Channeling Erik®
  • Death of a Parent
  • September14th

    10 Comments

    OMG, the Buddha interview was AWESOME!! I can’t wait to share it, but Jamie feels more comfortable making all of these religious figure interview YouTube videos public when we have four faiths covered. Unfortunately, given the recent violence in the Middle East, Muhammed will not be one such religious figure, so we were thinking about Gandhi as our next one. What do you think? Until then, you might want to think about making a list of questions for him.

    Also, anyone interested in putting their name on the channeling conference call for grieving parents, email me at emedhus@gmail.com. All three freebie slots have been filled. Again, thanks, TP, for your generous heart.

    The information for San Diego is forthcoming. Apparently there were some delays in getting the proper contracts from the hotels, yada, yada, yada.

    Anyhoo, sorry this post is sort of short, but I hope you enjoy it anyway.

    Me: When we’re in Heaven, are we going to look at our kids who are left behind and are having a hard time with our passing, and will we weep and miss them because we can’t help them as mothers or fathers want to do?

    Erik: No, you’ll smile and go, “Told you so, you little motherfucker!”

    Me: Erik! Erik!

    Jamie and I laugh. I know Erik is giving us a little comic relief, but still I worry how the blog members are going to take this! No telling what’s going to come out of that boy’s mouth.

    Jamie: He’s got one hand on his hip and he’s pointing and wagging his finger like down at Earth, you know, like from a cloud, “You silly little motherfucker.”

    We both giggle.

    Me: Told you so, what, Erik? “Told you so you were going to be the death of me?”

    Jamie laughs.

    Erik: Yeah! Nah, you see when you look down and you see your children and they’re having a hard time, you’re not looking at it from human eyes anymore. That’s the catch. Now if you were human and you were in another room and you were watching your child struggle and make those mistakes and you knew you could help, then yes, you would have suffering for yourself and you can’t do anything. Your hands are tied. When you pass over and you’re watching your child go through this, you have this sense of support no matter how much struggle or negativity is going on. But you have to remember when we’re here, there’s not that scale of, “Oh, that’s so horrible for them.” That positive and negative really doesn’t exist. It’s more about, “What’s the lesson? How’s their emotional status? Where are they coming from?” It’s not about “This is terrible.”

    Me: Yeah.

    Erik: And so you still smile and love your children no matter what earthly situations they find themselves in, and you don’t feel like your hands are tied. There are so many ways we can intervene and love and help.

    Me: Okay.

    Erik: But we can’t help to the point of enabling them.

    Me: Oh, no. Of course not. People have to go through their pain and reap the lessons in that. Unfortunately been there, done that.

    Erik: Yeah. Go collect your lessons!

     

  • July21st

    14 Comments

    I want to share this YouTube video on the Scole experiments. I posted this before but the video was deleted from YouTube so I hope everyone has a chance to watch it soon. You must see it all, because the evidence they present for the afterlife gets stronger and stronger toward the end. I can’t imagine a skeptic watching this and still not believing what we believe.


    http://youtu.be/pQvQ_WTtdHk

  • January13th

    11 Comments

    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

  • September28th

    23 Comments

    Many of you have found your way to this oasis of hope by following a trail of tears. Many of you grieve. Many of you have suffered under the heavy burden of loss. You find camaraderie here. Understanding. Unity. Friendship. Compassion. But it doesn’t replace the son, daughter, lover, friend or sibling that is no longer here to hug, kiss or annoy. I get it. I too fight every day to stay here. Part of me, a big part, wants to flee to my son, Erik’s, side. I dream about it. I fantasize about it. And then I let it go.

    Ah. But for all of you who have toyed with the idea of exiting this life early to be with a deceased loved one, I will tell you this: You’ll probably cross over and realize what a unfortunate mistake you’ve made. Not only will you want to kick your own a#%, your loved ones will line up to do the same. You’ll discover how you’ve sabotaged your own spiritual mission as well as that of countless others, some who you’ve yet to meet on the earthly plane. You’ll think: “Silly me. I made a mess of things. If only I’d had the courage and resolve to stick it out, to keep to my role in this often caustic drama. Then, I’d come back Home with a sense of spiritual accomplishment for myself and others.”

    This isn’t our true home. We are actors on a huge stage playing what roles we must to remember who and what we truly are—to spiritually evolve to but one endpoint: to become unconditional love.

    In a perfect world, every path we take should be paved with love rather than fear. Of course it doesn’t always work out that way, so if we find ourselves traveling along a road of fear, we need to stop, thank it for the lessons it had to offer, and find our way back to Love.

    So how do we fill that hole in our heart that our loved one left behind? I can tell you that no litter of puppies, no fluffy kitten, no winning lottery ticket and no new car will do. That part of us is gone, but only by temporary measure.

    Sometimes it helps me to think, “Sure, I want Erik back, but he was so unhappy here. His prospects for any kind of success, spiritual or otherwise, were grim.” So, I am happy for him. He is home. And I am proud of what he’s done and will continue to do for us in the Channeling Erik family. Every hug, every kiss, every conversation I sacrifice for his own welfare and for the greater cause that he is meant to champion. That sacrifice is not an absolute, but only a postponement until the not so distant future. A blink of an eye in the grand scheme of eternity.

    So, think of your loved one with pride and happiness. Imagine them as a beautiful rainbow of colors shining down on you, flowing into your soul. As it warms your heart, you can’t help but smile and find joy even in death. Take comfort in knowing that you will be reunited for all eternity. And given that time doesn’t exist, know that you are already there in their arms.

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  • June2nd

    32 Comments

    First of all, I know we have a lot of new Channeling Erik family members since The Sheila Show interview which aired yesterday, and I want to welcome you all. I encourage you to start at the beginning of the blog and work your way through, because there’s a lot of valuable information you don’t want to miss. Also, introduce yourself through the forums. Your new siblings and I can’t wait to get to know you! Enjoy this next part of the session. I had  blast with it and hope you do as well!

    Channeling Transcript

    Me: What makes our deceased loved ones happy? What can we do to help them?

    (Pause as Erik thinks a bit)

    Erik: I got it! Live-Your-Own-Life.

    Me: Okay.

    Jamie: He’s saying it real slow like people are retarded.

    Me: Erik!

    Erik: That’s not why! I’m just trying to make a point, an important point. They’re not retarded. They’re my friends!

