Channeling Erik
  • Crossing over
  • May14th

    25 Comments

    I’ve noticed that a lot of blog members struggle with not-so-nice spirits hanging around them. Erik gives up great advice on how to handle them. If you like this post, please share!

    Me: One blog member wants to know this: You said that once a psychopath passes, they’re relieved of their condition. That’s nice to know. So, we can presume that dementia and bipolar disease disappear, too. Is that right?  She goes on to say that Ted Bundy was cool about having spiritual contracts to kill those women. She’s wondering if some spirits are stuck in an earth memory phase, but, for her, it doesn’t appear to be so. What about evil spirits who torment us? They can seem to by psychopaths from our perspective, so are the latter not suffering a latent memory lapse of their previous human state—not psychopathic, but rather making a personality choice to be bad because that’s still the stage their spirit is in?  So basically she’s saying Ted Bundy passed over and was fine because what he did was part of a spiritual contract and had meaning. So, why are some of these spirits evil torment us?

    Erik: They obviously haven’t crossed over, Man. Like, you die; you have a choice. Do you stay on Earth in the lower dimensional planes or are you going to cross over to where your natural state of being would be, cuz you don’t have a fucking body? So, if you were crazy and didn’t believe in God and all that shit and you die, then guess what? You’re not—

    Erik (to someone else):  Yeah, I know.

    (Pause)

    Jamie: Who are you talking to? I didn’t say anything.

    (Long pause)

    Jamie bursts out into laughter. I’m left hanging.

    Jamie: Wow! Some other person in spirit was telling him, “Don’t put it that way.”

    Jamie (to Erik): Oh my god! Did you just get in trouble?

    I gasp.

    Erik: No, but it was a good point. I didn’t want to base the concept of going to Heaven on the belief in God.

    Me: Oh, yeah. Right.

    Erik: Cuz that’s not what gets you there.

    Jamie (to Erik): Who was that?

    Erik: No, don’t worry about it.

    Jamie: He’s giving me these hand signals like, “Shut the fuck up.”

    (Pause)

    Jamie (to Erik): Uh uh. You put me on the spot all the time!

    Me: So, it’s your turn, Erik.

    Jamie: Your turn, Buddy!

    (Pause)

    Jamie: It’s an archangel that watches him. He calls it part of his team.

    Me: Oh! Okay.

    Jamie (laughing): The team that’s helping him be a better spirit! A better person.

    Me: Aw.

    Jamie: And this was all formed because of his growing character on Earth.

    Me: Oh.

    Jamie: Yeah, because he has, uh (to Erik) you’re right. You do!

    Erik: Because I have a huge opportunity to teach people a simple truth not based in any religion. But, you know, sometimes you fuck up and say those things. That’s why I have them there. They’re like my autocorrect.

    Let’s hope it works better than the iPhone autocorrect. My brother in law, Jim, texted somebody about virtual reality and it ended up as “Vaginal reality.”

    Me: That’s good, Erik. Are they like your supervisors?

    Erik: Yes.

    Jamie: I looked at him and go, ‘You care!’ And he goes, “Of course I do!” But, you know, he just plays it off as if he’s some tough, rough kid, and then all of a sudden when you see that side of him, you realize how much work he’s putting into it.

    Me: God, yes. You work so hard, Sweetie.

    Jamie (with a slight quiver in her voice): That’s so awesome.

    Me: But sometimes you have fun doing it. It’s good that you are having a good time.

    Jamie: Aw, he just leans back in his chair and goes, “Ah, I love my job! This is me.”

    Me: That’s so awesome.

    Erik: So, yeah, you don’t have to believe in God to get to Heaven, but, if you had no belief about the afterlife and you were an asshole, you’re going to be an asshole still, just without a body. It’s in the higher dimensional—

    Jamie: I like that. “Higher dimensional.”

    Erik: –dimensional planes where those lower vibrational emotions just don’t resonate. So, of course when you cross over, all that bipolar crap and, you know, the need to kill people and to fuck people up—it’s just not really there. I mean, you can have those thoughts; you just can’t pass it on; you can’t really act on it. They just go flat. So, if they’re dead and they’re having those thoughts; you can pretty much say that son of a bitch hasn’t crossed over. They’re hanging in the lower dimensional.

