been done wrongly. Then, the masses agree with that one judgment, and power builds behind it.

    Jamie (to John the Ripper): You’re talking about yourself, aren’t you?

    Me: Durr!

    Jamie: He feels like what he did was for the right cause.

    Me: Yeah. Now, how would you envision the perfect world to be, John?

    Jack the Ripper: Open. Open communication, open honesty. Open knowledge where everyone is able to learn whatever they want.

    Me: Interesting. That makes sense (but not at the expense of others.) Erik, do you have any final questions for Mr. Ripper?

    (I laugh.)

    Erik: Nope.

    Me: Okay, well, thank you very much, John.

    Jack the Ripper: Thank you for having me.

    Jamie: He does this kind of (Jamie wraps an imaginary cloak round the front of her body.) I don’t even know what you call it. A cape? A loose jacket?

    Me: Okay, well, thank you again.

    Jamie: He’s slinking out of the room.


    JTR at Work

  • December19th

    39 Comments

    Communicating with the Living

    Posted in: After Death Communication, Channeling, Communication from the dead, Contact with the dead, Death, Grief, Grieving, Human Experience, Jamie Butler, Messages from the dead, Psychic medium

    Updates alert!

    Now that I am feeling better after having undergone several sessions of EMDR, I’m working long hours on the first book: Channeling Erik: The Insiders Guide to Death, the Afterlife and the Human Experience (working title). I’m going to need an editor to review the basic organization and then for the final editing pass. I’ve also got ideas for cover art, but will likely need a graphic designer to lend his or her expertise. The title is another issue. I’m not set on it yet.

    Also, plans are shaping up for Jamie’s and Erik’s event in Austin the first weekend in March: The Channeling Erik Weekend of F%#@ing Enlightenment. I can’t wait to meet those of you who plan to come. I’m bringing most of my family!

    Another thing, sometimes I don’t always answer every comment and sometimes I don’t reply to emails with lengthy prose, but I hope no one takes that as a brush off. Another thing, after the channeling event in California ended, I sort of rushed out. I found out one person was offended, so probably more are. The reason was that Michelle was very hurt by something Erik said and she and Arleen left. I was so upset and worried that I couldn’t didn’t hear any of the rest of the channeling, and I ran out when it was over. What I’m saying is remember that I love you all, and you’ll never have a friend more loyal and dedicated to you. If you think I’m curt or dismissive, it’s a misunderstanding. I love you as though you were my own children (and grandchildren)

    Now, here’s what Erik has to say on the abilities of a discarnate soul like him to communicate with those of us who are stuck here!

    Me: A blog member poses this question, and it’s a great one: “Erik, can you address how challenging it is for some folks who cross the event horizon to the other side to come back for visits? Some people seem to do it more easily and more often than others, and even with a specific spirit, the experience of them goes from something tangible to something really wispy.”  Anyway, is that caused by the vibrational level of the deceased spirit? Let me read her example: “I can always tell when my dad is in the room, because the air feels thick, but my son typically comes through very delicately. Some people I can see, others I can’t. Am I the variable or are they?”

    Erik: Mostly, the human is the variable. Not that we’re claiming more stability over here—we’re not—but the emotional connection between each person is very different.

    Me: Yeah.

    Erik: And I think you can vouch for this, Mom. When you’re a mother to someone who’s passed away, there is a lot more need for a different kind of communication. Often it can’t be given to that level of expectation. It might not be a spoken expectation like, “I want you to do this,” or “If you exist, I want you to give me this specific sign.” Expectation, grief, yearning, these are all very dense vibrations, so it’s harder for people who hold these feelings close to be open and aware of communication from us.

    Me: Oh yeah. I understand.

    Erik: It’s something that the heart is craving that we often can’t fulfill. There’s a really delicate line that we can’t cross, cuz we don’t want to interfere with your choice to be human. How miserable for us to be so involved in a person’s life that they stop living it and they only long to be dead or to communicate with the dead!

    God, that kind of sounds like me. Hmmm. Is this a subtle (or not so subtle) hint?

    Erik: What’s the purpose of being—

    Me: Alive?

    Erik: —stuck on earth.

    Me: Exactly. “Stuck” is the operative word here.

    Erik (chuckling): I think so, too. 