    Me: Oh, okay. Good, we’ll let you off the hook then.

    Erik and Jamie chuckle.

    Me: I can be a little retarded sometimes, though. So, is that it, then? Is that the only thing we can do?

    Erik: No, really. You live your own life. It’s great to include us in memories. I’m not saying they should totally make us disappear, but don’t forget to live life. Don’t live your human life based on our death or our memory. That’s horrible. It makes us sad. Like don’t buy cookies because it’s our favorite ones. That’s really nice, but let that be a memory for YOU. Don’t buy the cookies because you know we like those cookies; cuz I can get whatever fucking cookie I want any time I want.

    Jamie and I laugh.

    Me: Well, I’m sure that’s true, and you probably already have gorged on plenty of them. I wish we had the low calorie ones over here too.

    (God, I’m really starving for homemade Tollhouse chocolate cookies now. Sigh.)

    Erik: Yeah, I do eat ‘em all the time. That and ice cream!

    Me: Lucky boy. Mint chocolate chip used to be your favorite.  So what about just sending love? Does that really help the energy of our deceased loved ones?

    Erik: Okay, look. If we have a really rough passing—

    Me: Um hm.

    Erik: Okay. I was just speaking in general, across the board what makes us happy. If y’all are happy, we’re happy. Period.

    Me: Yeah.

    Erik: But if there’s a traumatic passing or a hardship right before the passing or right after, then love and attention—like in a prayer or an intent, a statement, a shout out—yeah, we absorb that and that helps us transition.

    Me: Oh yeah. I can imagine.

    (Pause)

    Me: Okay, so Erik, a while back you were saying that the physical body is fed by the energetic body, and if we could open that up and allow more energy through, we could do amazing things—stop bullets even. Well how, Erik? Tell us! How can we open up the energetic body and allow more energy through so we can do those amazing things?

    Erik: Well, the practice of Reiki is a real basic foundation. That’s like your everyday bandaid.

    Me: Um hm.

    Erik: The practice of Reiki allows more energy in through the body. Qi Gong fine-tunes the body to allow more energy in. Um, eating healthy foods—no processed shit, no white sugar, no caffeine, no drugs or things like that—you know, nothing manmade or abnormal.

    (Of course I’m still thinking about those chocolate chip cookies so as far as I’m concerned, bullets can roam free. Someone else will have to stop them Keanu Reeves style.)

    Erik: All that shit kinda gets in there and takes away the space where energy is supposed to be.

    Me: Oh!

    Erik: Clogs it all up. See, people want to have these abilities, but they don’t want to practice the discipline that goes with it to allow that energy to move through the body.

    (Guilty. Hmm. I wonder if there’s such thing as spiritual Drano? Gotta look that up later.)

    Me: Yeah, I’m one of those.

    Erik: Well, as long as you’re happy, and—

    Me: Yeah, I’m gonna have my Latte every morning until my Tassimo machine heaves it’s last breath. Anybody try to take that away from me will draw back a bloody nub.

    Jamie (laughing): Erik’s laughing so hard! He like spreads his hand across the sky and sings out, “ADDICTION!”

    Me: I know. I know!

    We all laugh.

    Me: Oh well, I’m happy; it’s a happy addiction.

    Erik: That’s right. If your happy, then that’s all that matters. You’re in the right spot. If you’re constantly yearning for something more, then you need to learn a discipline.

    Me (singing): So, if you’re happy and you know it, clap you hands, right?

    Erik claps twice just as he would after that phrase in the preschool song.

    Me: So speaking of grade school songs, is it true about the Hokey Pokey?

    Erik: What?

    Me: Is THAT what it’s all about?

    Erik: Yep, as simple as that. That’s what everything in life and the universe is all about. I’m surprised you didn’t know that, Mom.

    We all laugh hard.

    *************

    As many of you know, the link for the live interview didn’t seem to work, and Sheila Gale sends her apologies. Here’s the link to the archive. I’m the second (and last) guest. Please be kind with your constructive criticism! (grin)

    http://instantteleseminar.com/?eventid=20027163

    ***********

    CE member, Renuka, has a brand new blog. I encourage everyone to join (upon Erik’s insistence as well.) She channels Erik so skillfully through automatic writing, and they’ve become fast friends. Here’s her email and the link to her blog:

    Hi Elisa

    How’ve you been dear??

    I’ve been busy with Erik. He s been insisting that I send you the link to the blog. I have uploaded it recently. Also he wants you to introduce the Channeling Erik family to the blog. I am not as good as you, but you know can’t say no to Erik. I can’t tell you what a treasure he is in my life. Have come to love him soooo much. Thanx a lot for introducinng me to your wonderful son. I am forever indebted. Byeee.In a rush.Erik has given me a whole agenda and that too with a time limit.heeheee.

    Oh the link.

    www.channelingspiritworld.com

    Regards,

    Renuka

     

  • May13th

    49 Comments

    To lose a loved one is pure agony. When you lose a child, your grief is compounded exponentially. When you lose that child to suicide, your grief is multiplied to unbearable levels. When that suicide is violent, you become a POW in a private war, tortured mercilessly day after day. In my desire to show solidarity to those who grieve, know I understand how drastically life changes for you and how you feel nothing will every be the same as “before.”

    After Erik’s death, friends, family and neighbors were there for us in ways that are immeasurably loving. But death is a very uncomfortable beast for most, so the calls and visits are long gone. Most of my days are spent drowning in a deep loneliness by no fault but my own. I have chosen to become a recluse. Arms that once reached out to others are now withdrawn for fear of drawing back bloody nubs. When I do venture out into the public, I fight to keep on a brave front, smiling, laughing at jokes, sharing casual stories, but I’m constantly aware of the fact that I’m hiding beneath a fragile façade. Behind the soft grin is that ever-present lump in my throat as I fight to choke back the tears. Behind the cheery exterior lurks a bottomless sense of profound sorrow that has become my constant companion. When I go to sleep, my last thoughts are that Erik is dead. When I wake up, my first thoughts are the same. Never, never is there a moment when I’m not acutely aware of my loss.

    I recoil at the thought of those “looks” from others, a mix of pity and horror. I watch the uncomfortable squirming, the shifting from one foot to another, the lack of eye contact, all part of that person’s desire to get away from me—the mother who has lost a child to a violent act of suicide. They don’t dare mention Erik’s name, and for me, that’s like watching him die again—day after day after day. In short, I feel like a leper living in a colony of one.