    Jamie (giggling): Dimensional! I like that.

    Me: He’s got the lingo down!

    Jamie: Yeah. Dead people lingo. The dimensional.

    Me: Sounds like a TV show. The Dimensional. Or a band.

    Jamie: Oh, wouldn’t that be fun.

    Erik: Ahem. So, if you’re hanging out with a spirit that’s a little tweaky-tweaky, first of all, I’d say. ‘What the fuck did you do?’ You’re obviously not protecting yourself. You’re entertaining this kind of interaction.’ So, I’d say, ‘Shame on you!’ cuz you have more power than Mr. Crazy Dead Person! I would tighten that up, and then I would start laying better boundaries for that shit to get away from you, and if you are the “chosen one” to help Mr. Crazy Dead Person cross over, then fucking man up! You know, do it! Do your job. Help it. Who knows why the crazy dead person picks that one person who probably has no fucking knowledge about how to help a dead person cross over. It could just be this living memory of who they used to be.

    Me: Exactly. Wait; let me tell my sister to get the dog. She’s barking. She’s a little Yorkie puppy. Weighed 12 oz. when we got her, and she’s still so tiny. She wants to play with the cat.

    (I try to call my sister, but she must be outside.)

    Me: She’s supposed to be watching her. Okay, go ahead.

    Erik: I was wondering how long you were going to take that barking.

    Me: I know. Okay, go ahead, Erik.

    Erik: I don’t remember where I was, cuz I went over to the house to see the dog bark.

    Me: Okay. Anything else?

    Erik: Nah. Just tell that person that if they have someone like that around, they’re the ones who are fucked up. Set the boundaries. Tell them this is not what you’re looking for; this is not what you’ll allow.

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    ERIK ENCOUNTERS

    Take this POLL whether or not you’ve had him spook you!

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    This is a very short YouTube of Erik sharing some of the struggles we have as humans. If you are human, you need to watch. If you’re not and you’re eavesdropping and thinking, “Nanny nanny boo-boo. It must suck to be human,” go back to your alternate universe!

    HUMAN EXPERIENCE, PART THREE

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    Dear Reader,

    The journey on which you’re about to embark will take you through stories that are deeply personal and involves a relationship between a mother and her son.

    As a physician raised by two atheists, I had no personal belief system about life after death. In a word, I was a confirmed skeptic. As my journey progressed, my mind opened. It is my sincerest hope that yours will open as well and that you will have a greater understanding of your own life and what’s to come ahead.

    Although Erik sometimes paints a rosy picture of the afterlife, time and time again he stresses that suicide is not the answer to one’s problems. If you struggle, please understand that the information in my blog and my book is no substitute for professional help. Please click here for a list of resources for help when you find yourself considering taking your own life. Know that they are readily available when you feel that hopelessness and despair that many of us feel from time to time in our lives.

    I refuse all donations and ad revenue on the blog. It is my dream to one day establish a nonprofit organization that delivers a variety of spiritual services for those who have lost loved ones to suicide and cannot afford that assistance on their own. It’s a mission of love, sacrifice, and dedication.

    Love and light,

    Elisa

     

  • June20th

    7 Comments

    Fasten your seat belts. Parts three and four only get worse.

    Me: So you passed over. Was it peaceful?

    George: It was a fucking piece of shit.

    Me: Oh, no! Why?

    George: You know, I think I bought into the real estate—I bought into the idea that this tunnel of light was going to save my ass, and it was going to tell me it was beautiful and fine, and it was going to hold me like a baby and let me nurse on some big woman’s breasts, and everything was going to be well.

    Me (laughing): Oh my god, George.

    George: Sure enough, it was what I’ve been saying all along. When the lights go out, the lights go out. And they went out for a long time. Do you know, what saved me—?

    Jamie laughs and then sighs to compose herself again.

    George: —is that I started laughing about it. I started laughing, and I had this moment of realization that what if I am God?

    Jamie and I giggle.

    George: You know, that trick of the mind got me rolling so fast that it actually turned the goddamn lights on!

    Me: That’s the magic password, maybe. Not “Open sesame,” but –

    Jamie: I AM GOD!

    George: The damn lights came on, and—

    Me: Were you clapping your hands like with The Clapper?

    George: Yeah, twice!

    Me: Okay. There we go! God invented the first Clapper.