     

     

  • December15th

    13 Comments

    Channeling Elizabeth Taylor, Part Three

    Posted in: After Death Communication, Afterlife, Celebrities, Channeling, Communication from the dead, Crossing over, Death, Jamie Butler, Messages from the dead, Michael Jackson, Psychic medium, Struggles, Suffering

    Do any of you know of any super cheap (or free) modalities for video chatting that also records so I can videotape my sessions and post them on YouTube, Huffpo, and other venues?

    Also, do any of you have any ideas for a place in or around Austin, TX where Jamie and Erik can hold there Channeling Erik event in March?

    Lastly, it looks like JonBenet did relay accurate information about her killer. Kudos to Jamie for being such an open filter. I don’t have the link, but google Patsy Ramsey and check under the most recent news thread!

    Take it from here, Liz!

    Me: Do you have a life’s work there in the afterlife?

    Liz (softly giggling): Oh, I don’t think I do much.

    Me: You did enough while you were alive!

    Liz (emphatically agreeing): That’s true! I did do enough.

    Me: So, at least for now, you don’t have any form of work there?

    Liz: That’s right.

    Me:  Okay. You probably need time to rest!

    Liz: I am taking time to rest and watch my family, participate with them.

    Me: Okay. Is there a past life that you feel influenced your last one?

    Liz: I think there are so many lives I’ve lived that have a similar thread, a similar vein, and a lot of it includes being in the public eye, being able to stand in front of people and present myself. I adore being on stage. I adore being in front of people. I love it for myself; I love it for other people. There was one life in particular—a Roman life—when I was a man. I was in the war, like a war planner. I figured out where to go, whom to conquer and how to conquer them, but I never fought. I was part of the military as a planner, so I was protected. I loved the idea of creating these designs and protecting people, and also finding them places of entertainment.

    Jamie: She makes herself sound like an old time navigation system.

    Me: Yeah, really! Well, Liz, I felt like you were always so protective of your friends like Rock Hudson, Michael Jackson. It’s like you were a mother hen folding people under your wing to keep the lions, tiger and bears away.

    Liz: I think that’s deep seated in me from other lives. That’s how the Roman life affected me in this last one.

    Me: What would you say your proudest accomplishment was?

    Liz (laughing): Surviving!

    Me: Yes, surviving! But before you passed over, what did you see as your biggest achievement.

    Liz: Really, the whole package. I did it. I became a star, a success.

    Me: And from your perspective now, in spirit, do you still think that’s your proudest accomplishment?

    Liz: It changed slightly, because I was so involved with gaining ground—riches, gowns, materials, creating this face for the public so I could do what I loved most—being on stage—and I saw all those items as part of what I achieved, but after I passed, I saw that they meant absolutely nothing. Just trinkets, really.

    Me: So, now you think your greatest achievement is—

    Liz (putting her hands on her shoulders): Surviving!

    Me: Oh, I thought you were just joking!

    Liz: No! Surviving illnesses as a kid, surviving my own looks, surviving my own demise, surviving love and marriage and motherhood and children and adopting. Surviving diseases, watching my friends die—

    Me: Awww.

    Liz: And addictions, everything! I truly count myself as a survivor.

    Me: You are, Liz. You’re a real trooper. And you do all that surviving in such style. Erik, don’t you think she’s a lovely woman?

    Erik: Yes.

    Me: Are you drooling?

    Erik: Mom! She’s an older woman, and she’s taken anyway.

    Me: And you are too, so… Why don’t you go ask her a question?

    Erik: No thank you, Mom.

    Me: Okay. Well, thank you, Ms. Liz.

    Jamie: She’s not that tall!

    Me: Okay.

    Jamie: I just thought I’d tell you that, because she’s standing right across from me; I’m sitting on a stool, and I’m still looking almost directly into her eyes.

    Me: Wow! I figured she was average to tall! I guess in all the movies, she was just larger than life! Well, again thank you, Liz.

    Liz: Thank you very much. Enjoy your project, and, Erik, thank you for getting me.

    Me: Aw.

    Liz (to Erik): Take care, my love.

    Jamie: She gives Erik a little kiss on the cheek.

    Me: Aw! How lucky are you, Erik!? Kissed by Liz Taylor!

    Jamie laughs hard.

    Erik: No, the biggest deal, hands down, was dancing with Princess Di.

     

     

     

     

     

     



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