    You see, I do understand you. That’s why I share your pain as well. Were it not for you, my virtual friends, life would be impossible to bear. Each member in my loving family grieves in their own personal way, so sharing our sadness only opens up raw wounds, and I want be their source of support, not pain. So I’d like to thank you for giving me a safe place to vent the anguish I can’t share with friends and family, and know that this is a place that you can do the same.

    That’s why this email from Shelly, courtesy of Compassionate Friends, struck a deep chord in me. Share this with others if you can. Know that I am here for you, and I’m grateful you’re here for me.

    WHAT WE WISH OTHERS UNDERSTOOD ABOUT THE LOSS OF OUR CHILD

    1. I wish you would not be afraid to speak my child’s name. My child lived and was important, and I need to hear his name.

    2. If I cry or get emotional if we talk about my child, I wish you knew that it isn’t because you have hurt me; the fact that my child died has caused my tears. You have allowed me to cry, and I thank you. Crying and emotional outbursts are healing.

    3. I wish you wouldn’t “kill” my child again by removing from your home his pictures, artwork, or other remembrances.

    4. I will have emotional highs and lows, ups and downs. I wish you wouldn’t think that if I have a good day my grief is all over, or that if I have a bad day I need psychiatric counseling.

    5. I wish you knew that the death of a child is different from other losses and must be viewed separately. It is the ultimate tragedy, and I wish you wouldn’t compare it to your loss of a parent, a spouse, or a pet.

    6. Being a bereaved parent is not contagious, so I wish you wouldn’t shy away from me.

    7. I wish you knew that all of the “crazy” grief reactions that I am having are in fact very normal. Depression, anger, frustration, hopelessness, and the questioning of values and beliefs are to be expected following the death of a child.

    8. I wish you wouldn’t expect my grief to be over in six months. The first few years are going to be exceedingly traumatic for us. As with alcoholics, I will never be “cured” or a “former bereaved parent,” but will forevermore “be a recovering bereaved parent.”

    9. I wish you understood the physical reactions to grief. I may gain weight or lose weight, sleep all the time or not at all, develop a host of illnesses, and be accident prone-all of which may be related to my grief.

    10. Our child’s birthday, the anniversary of his death, and holidays are terrible times for us. I wish you could tell us that you are thinking about our child on these days, and if we get quiet and withdraw, just know that we are thinking about our child and don’t try to coerce us into being cheerful.

    11. It is normal and good that most of us re-examine our faith, values, and beliefs after losing a child. We will question things we have been taught all our lives and hopefully come to some new understanding with our God. I wish you would let me tangle with my religion without making me feel guilty.

    12. I wish you wouldn’t offer me drinks or drugs. These are just temporary crutches and the only way I can get through this grief is to experience it. I have to hurt before I can heal.

    13. I wish you understood that grief changes people. I am not the same person I was before my child died, and I never will be that person again. If you keep waiting for me to “get back to my old self,” you will stay frustrated. I am a new creature with new thoughts, dreams, aspirations, values, and beliefs. Please try to get to know the new me-maybe you’ll like me still.

    I believe that instead of sitting around and waiting for our wishes to come true, we have an obligation to tell people some of the things we have learned about our grief. We can teach these lessons with great kindness, believing that people have good intentions and want to do what is right, but just don’t know what to do with us.

    Inspired by Tracy, I’d like to add these videos of songs by Kirsty MacColl. She died young, struck by a jet ski while swimming with her son. As Tracy says, these songs sound prophetic. They’re also sweet and lighthearted, something most of us need now. When you listen, think of someone you love that has passed on.

  • May9th

    41 Comments

    Channeling Transcript

    Me: Do you have any advice to those who have lost loved ones and are just so stricken by grief?

    Erik: Remember, grief is really selfish.

    Wow, this made my heart sink, because that means I am One Selfish Bitch.

    Erik: They need to look at what part of themselves they feel is not being heard.

    Me: Oh! Hmm.

    Erik: Because if they weren’t selfish when someone died, they could understand that it was that person’s journey. It wasn’t about them.

    Me: I think a lot of them just don’t know what the transition is all about and that Home is our real reality. And even when we do, oh, how it still hurts.

    Erik: Well, I think some people get into grief, and they enjoy how people react to them, and so they play the victim to get all that pampering energy. Then they get stuck in it. Of course, others, like you, Mom, grief because you feel such love.

    (Long pause)

    Me: Yeah. Anything advice on how to manage?

    Erik: When you lose a loved one, it’s not about putting your chin up and playing tough either. Of course there are going to be moments of awareness that you’re not with them anymore. But as soon as you get there—you need to think about really where they are, because I’m telling you, we feel EVERYTHING you give out.

    Me: Mmm.

    Erik: Mom, I feel what you’re thinking about me; I feel what the neighbor up the street said about me. It gets to me. Goes straight to me. So imagine when a person dies, they lose everyone in their entire life.

    Me: Oh, yeah!

    Erik: They’ve lost it all. They’ve lost it all, and now what they get from everybody is grief. Granted there are one or two people who go, “I love you, and you’re all right,” and those words mean the world to us. I like that you do that for me, Mom.

    Me: Oh, yeah. Of course I’m happy for you. I know you were miserable here, and I’d rather you be happy all the time and me be miserable from time to time than for both of us to be miserable here because of your pain.

    Erik: Yeah cuz just imagine, Mom. You’re dead and you feel like shit cuz everybody’s grieving, and you feel everyone’s sorrow.

    Me: Oh, how awful.

    Erik: And then you have to work extra hard not to make them cry. You find out right when you get next to them, they feel you and it triggers them to fall apart. You feel like you’re cursed in a way. I’ve seen it play out again and again and again.

    Me: Yeah, absolutely.

    (Somber pause as I feel extra sorry for my baby boy. Sigh.)

    Me: How do you multitask so well, Erik? I can’t imagine how you can listen to everybody, hearing their thoughts, their feelings. Oh my god.

    Erik: I know, I know, it’s totally crazy! But it’s not like we do it in the human sense. The messages don’t line up so you get one at a time like on an answering machine. It just breezes right through your body, your spirit body, and you know exactly what it is.