    George: And yet again, I was disappointed. Nobody greeted me with flowers; I won no award; there was no gold watch, no golden streets—

    Me: Aw! Poor baby.

    George: –no Pearly Gates. If it’s not true, tell me why people set themselves up for failure. We do it. We buy into this when death is really simpler than life could ever be.

    Me: So, back up and tell me a little about what beliefs you had before you died. Were you an atheist? Is that what you’re saying?

    George: I grew up Roman Catholic. I got put into the schools; I got hounded. You know I grew up in White Harlem.

    Jamie (laughing): Is there such a thing?

    Me: I don’t know!

    Jamie: I guess it’s like the bad neighborhood, but filled with white people.

    (God I hope this doesn’t get me into trouble.)

    George: Everything was rough. Hope was just as strong as having a bullet to the head, and you didn’t know whether you were going to have hope or the bullet in the head. Which one is going to be better? So, I quickly grew to be very cynical and sarcastic. It’s my outlet. To be nailed to the wall and be told what you’re going to believe and how it was though the fucking people teaching you had never—

    Jamie (flustered, trying to keep up): Phew!

    George: — been there themselves, then why the fuck are you going to believe in this?

    Me: Exactly!

    George: So, I renounced everything, and atheism quickly became my thing, my way of living. There was nothing about it that bothered me. And trust me, it’s not that I shut off and didn’t want to believe anything. I explored. But through my explorations, it gave me more strength to become an atheist.

    George on God and Religion

    This YouTube really gives you an idea of George’s journey to atheism.

    http://youtu.be/gPOfurmrjxo

  • March30th

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    Jamie and Erik will host their next small group channeling conference call April 12th. The cost will be only $45 this time and she will let me know when the registration page will be available.

    And now for the next segment of the one and only Ms. Winehouse:

    Me: Okay, Did you have any particular belief about death and the afterlife before?

    Amy: I was raised mostly Jewish, but I really didn’t put all my beliefs in that one basket. I really came out a contradiction of myself.

    Me: Can you explain that?

    Amy: I came out a girl, and people have the expectation for you to behave like a girl, but I was very much like a boy. People felt that I should have done something more soft and feminine and in control, when all I wanted to do was to be loud and aggressive and without boundaries. Everything that was expected of me or everything that I learned from an outside source, I kind of made it my business to contradict.

    Me: So did you believe that there was an afterlife.

    Amy: Uh, y-yes!

    Jamie (chuckling): She kind of stutters over it. Y-yes.

    Me: You probably didn’t think much about it, did you?

    Amy: No. I don’t think it was any big secret that I had a big addiction problem.

    Me: Yes.

    Amy: And I think that was because I couldn’t find what I really needed in my family unit. (chuckling) God bless my grandmother!

    Jamie: I wonder how her grandmother fits in.

    Me: Was she a source of support for you?

    Amy: Yes. Yes.

    Me: Good. So she was probably one of the ones you most identified with and got support from? Is that what you’re saying?

    Amy: Yeah. She was the one who pointed a finger at me and told me what I was capable of doing and not really confining me.

    Me: She didn’t make you march to someone else’s drum?

    Amy: Yes. She was the one who shoved me into theatre; she was the one who put me in front of a crowd, an audience, and that was when I realized I needed that; I wanted that.

    Me: Yeah. Well, usually those who want to contradict things have to have a platform so that they can express that through song, poetry, theatre, whatever. So, yeah, that was a good thing your grandmother did.

    Amy: I tried anything and everything. I was not afraid.

    Me: Was it your destiny to die when and how you did?

    Amy: Yes.

    Me: Why?

    (Long pause)

    Jamie: She’s explaining, and between her accent and her—I don’t know if I’d call it a mumble or if that’s really her accent. But, I mean, I’ve heard English accents, and they can be really clear.

    Me: Yeah.

    Jamie: But her voice—

    Me: Is it hard to understand? Is it the dialect?

    Jamie: Thank you. The dialect.

    Me: Yes, sometimes I have trouble with certain English dialects.

    Amy: If I were to live longer than this—I saw myself having a child—and I would have led a very destructive life and full of guilt because I wouldn’t have been able to give what the child needed. So I’m very happy—like relieved—to be cut loose from that responsibility.