    Me: It’s like on Bruce Almighty where the guy, you know, Jim Carrey, gets all those instant messages on his computer from everyone in the world. It gets to be too much for him!

    Jamie: Bruce Almighty, that’s right.

    Me: So it’s not like that, then.

    Erik: Yeah, they don’t just line up and wait for ya.

    Me: Yep. Okay, what about advice for those considering suicide. We’ve talked about this before, but it’s been quite a while ago, because you know you paint a pretty picture of the afterlife. You make dying seem fun.

    Jamie: He does.

    Me: I know.

    Erik: Oh, it’s not all milk and cookies.

    Me: No.

    Erik: It’s like, if you’re a dick—

    Jamie giggles with embarrassment at having to translate this.

    Jamie: God, Erik!

    Erik: If you’re a dick, and you die because you’re a dick, you’re gonna wake up dead as a dick.

    Me: Oh yeah, okay. Not getting a pretty visual, but go ahead.

    Erik: You’re gonna have to work through your own shit. Now there are those cases where someone commits suicide, and they did it NOT as a last resort. Not to be punny, but they jump the gun.

    Me: Oh boy. Okay.

    Erik: And in those cases where they just gave up, surrendered and left, there are all these people left on earth who are meant to interact with them. That’s when the suicide soul has to figure out a way to connect with all the people who are alive and still get them to meet that mark that they would have if the suicide soul was still living.

    Me: Exactly. The spiritual contract still has to play out.

    Erik: You have to play ‘em. You have to keep ‘em, and do you know how hard that is? They thought it was hard when they were alive? Just screw that. It’s way more difficult when you’re dead.

    Me: Yeah, but what’s it to them? They could say, “Eh, who cares. If the contracts don’t get honored, we’ll just do it next time.” I mean, a lifetime is just a blink of the eye from the perspective of an eternal soul.

    Erik: No, no. They have to complete things first before there’s a next time.

    Me: Okay, so if a person feels such hopelessness that they’re considering suicide, how do they hold on?

    Erik: They who? The dicks?

    Me: Yeah, or anyone in that dark place. Now, I’m not talking about the rare ones like you where suicide is part of their destiny or the ones who are terminally ill or the ones where it’s a real exit point for them.

    Erik: So, you’re talking about the ones who jump the gun?

    Me: Yeah, them. How can they hold off?

    Erik: Well, there’s not really gonna be a straightforward answer across the board, but the best thing to do is—you tell people when they’re sitting at that moment before they swallow those pills or jump off the chair or pull the trigger, they have to think. They have to be able to—

    (Long pause)

    Jamie: Hold on. I’m trying to get him to say it in one sentence.

    (Long pause)

    Jamie: He kind of rambled around.

    (Pause)

    Erik: They have to be able to accept the responsibility of leaving. It’s just that simple. And if there’s any doubt or hesitation—even a tiny, tiny bit—that’s when you know they’re going to soon. They need to stay.

    Jamie (to Erik): So you can base it on the feeling of doubt?

    Erik: Yes. That’s the one emotion I can think about, because a lot of people get there, and then they say, “Well, I don’t REALLY want to die, but I really wanna piss off Christine. I want Christine to suffer, so I’m just gonna go ahead and do it.” But if they themselves have doubt, that’s called jumping the gun.

    Me: Wow. Did you have doubts seconds before?

    Erik: No. I tried before and I had doubts, but not this time.

    Oh, how I wish he had had strong doubts, enough to ease off the pressure on that trigger and come to me for help.

    Erik: And I can’t tell you how many people knock themselves off and think, “Holy shit. What the hell did I do that for? Dammit, now I just have to do this all over again!” Denise went through that.

    Me: That’s true. After she died, I channeled her through Kim O’Neill, and she was pissed at herself for committing suicide.

    Erik: Yep. Without fail, suicides come here feeling totally embarrassed, cuz they see how the earthly plane is just a freaking school play, and they were only playing a role.

    Me: It’s so hard to see the forest from the trees when your knee-deep in drama, though.

    Erik: Yeah, but all they do is add more drama in their wake. And they have to suffer along with the ones who are in grief. It’s not easy. But one day, humans will see death differently. They’ll see it for what it really is—a stage exit you go through after you play your part.

     

     

     

  • April28th

    36 Comments

    Please join me in sending love and light and all the healing prayers you can muster for those suffering from the devastation left behind the wake of the storms that have been plaguing the South. It all seems so unprecedented. Makes me wonder if this is all a part of the coming Shift. My heart bleeds for those who have lost loved ones.

    This poem, written by our beloved Robert, is perhaps one of the most touching pieces I’ve read in a long time. Word after poignant word, he shares how 26 deceased loved ones have helped mold him into the the wise and compassionate spiritual being that he is. This made me reflect on just how important each person who crosses our path truly is. They’re like a single golden thread that, when woven together with others, creates the tapestry of our life. Thanks for sharing this with us, Robert.

     

    to the departed


    grand dad died

    long before i came into Being.

    yet, not even Death

    can make silent the lessons of Life.

    yours taught me

    how one can leave an enduring Legacy

    of empowerment, kindness, and an absence of judgement.

     

    grandma carried within the gift of nurturing.

    she taught me how to care for others;

    how to be appreciative of all things.

     

    billy, beth, and mandy

    gave me the ability

    to see past another’s disabilities

    and cherish the small slivers of time

    self-gifted to ourselves.

     

    jendra displayed endless happiness

    and showed me how to illuminate

    a shadowed soul.

     

    carol was a beacon of perseverance.

    keep trying was her donation to me.

     

    from grandpa i learned

    how a lifetime of pain and regret

    can twist the Heart.

     

    valerie,

    if you only knew all i saw in you.

    you showed me quiet strength

    and how a Spirit can suffer in silence.

     

    audy,

    small talk was your gift to me.

     

    lee was a pillar of sensitivity;

    a ferocious defender of one’s self.

    no nonsense.

    thank you for showing me i am not a door mat.

     

    in allen,

    i found that self expression

    is an act of Love.

     

    keith,

    you profoundly changed me

    with the gifts of Knowing

    unconditional, true romantic love

    and the pain of having it taken away.

     

    david opened my eyes

    to the End of Life Truth.

    it is a time of closure.

    it is a place of profound awakenings.

     

    smiles and laughter

    are suffering’s antidote

    and a perceptive Soul’s sword and shield.

    i carry them always

    in remembrance of you, Don.


    my friend joe,

    i thank you for showing me kindness

    and that it is never too late

    to follow your dreams.

     

    brock,

    had i never known you

    would i have ever seen humility?

     

    chuck and tony

    both taught me humor.

    a most valuable lesson, indeed.

     

    chris was the older brother i never had.

    thank you for taking me under your wing,

    for showing me how to embrace the primal aspects of life,

    for teaching me that fear is an illusion.

     

    take time away from responsibility.

    get lost in the pleasures of hobby.

    these were jeff’s benefactions.

     

    daddy,

    i discovered how to forgive because of you.

    your greatest gift, however,

    was that Death is not a bringer of dread.

    it is a beautiful, pleasant, joyful re-awakening.

    i could ask for nothing more.

     

    fearlessly stand up for the defenseless,

    even if it means losing your life.

    you gave me that gift

    dear brody.

     

    roy taught me loyalty

    and to do what is best for you

    regardless of the pain

    one’s decision brings to others.

     

    your’s was a slow, humbling exit,

    dearest sue.

    still, in spite of that perceived harsh experience

    i learned we can always maintain

    grace, empathy, and compassion.

     

    granny,

    had it not been for you

    i’d have never seen how important it is

    to remember the best part of

    what once was.


    erik is the disincarnate friend

    i never knew could be.

    in your care i discovered

    Death is merely a transformation.

    please accept this acknowledgement

    of the lessons you provide.

    i am forever in your debt.

     

    my existence has been a series

    of blessings expressed in human form.

    each life helped me rediscover

    Who I Am.

    each enlightened my soul.

     

    these humble words

    convey my gratitude

    to the departed,

    to the catalysts

    of my expansion.


    robert f burke

    april 25, 2011

    Lovely. By the way, Jamie will probably have the program details on her website by Monday, including a way for us to make reservations. Steve will work on economical lodgings in the area.

     


  • March18th

    20 Comments

    Good news, I’m out of my robe! (grin) I want to thank all of you for the soothing words and insight you provided when I was feeling so low yesterday. I have days like that every once in a while, but I rarely write about them because I know I’m not alone when in comes to grief. My grief, my loss doesn’t deserve any special attention over another’s. However, lately, my guides have been nudging me to share—not to wallow in a little pity party or to garner sympathy, but to help others who grieve connect so they won’t feel so alone.

    I say this now, because I don’t want anyone to think my motives were ever self-serving. Ugh, that would sabotage the entire purpose of our blog. After all, I can be miserable all by myself just fine. No, the aim here is to help each other raise our vibrations and, in the case of grief, that entails a sense of unity, a sense of spiritual purpose, and a sense of encouragement and support rather than the darker energies like pity and sorrow.

    This blog is for healing others, not for satisfying my own selfish needs. No one intimated selfish motives on my part, but I just want to make sure you all know where I stand. Even in my parenting books, I try to teach mothers and fathers to avoid pitying their child, particularly those with disabilities or other challenges. To pity is to send the message that you don’t have faith in that person to overcome, to prevail. That said, I would like us to make every effort to champion the side of higher vibrations over lower ones. Love trumps fear every time!

    I also would like to thank Shannon from the bottom of my heart for the amazing phone session she conducted yesterday to help volunteers unblock energy related to feeling unworthy of unconditional love and abundance, financial or otherwise. Hopefully, she’ll soon offer private and semi-private sessions for blog members. Shannon, you’re a saint. I will post the audio recordings of the session this weekend.

    Channeling Transcript

    Me: Now, how do you manifest, Erik, and come into our dreams, etc. What’s the procedure you use?

    (Pause)

    Me (in jest): Do you just grit your teeth, clench your fists and bear down?

    Jamie starts howling in laughter.

    Jamie (still laughing): Erik! (To me) Erik pulls up his jeans to show me some glittery shoes, you know, red glittery shoes and he says (in a high pitched little-girl voice), ‘I just click my heels together three times!’

    Jamie and I both laugh hysterically. This is soooo Erik!

    Jamie: You’re such a ham, Erik!

    Me: Oh my god, he’s in rare form today, isn’t he?

    Erik: Ha! I don’t do anything. With dreams, you come to us.

    Me: Huh? But—

    Erik: Yeah, because you’re leaving your body behind, your higher vibration of self is extended beyond your body, and that’s a meeting place where we can interact. This is why some dreams are so lifelike and real. You actually are playing them out. We’re meeting and interacting just like we do on earth, just in a different place and without our bodies.

    Me: Oh, I wish I was better at doing that!

    Erik: And then there are some dreams that are just extraordinarily creative. That’s when you have dreams that are almost logical. They’re in the head. There’s not that extension beyond the body. I say logical, but of course they can be total freaking fantasy, off the wall shit.

    Me: Well, my dreams are sometimes really mundane, like unloading the dishwasher, so I guess I’m a real bore!

    Erik: There are different levels of dreams, Mom.

    Me (chuckling): I know, I know. Can we go somewhere else besides, um, I mean, I know we can travel on the earthly plane in our dreams and in the afterlife dimension, but can we travel to other dimensions in our dreams too?

    Erik: Oh, yeah, sure! And some people do, but they don’t really understand what they’re doing and why it is.

    (I know I could delve deeper into this subject, but with only ten minutes or so left in the session, I feel compelled to move on. This sounds like a subject to be addressed in the future when Erik has had a chance to learn a great deal more.)

    Me: Okay. Now, what do we look like to you, Erik?  Do you see me, for example, just like you used to see me when you were still in the physical or do you see our bodies and also the shimmery part of us at the same time, or do we just look like big ol’ mud blobs?

    Jamie: His first response was, “Chess pieces.”

    Me: Oh!

    Erik: Solid, heavy, dense.

    Me: Some of us denser that others, I guess!

    Erik: But at the same time, I can just slightly look a different way at you and see all of your meridians, your energy waves, your chakras, your light, everything.

    Me: Hm!

    Erik: So, for us, it’s just the focus of how we look at you.