    Me: Yeah, and you were about to adopt a child, right?

    Amy: Yes.

    Me: So is that what triggered your exit point?

    Amy: It wasn’t the right thing to do.

    Me: Okay. Yes. Now, tell me about your place in the afterlife. Obviously you don’t live in that big blue-floored warehouse, right?

    Amy: Insect box? No. I don’t. I live mostly close to my parents, my band mates.

    Me: Do you have a house, or do you just crash at everyone else’s pad?

    Amy: Odd to say, but you don’t really need a house. And until I loosen up and don’t have to do so much damage control, maybe then that’s when I’ll get my house.

    Me: Yeah, and settle down. So, you’re doing damage control by helping those you left behind?

    Amy: Yes, because it was a sudden exit.

    Me: Well, sure, and you died when you were 29, so that points to closure in terms of numerology. I guess that supports the fact that it was your destiny.

    Amy: I was younger than that.

    Me: Oh, okay. Or 27?

    Jamie: She’s nodding her head yes.

    Me: Yeah, because 2 + 7 = 9 and 9 means closure. I had two cups of coffee; I don’t know what the heck is wrong! 

    Here’s evidence showing she was a bit difficult to understand:


    http://youtu.be/tueki4aXqIg

    And a poignant Amy Winehouse song showcasing the inner angst so typical of many:


    http://youtu.be/ojdbDYahiCQ

  • March1st

    14 Comments

    I don’t know why I felt hell bent for leather to ask this question of Erik. Maybe one of you can help me figure that out.

    Me: Now, I don’t know why I need to know this, but before you killed yourself, weren’t you a little bit afraid that there would be no afterlife? I mean, what did you think?

    Erik: No.

    Me: Did you think there was going to be one, or was it not important to you?

    Erik: Unfortunately the latter. It wasn’t that important to me; I just had to get away from what I was in.

    Me: Yeah.

    Erik: Any option, Mom, was going to be better than what was going on in my head.

    Me: But what did you think was going to happen after you pulled that trigger and killed yourself? Did you think it was just going to be oblivion, or—

    Erik: No! No, I really just thought it would be peaceful; I really didn’t think it would be me, dead, not being able to do anything. It would just be quiet. I knew it would be quiet.

    Me: Well, did you think your consciousness would survive?

    Erik: I never really thought about it.

    Me: Wow. Well, you’ve had contact with the afterlife with that near death experience you had from that overdose several months before your death, so maybe that was a determining factor in you being more comfortable with the idea of suicide.

    Erik: It did make me more comfortable. I just knew it was going to be okay. It wasn’t scary or full of fear. It was just going to be okay.

  • January12th

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    Enjoy part two of our interview with Patrick:

    Me: What was your transition like for you?

    Patrick: It was damn near a perfect release. It was my time to go; I know it. I don’t question that for a second. In the process of my death and dying, I was able to raise awareness—

    Jamie (to Patrick): Oh that’s right, you had cancer, didn’t you?

    Me: Yes, he had pancreatic cancer.

    Patrick: I raised awareness and money. I found, you know, not absolute cures, but I found ways to prolong life with cancer. I’m very proud of what I’ve done.

    Me: Well, I remember early in your disease you said you were going to beat your cancer. You’re quite the fighter, and you really did persevere for quite a while!

    Patrick: I did! Longer than expected. In many ways, I beat it down in the eyes of many people, and now they see it as a cancer that needs more attention and research.

    Me: Absolutely!  Okay, so can you describe your actual death?

    Patrick: I remember I thought I was going to fight it that day like I did every day, but that day happened to be a day of complete peace. You know, after all the treatments and the surgeries, my body didn’t feel like my own. Radiation, all these healing techniques that the medical field considers pertinent to my situation.

    Me: Yes.

    Patrick: I used what I considered complementary techniques that helped me bring the peace and openness I needed to embrace this death rather than fight it, and it happened to be on a day when I was accepting. My family was all with me; I felt completely at peace; I said my goodbyes. I had done everything. Looking back, it was the most perfect ending to a magnificent life.

    Me: Wow.

    Patrick: I don’t have any regrets. I was able discuss and talk about anything and everything. I was always a man of honesty, and if I didn’t do it in that moment, sure enough five or ten minutes later, I would turn around and give you my honest opinion. I just couldn’t hold it that long.