    Me: That would be an interesting thing for a spiritual entity like you—well, not you, because you already have the life’s work you’re doing over there—but it’d be cool for a spiritual being to assist people on earth by looking at their meridians and charkas so they can say, “Hey, you gotta problem in this area here; this needs to be done,” etc. Or they could even help with the energy healing, sort of behind the scenes in their different dimension. I wonder if there are any spirits who do that.

    Erik: Oh, Mom, there are thousands of ‘em! Thousands!

    Me: How cool!

    Erik: Yeah, there are massage therapists that get messages all the time, for instance.

    Me: Oh, okay, so it’s like channeled from spiritual healers to incarnate healers?

    Erik: Yeah, but there are also hands-on healers, psychic surgeons, and even regular surgeons that work from our dimension directly with patients.

    Me: Ooo, I read this book Dan gave me called Arigo, Psychic Surgeon. It takes place in Brazil. It’s an amazing and true story about a poor peasant who heals thousands of people from all over the world when a deceased German surgeon melds with his spirit. He’d cut out cataracts without anesthesia and stuff like that, and the patient wouldn’t feel a thing. I could spend the rest of the hour talking about that whole story, but…

    Now, enjoy this sweet little song by Just Jack that Tracy turned me on to. I tried to find it in iTunes so I could have it on my iPhone, but came up with zilch, dammit! You MUST watch it more than once to notice some key things.

    Just Jack – The Day I Died on MUZU.


     

  • March16th

    25 Comments

    Here’s a very important reminder from Shannon:

    I’ll be doing the ‘Releasing Blocks’ call on Thursday, March 17, 5:00 p.m. Pacific Time (and Arizona), 6:00 p.m. Mountain Time, 7:00 p.m. Central Time, 8:00 p.m. Eastern time.  Google ‘United States Time Zones’ if you’re not sure which zone you are in.

    Call in info:  (218) 632-9896, Passcode:  171474#

    Blessings!!

    Shannon

    By the way, I channeled Erik a few days ago, and he made a comment about the challenges we live through here on the earthly plane: the troubles at work, the difficulties with our various relationships, the feelings of depression or loneliness, the grief over the loss of our loved ones, and so on. To paraphrase, he said that once we cross over, we’ll see just how trivial all our struggles actually were. Those dragons we try to slay every day are tiny gnats swarming around our faces. And we will laugh, lovingly, at how caught up we were in all the drama. Even the deaths. Even the heartbreaks. Even the financial ruin. Even the disabling illnesses. When the curtain falls and the school play is finished, we’ll realize how deep into character we were when we played those roles in that hellish plot. In the end, the illusion fades and everything will be just fine. So, maybe we should work on shifting our perception now. Why wait until we cross over to realize just how unimportant our troubles are in the glorious grand scheme of things? I know it sounds like it’s easier said than done, but perhaps it’s the heaviness of the drama that leads us to believe such an obstacle is insurmountable. Maybe we should just try and see what happens. Are you game?

    Channeling Transcript

    Me: Okay, we’ve covered this before, but let’s see if you have anything else to share. Do souls ever die? So they join the Source Energy when they’re fully evolved and, if so, do they lose their personality and individuality? From what I understand, they don’t lose any of that; they just gain the collective consciousness, right?

    Erik: Yeah, they don’t really lose their self-identity. There’s no loss.

    Me: Okay.

    Erik: There’s only gain. If they want to walk back to God Source, they relinquish their right to be a reincarnating soul. They’re a part of the Source.

    Me: The collective pool.

    Erik: Yes.

    Me: Can they change their mind?

    Erik: Sure, nothing is permanent here. Free will reigns throughout.

    Me: Okay, that’s comforting. Um, here’s another one a lot of people seem to ask. What’s the difference between ghosts and spirits?

    Jamie laughs at Erik.

    Erik: You know this one, Mom!

    Me: I know, but I have to have it in your words for the book!

    Erik: Ghosts are the souls who don’t transition into a higher dimensional plane. They stay in third dimension realm.

    Me: Is that an inferior state, like, “I’m so confused; I wanna stay here,” or is it all about free will and some souls just like to hang out on the earthly plane?

    Erik: Well, that’s the whole big thing people like to call hell. It’s the furthest separation you can get from God Source. Home base.

    Jamie (giggling): Oh I like that, “That’s the furthest you can get from home base.”

    Me (in jest): So we ARE living in hell! I knew it! I knew it!

    Erik: No, we’re closer to Source while we’re in human form. When we leave this realm and become a spirit but choose not to transition and stay on earth, that’s actually further from Source.

    Me: Oh, wow.

    Erik: There’s much more despair.

    Me (somberly): Yeah. That’s awful.

    Erik: Because there’s no excuse, Mom. When you’re stuck in a human body, you can talk yourself through how awful it can be being in a body, how you can’t be Home—

    Me: Yeah.

    Erik:—How you can’t transition into Heaven. So, humans can get that spiritual depression that comes from being stuck. But ou can’t have that spiritual depression when you’re a ghost. A soul is what’s in the human body. A ghost is a soul that’s outside the human body but hasn’t transitioned. A spirit is a soul that’s transitioned Home. Now a spirit can come to visit on the earthly plane, but they’ve already transitioned Home. Like me, I come to visit you and Robert and Jason and a bunch of the others who are part of the blog.

    Me: Ah, I see. But aren’t there entities that help these ghosts transition?

    Erik: Yes, but we can only help if they’re asking for it. They have to be open to it, and that takes a higher vibrational level than what they have at that moment.

    Me: Okay, so it’s that whole narrow belief system you talked about before. You can’t get into that dense energy.

    Erik: Yeah, and it gets heavier and darker when you die and choose not to leave. Because some of them can only focus on that one moment when they died, and they’ve forgotten all else. Or they can only focus on their wife, then their wife passes away and they’re stuck on their wife. It’s about focus, narrow focus. That’s why it’s important for people to encourage their deceased loved ones to go ahead and transition. Don’t worry, cuz they can always come back, and they will. You know, lot’s of humans help do this when they’re asleep. They help their loved ones transition. It can be loved ones from this life of someone else in their soul group that’s been living in another family. Hell, it can be anyone. Some people are really good at helping souls transition, and they do it in sleep when they’re in a body or they also do it when they’re in spirit.

    Me: That’s so cool!

     

     

  • March15th

    47 Comments

    I know many of you watch in pain as the years go by after losing a loved one—one year, two years, five years, ten year, and on and on. If you’re like me, part of you has gained a new spiritual understanding of death and of the soul’s immortality. Yet, despite the comforting fact that we know our loved ones have simply shifted to another dimension right on top of our own—a paradise where we eventually will join them, it’s still hard, isn’t it?

    Sometimes, when the house is empty, I call out for Erik like I used to:’ Erik, wake up and let’s go out for breakfast!’ ‘Erik, did you take out the trash?’ ‘Erik, come down for dinner, Sweetie!’ I choke back tears. I sing all of the lullabies that I used to sing when he was a baby. I pray I won’t live to see one hundred. God knows if my family saw me, they’d think I was nuts. I’m already on shaky ground in that territory as it is.

    So it’s hard to have all this insight now, but still feel the emptiness in one’s arms and one’s heart, to feel wounded and reduced. We miss the hugs and kisses. We miss the pet nicknames and inside jokes. We miss having someone to nurture. We miss, in a word, the love. This is not to say that love can only emanate to and from one family member or friend, but each love is different. One love lost can never be replaced by another. If a puzzle piece is ripped away from that 3-D puzzle called life, that life is no longer what it was when every piece was in place. Once Erik was torn form my life, I was a right without a left, a to without a fro, a here without a there, a dark without a light. And all the spiritual knowledge we can cram into our minds and our hearts will never be enough. It may well buy us a little time, but, for me, only when we’re together again will I find the satisfaction that comes from feeling whole.

    Erik Rune Medhus

    Channeling Transcript

    Me: Okay, again, I’ve asked you this before, but I just want to see what else you’ve picked up. How are new souls born or created and why?

    (Long pause)

    Jamie (chuckling): He’s pausing. He’s repeating the question to me. It’s like he’s thinking about it.

    Erik: Let’s start with the idea of a new soul. Frankly, we’re not new at all.

    Me: Um hm.

    Erik: Because we all come from God Source, and God ain’t new.

    Me: Are you saying God’s getting a little long in the tooth?!

    Erik and Jamie laugh.

    Erik: But if you’re asking in terms of whether or not the soul is coming to the earth for the first time—

    Me: Or maybe just when the soul individuates or separated from Source. Hell, I don’t really know what I’m asking at all! Help me out here, buddy! Tell me what I’m asking! (I start laughing at my own confusion.)

    Erik: Well, think about it, Mom. We all have conscious collective memory.

    Me: Okay.

    Erik: Well, maybe we’ll call it a subconscious collective memory. So the definition of “new” doesn’t really fit.

    Me: What about a tentacle breaking off from the God Source, then? It’s still part of the old stuff, but it’s new from the standpoint of being a tentacle.

    Erik: Yeah, cuz even if a soul is having its first experience, it’s not new. So maybe we can ask if there are still spirits that have first experiences on earth.

    Me: Okay.

    Erik: We can say, yes. Yes there are. The population is growing. But you think, at the same time, uh, look at the rate of trees being cleared. These are all souls coming back to the Source. And of course there are souls that want to come in. These souls can take the shape of man, of animal—we’re really outgrowing ourselves.

    Me: Wow, so I’ll ask this one again: do animals always come back as animals, a plant as a plant and a rock as a rock?

    Erik: No, that’s like saying a black person can only come back as a black person. We’re not confined to race.

    Jamie: Oh, so Erik, you’re putting insects, animals, trees and humans all on the same level, and you’re considering these almost like all different races?

    Erik: Yeah!

    (Long pause as I wait (in vain) for elaboration.)

    Me: Okay. So these new souls, oops, I mean these new tentacles from Source are being projected to earth because it sort of accelerates God’s experience of Itself?

    Erik: Yep.

    Me: Because we have more bodies to—

    Jamie: To fill.

    Me: Okay. Now, do souls age? I mean, of course there’s no time, so how does that work?

    Erik: No, we gain knowledge and information, but we don’t age; we don’t grow old or weak. We don’t dissolve. It’s a conscious effort if you wanna dissolve and go back to God’s pure energy. And when you do that, you relinquish yourself, but you’re not burning or evaporating. The work you’ve done, the memories you’ve had, it maintains itself in that conscious pool of information.

    Me: But you can choose the age you want to appear as, obviously. Erik, you probably look like you’re twenty, twenty-one, but, you know, you could just as easily appear as eighty or ten.

    Erik: Yes. Yes.

    Me: Right. Now, do souls raise children in the afterlife?

    Erik: No, because as an energy source, you’re not helpless, not like having an infant who can’t walk or feed itself. It’s not like on earth where you have to protect and support and provide for a child until it can do that on its own. When you’re in spirit, you are on your own. That doesn’t mean we enjoy being alone all the time. We enjoy having units: family units, gatherings, friends, you know, intimacy.

    Me: Okay, so it’s not like you need to raise a child because they need support, nurturing, guidance and protection, but can you still have a family unit, create a family unit there and create children who grow up and enjoy that process, or…

    Erik: I know what you’re asking, and it sounds wonderful when you say it, but it just doesn’t fit with how we live. We don’t have that yearning within us, cuz there’s no drive to reproduce.

    Me: Oh. Well, what about this: If you have—like there was one family unit we talked about who died all at once in a car accident. Now the children and parents live together in the afterlife—have a little house they created, they grill outdoors and do all the things they used to do on earth—can you have that? I mean, say you were a soul family on earth, and uh, you know—

    Erik: Yes, Mom. I know what you’re saying and yes. You can maintain that family unit and you can play life just as you did on earth.

    Me: Okay.

    Erik: The only weak moment I can think of is when a person dies on earth—infant, child, teenager, adult or elderly or whatever—

    Jamie (giggling): He’s going through all the ages for us!

    Erik: So, at any age, there’s that weak spot when they arrive and they go, “You know, I might know where I am, but how does this work; what am I doing?”

    Me: Yeah.

    Erik: And that’s when we band together, and we say, “Let me show you; let me walk you around; let me open your mind.”

    Me: I see.

    Erik: But we’re only able to do as much as they’re willing to accept or even listen to, and when it gets over their head, it stops right there.

    Me: It reminds me of how kids all have to figure things out for themselves, make the same mistakes we made at their age, because they don’t want to listen to the advice that comes from our own experience. Reinventing the wheel.