    Me: Well, we could all learn a lot from you. So you really had no regrets? That’s one of my questions.

    Patrick: No, no.

    Me: It seems like you had the perfect life.

    Patrick: Well, thank you! Of course there was hardships and disappointments, but that all comes with the package of what life is. I think that’s why we’re so challenged and intrigued by coming back and doing this all again.

    Me: How is your wife doing? Lisa. Such a lovely woman. Is she doing all right?

    Patrick: She has her days. Mostly she’s doing very well. She’s continuing the discussion about pancreatic cancer and continuing her donations.

    Me: Well, good.

    Patrick: I’m very proud of her.

    Me: Wonderful. So, when you left your body, what did you see? Were there people to meet you? What were your surroundings like?

    Patrick: I was able to help my family in the room. I created a sense of joy, even though there were tears. It was a recognition that we all knew how great that moment was. And then when that was complete, I kind of fell back into another place. I was greeted by my parents, everyone I loved that had died, everyone that I had worked with that had passed away. I remember one of my friends yelling out that he had lost his bet, thinking that I would live much longer than I did.

    Jamie and I chuckle.

    Patrick: I was peaceful; I was happy—

    Me: Now, you say you were able to create a sense of joy in the room. How were you able to do that? Were you able to manipulate peoples’ emotional energy or—

    Patrick: No, no, I wouldn’t do that! You can change the mood in the room by expanding your being out into everyone, and I was trying to show them that I was happy, and I knew they could feel it. They felt it; they looked at each other; they knew—there was an unspeakable knowing. And that’s how I left my last touch on them.

    Me: How wonderful! What a great gift! Was it your destiny to die when and how you did?

    Patrick: Yes.

    Me: Why?

    Patrick: I have no doubt about that. It was part of my way of helping to raise awareness for cancer. I know in my death I’ll be helping other people with this same type of cancer.

    Jamie: He says it’s not common.

    Me: It’s definitely one of the worst ones.

    Jamie: It is?

    Me: Yes. Very aggressive. He really battled it heroically. So, it seems like you were destined to die relatively young, because you fit so much in to such a short period of time in your life. It’s almost as if you knew all along.

    Patrick (chuckling): I think so. I think that’s a complement right there.

    Erik laughs.

    Me: Can you describe where you are now, your surroundings? Describe your afterlife, including what you do as your life’s work there.

    Patrick: My surroundings are your surroundings. I’m still very much involved with my family members. That’s who I stay with first and foremost. I help her, my wife, use the funds that we have to continue on. She just does so much in my name, in my interests, that I do want to be a part of who she is.

    Me: So you hang around the earthly plane? Is that what you’re saying?

    Patrick: Yes.

    I hope he visits me, then!

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  • December15th

    13 Comments

    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.

     

     

     

     

     

     

  • December14th

    7 Comments

    As synchronicity would have it, yesterday, the say I first posted the channeled interview with Ms. Taylor, was the day they conducted the live auction for her jewelry! God, the universe is perfect, isn’t it?

    Enjoy part two where Liz describes her death:

    Me: So, what was your death like?

    Liz: Miserable!

    Me: I’m sorry.

    Liz: When I finally let go—

    Jamie: She does a little smack think with her mouth.

    Liz: —my first experience was my acknowledgement for laughter.

    (Pause)

    Jamie: I’m asking her detailed questions. Erik’s jumping in, too.

    (Pause)

    Jamie (to Liz): What did you see? Was anybody there?

    Liz: Oh, my parents were there. My aunts and uncles were present. But it never felt like somebody had reached down and pulled me up. I always had that image of being pulled up into something grander and greater.

    Me: Um hm.

    Liz: But no, it was something beside me all along.

    Me: So you stepped out of your body and there you were?

    Liz: Yes.

    Me: Okay.

    Liz: My life here is just as wonderful and beautiful as my life on earth. It is true that learning, individuality, consciousness all continues, and it’s very much true that we feel closer to what God is.

    Me: Yeah.

    Jamie: She’s very much a believer, and I never knew her to be—

    Me: Yeah, she had a near death experience before. Maybe that was one of the key elements behind her deep spiritual beliefs, but I don’t know for sure. Sorry to talk behind your back like this, Liz!

    Liz laughs.

    Jamie: She’s wearing this red dress. It’s not fancy, but it reminds me of the 1960s—plummeting neckline, then it goes high up on the shoulders. Very pretty, but soft.

    Me: Oh, it does sound pretty. Now, Liz, are you saying that one of your first thoughts when you left your body was acknowledging your own laughter?

    Liz: Yes, that was the first thing I did—laugh. I laughed, and I realized it and told myself, ‘Look at me, I’m laughing! I know I am dead, but I’m laughing!’

    Me: Oh, I see.

    Liz (giggling): That was the beginning of my awakening.

    Elizabeth Taylor

    Elizabeth’s Near Death Experience

    http://youtu.be/9P8Y5K62U8w


  • December13th

    13 Comments

    Thanks for your feedback, everyone! Looks like the consensus is: the Channeling Erik book first, then one of the non-celebrity books shortly after. I’m not sure which of the categories to do first of the four, but I’m wondering if maybe I should just mix them up. I could have a series of books, each with 50 or so non celebs and celebs. What do y’all think? I can send you the list by email if you want.

    Also, please send love and healing to our sweet Jason. He has a serious concussion, and, on top of that, he struggles with getting through the holidays, emotionally. Love you Jason. We’re here for you.

    And now for the queen of Hollywood herself: The Eternally Beautiful Liz Taylor:

    Channeling Transcript

    Me: Who do you want to interview next, Erik? I’ll let you pick this time.

    Jamie (to Erik): Oh, what do you mean. Okay, Elizabeth Taylor?

    Me: Oh, good!

    Erik: Yeah, cuz she knows Rock.

    Me: She does! She does indeed! And if I remember correctly, she was very fond of Rock Hudson. Very supportive.

    Jamie: She’s that old, too?

    Me: Yeah. So can you go get her, Erik?

    Jamie: Oh, don’t worry, she’s here.

    Me: Oh, hello, Ms. Taylor!

    Jamie: She is young! God she probably looks like she’s in her late twenties, early thirties, very much a woman.

    Me: She was so beautiful. How are you doing, Ms. Taylor?

    Liz: Please call me Liz.

    Jamie and I laugh.

    Me: Aw! Okay then. So, Liz, first of all, let me congratulate you on your passing, your travel back Home.

    Liz: Thank you. Whoever would have thought I’d live so long!

    Me: Aw! Yeah, you had a lot of health issues later on in life, didn’t you? But, you were tough!

    Liz: It was very disappointing.

    Me: What was?

    Liz: All those health issues and quietly losing my mind.

    Me: Oh, okay. I see. I’m going to ask you some questions if you don’t mind. Can we begin?

    Liz: Please do! I find this so entertaining!

    Me: Good. Hopefully we’ll do you justice for “your” public. You’re so adored. I feel like you and Michael are from other planets, like starseeds.

    Liz: Aren’t we all?

    Me: Well, I guess you could look at it that way! So, can you tell me, Liz, what your beliefs were about death and the afterlife and whether or not they changed after you crossed over?

    Jamie listens for a while.

    Jamie: Wow, she talks very easily, and it’s weird, because she almost has kind of an English accent, but not quite. I thought she was purely American, but there’s a bit of an accent on a few of the sounds.

    Me: Yes, exactly.

    Liz: I had many beliefs in religion and spirituality during my life, and it was something that was very strong with me.

    Jamie listens more.

    Jamie (to Liz): Judaism?

    Me: Oh, really? Okay.

    Jamie: She was Jewish?

    Me: I have no earthly idea. Seems like I remember her getting into Kabbalism.

    Liz: Yes, well I was Christian, then I converted to Judaism.

    Me: Oh, I think I remember that.

    Liz: Yes, I felt closer to their rituals and beliefs, but if you were to ask me at any given point, I would say my roots were more in spirituality than any other structured religion.

    Me: Oh, yeah.

    Liz: Everywhere I looked for spiritual answers, so much of it was where I wanted to be, and then it would lead me astray. I found that we are each our own best shepherd. An organized religion doesn’t come close in guiding us, spiritually.

    Me: Exactly.

    Liz: And that’s what spirituality is based upon. So, I felt very comfortable stating that I was spiritual.

    Me: Did that change after you died?