     

     

  • March8th

    41 Comments

    This entry, we’re only just beginning to explore the spiritual rationale for various disorders and diseases. As he says somewhere below, Erik promises to continue to find out more. Evidently, it’s not a simple “one cause for one disease” scenario. Each disease or disorder can have a variety of spiritual origins. That said, Erik has his homework cut out for him, poor fella!

    Channeling Transcript

    Me: Can you tell me something about people with disabilities like Down’s Syndrome, several mental retardation, autism, and other developmental disorders?

    Erik: They’re often teachers. People learn so much from them. Their spirits are incredible, because they don’t have the human capability of shutting things off in their minds. They’re so open, Mom. No filtering, no analyzing, no blocking. So they come as teachers to all. They also tend to bring people together.

    Me: Okay.

    Jeannie: And now the angel is talking.

    Angel: AIDS is also a way of bringing people together. If you remember, years back when AIDS first came out how people would make quilts. So, many groups were formed to help.

    Me: Yeah, that’s right.

    Angel: Illness oftentimes brings about great love.

    Me: Yeah, that’s awesome. Painful, but awesome. Such sacrifice. Now, why stillbirths and infant deaths? What’s the spiritual nature behind these tragedies?

    Angel: It’s what we spoke of before that when a soul reincarnates and oftentimes they see, they get a glimpse of what their life will be like when they’re in the womb—

    Me: And they say, “Never mind!”

    Angel: Yes.

    Me: But do stillbirths and infant deaths ever occur to teach about loss? Say a person lived pretty recklessly in his previous life and had no true regard for the sanctity of life, do they sometimes choose to be stillborn or die in early infancy to learn about the value of life? Or do they sometimes want to help teach family members about loss or help them experience loss to further their spiritual growth? Are there other reasons, in other words?

    Erik: There are. There are many reasons. Sometimes they choose this early exit point because they realize their life will be so painful. They can choose to help someone else. With stillbirths, miscarriages, and infant deaths, people learn about love, they learn about loss, and they learn that life is sacred. So, yep.

    Me: Okay. Now, there are certain illnesses that, to me—of course I’m not any kind of spiritual expert, but it seems like certain illnesses or characteristics are signs that a soul is not comfortable in the physical. Some examples would include eczema, autoimmune diseases, clumsiness, acne. In other words, are their certain traits or disorders that point to a soul not being comfortable in the physical plane?

    Erik: The vast majorities of illnesses are because of that—mental illness too, Mom. Mental illness is a result of just not being able to live on the earthly plane comfortably. Of course sometimes mental illnesses are part of someone’s spiritual plan to teach and to learn, too. But you know, we talked about energetic healing, right?

    Me: Uh huh.

    Erik: So, most of this can be helped. There needs to be more communication between the traditional medical field and the energetic healing field. If they work together, miracles can be performed all the time. What happens is that there is a division. You have a people who don’t believe in physicians. There is that trend in the world more and more that everything can be healed through energetic healing.

    Me: Oh, I believe that too!

    Erik: Yeah, and that’s true, Mom, but also, why do you think we have physicians and certain medications? There are times when traditional medicine is necessary, at least at this point in time, but there are also times when energy healing is necessary, and there are times when you gotta have both.

    Me: Okay. But are there certain diseases that mean specific things? Like arthritis—is that a symptom of something the soul’s going through? Same with cancer, heart disease, and diabetes.

    Erik: Yep, different diseases and disorders have a spiritual basis, sure. And there are books written on these spirit-body connections. All are signals to the soul that something needs to change spiritually. Let’s take arthritis. When someone has arthritis, it usually means that person is resisting something in their life. It can even mean they resist dealing with certain resentments. Or it can mean they’re always pushing, pushing, pushing ahead—just forcing things. So, the body, the physical body just fights back. There are many more spiritual factors for arthritis, but these are the most common ones. Again, all illness is either a lesson, a teaching tool, a communication to the soul that something’s fucked up in the spiritual growth of that being, or a combination of any of these.

    Me: Wow. What about heart disease?

    Erik: Okay, now heart disease comes from holding things in and not releasing emotions: anger, shame, resentment, even love and affection.

    Me: Hm, that makes so much sense! What about cancer?

    Erik: Cancer is kinda different. Cancer, like a cancer cell, can hang out in a body and be undecided if it wants to multiply or not. So a  person has an opportunity to work with that. Lotsa times, cancer is a way of saying, ”I don’t want to be here anymore.” It’s like an exit point opportunity.

    Me: Oh! Okay. What about diabetes?

    Erik: Diabetes is, uh, it happens in people who don’t really hold the body as sacred. It’s an unconscious thing, but it’s there. Sometimes when people realize they have diabetes, they change. They start to treat the body with more respect.

    Me: Are we talking about any type of diabetes—both Type I and Type II?

    Erik: No, I’m just taking about the one you get from being overweight and stuff. I’ll have to find out more for you about the other type.

    Me: Are you getting any information about my two sisters who have diabetes? One passed away and the other one is still very much alive here on the physical plane, but both of them are insulin dependent diabetics and are or were (in the case of Denise) very thin.

    Jeannie: Let’s see if I can get anything on that. (pause) It’s just blank. I’m not getting anything.

    Me: That’s cool. I can ask you later, Erik. That way you’ll have more time to find out additional information for all these spirit/body disruptions, including Type I diabetes like your aunts have or had. Tough dealing with two tenses here!

    Jeannie: Yeah, I’m just drawing a blank.

    Me: Everything happens in its appropriate time. No worries.

    Before I close, I have an announcement from our wonderful and loving blog member, Laura Vanden Bosch. I just received her email moments after finishing this transcription Monday afternoon. Talk about synchronicity! Let’s see if anyone can help her through this difficult time with her joint pain.

    Laura’s Email

    How are you today?  I was wondering in an up coming channeling can you please ask everyone to send some healing energy my way.  I have had four surgeries two on knees and two on the ankles.  The ankles didn’t take and the doctors are saying that I need ankle replacements and or fusion.  Mentally I can not take anymore surgery for now.  I am giving it my all to heal myself with herbs, flower essences and other healing modalities. I have never asked for a group healing and was wondering what it would do.  At the moment my ankles are bone are bone and of course painful.  And I am not taking pain medication because I got so sick of it and I feel like it lowers my vibration.  Thank you; peace and love, Laura

     



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