    Liz: Most of it did change. It very much grew to a stronger belief for me, because, upon arriving after my passing, it was almost a childish laugh I let loose.

    Me: Really?

    Liz: Yes, because the mystery was over! Now I know, and what you end up knowing is that any path to the enlightenment within yourself is correct. But there I was, blindly searching several different paths until I found one that had more light to it, that felt more attractive to me. I don’t really know what I had been searching for, and so my laugh after my passing was a release.

    Me: Like an “a ha!” laugh.

    Liz: Yes.

    Me: Well, you don’t have to grope in the dark any more.

    Liz laughs.

    Liz: No, God is around us. God is everywhere we look.

    Me: Yeah, even every place we don’t look, probably! 

    http://youtu.be/ucOXUmd1rtE

    A True Hollywood Beauty

  • December7th

    8 Comments

    Thanks, everybody, for your input about the Natalie Wood case. I’ve got a call in to the LA County Homicide Division, and I’ll let you know what they say. Won’t it be cool when the courts will take the testimony of the deceased as admissible evidence? One day.

    Now, let’s welcome back Mr. Hudson:

    Me: So, tell me about your death. What was that like?

    Rock: For me, it was—

    Jamie: He’s pausing; he’s touching his jaw line and his chin.

    Me: Oh, he used to do that all the time.

    Jamie: Really?

    Me: Um hm!

    Jamie: Well, he’s got a great chin. He’s got that chiseled face.

    Me: Oh yeah, he sure does.

    Rock: My passing was long.

    Me: Yeah, he died from AIDS, I think.

    Jamie (to Rock): Did you?

    Rock: Yes. I want to be very delicate around the topic, but it did take me a long time for my body to finally give in and for me to be taken from it. I searched everywhere for treatment—all over the world. That was my last fight. And then I came back home, and I knew that’s when I needed to give in.

    Me: Um hm.

    Rock: I wanted to be at my home. I remember being in my home and thinking, ‘Finally, I’m going to get some rest.’ And it’s not that I wanted rest from my family, from my friends, from the public. I could handle them, and I did so. I think I proved that quite well.

    Me: Yes, you did.

    Rock: But I felt that there was more that I could show people how life can be led so differently and be quite acceptable.

    Jamie: He’s showing me kind of lying down, having passed away.

    Rock: I had some pain, but I had a lot of drugs. I remember the last thing that I did. I decided if our world didn’t step forward and begin to take care of people like me, that I would have to support it and leave the funds for it.

    Jamie: Wow, so he left a significant amount of money for like an AIDS study or research or something.

    Me: Oh, I didn’t know that! Good!

    Jamie: And the way he’s saying it is that he’s the first person to do this. He’s the first one to set up the idea that we need to look at this.

    Rock: What that encouraged in my death was that the government began to look at the need for research as well, and so I feel that’s my living legacy.

    Me: Great! Yeah, you’re a groundbreaker in so many ways.

    Rock: Thank you.

    Me: So, when you crossed over, tell me how that felt and describe your surroundings.

    Rock: It was freeing, relaxing. You think that death should have this effort and strength around it like what one needs to climb a steep mountain, but the point of travel between life and death is simply one breath.

    Jamie: You have that, right? That was so beautiful.

    Me: Yes, I do. That was beautiful indeed. A beautiful line, Rock. Well said. So when you crossed over, what did you see?

    Rock: I was by myself, and I think that was important for me, because so much of the later part of my life I could not be by myself. So, I had time to rest, and it was beautiful. It was dark, but there were rich colors surrounding me.

    Me: Wow.

    Rock: I don’t know how long I was there. I just know this is my first memory of peace. And as easy as one comes sitting up from the bed and rising to their feet, I came out of that loving space and into a place with other people like me. These were people I knew—

    Jamie (giggling): He’s laughing.

    Rock: I know this isn’t going to sound linear, but there were people I knew but I had not met yet.

    Me: That you hadn’t met in—

    Rock: In that last lifetime, yes. And there was such an acceptance surrounding it, that I didn’t even question it. It was like one of those dreams you have that feel very real, but you know in the back of your head, ‘This can’t be true!’

    Jamie: He does a little giggle.

    Jamie and I laugh.

    Jamie: Wow, he can have such a little boy side to him!

    Me: Oh really? What a charmer. It reminds me of Erik. Erik has that little boy side to him, too.

    Jamie (emphatically): Oh yes he does!

    Me: Yeah.

    Jamie (chuckling): Erik’s laughing!

    Here’s a YouTube video of the news report announcing Hudson’s “mysterious illness”:

    http://youtu.be/V8msfeLOXp8

  • November29th

    15 Comments

    Just a reminder: Today at 7:00 P.M. CST, Erik will once again be interviewed by Sheila Gale on her internationally renown radio show, The Sheila Show. Here’s the link:

    http://InstantTeleseminar.com/?eventid=24454047

    Be sure you share this with all your Twitter, Facebook and email contacts!

    And now, let’s get a little wisdom from the poet extraordinaire, 2-Pac Shakur:

    Erik: Mom, I picked the last one, so it’s your turn.

    Me: Okay. Hmmm. How about Tupac Shakur?

    Erik: Okay, be back in a sec.

    Erik disappears, “poof”!

    Jamie: This should really interesting, because I don’t know the first thing about him.

    Me: Me neither. I know he’s some sort of rapper, but that’s it. I also think he was known to be an incredible poet.

    Jamie giggles as Tupac materializes with Erik.

    Jamie: That’s what he just said! He came in and said, “A poet!”

    Me: I knew it! Oh my god, I must have channeled you, Tupac!

    Jamie: That’s a trip! Yes, he said it, and you said it at almost the same time!

    Me: Cool. And Rap stands for “Rhythm and Poetry,” right?

    Jamie: Is that for real? I have never heard of that!

    Me: I think so. That’s what one of my kids told me, anyway. They try to keep the old lady on the down low. So, hello, Tupac! It’s an honor to meet you!

    Tupac (in a sing-song voice): Gooood Mornin’! How are you this fine day?

    Me: Oh, it’s beautiful outside, beautiful indeed. I’m doing well, thank you. So, Erik, you ask the first question.

    Erik: Okay. How did you know who you were, and when did you find that passion in your life?

    Me: Great question, Erik!

    (Pause)

    Jamie (giggling): Oh, I wish I could imitate him. Even just his average speaking voice has a rhythm to it.

    Me: Oh, really?

    Jamie demonstrates the musical lilt to Tupac’s voice in a string of random syllables.

    Tupac: I started working backstage—

    Jamie: He’s showing me speakers, wires. I get the image of him setting up, plugging in.

    Tupac: I could see all the creativity in all the people, there are so many other sounds besides what there is onstage. The clanking, the ticking, the dropping. So, I decided—

    Jamie (puzzled): He was a dancer?

    Me: Hmm. I don’t know. Maybe.

    Jamie (skeptically): I never heard about that. He says he danced a little.

    Me: Okay.

    Tupac: Yeah, and that’s what led me into Rap. Getting around the right people. And I knew what I was interested in in life, because any kind of sound around me, I would always fantasize it to be something musical. I could even hear the music in—

    Jamie: God, he’s showing me two people yelling at each other. Screaming! It’s bad news.

    Me: His parents, maybe?

    Jamie: That’s funny. I was asking the same thing. I asked him, ‘Is this your house? Where did you put me?’

    Tupac: Yes. There was a lot of upset at my home. I never had a moment of stability, and so I took all these sounds that I could find—the passion in them. I don’t expect anybody to understand that.

    Me: I think I get what you’re saying, Tupac. Everything has a rhythm and poetry to it, even the darker noises.

    Tupac: Maybe that was just the core coping skills of a little boy.

    Me: Maybe they were good coping skills for that little boy.

    Tupac: Yeah, well, it got me everywhere I wanted to be.

    Me: That’s exactly right. What beliefs did you have about death and the afterlife, and did those change after you died?

    Tupac: Death was all around me, growing up. Illness, murder, accidental deaths, whatever. Pick a type of death, and I swear I can name someone in my life who has died that way.

    I’m saving some for the book, including his thoughts about the afterlife, but I will share more tomorrow about his other philosophies, experiences, etc.

    Again, don’t forget to listen to the interview Tuesday night and to use the social connect buttons below to share the love and knowledge!

    Now, enjoy Tupac’s creative genius in “Dear Mama.”

    http://youtu.be/Mb1ZvUDvLDY



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