Erik on Cursing

Last night’s show was wonderful, guys. If you missed it, check it out here:

Also, here’s the video of the answers to questions some of you submitted to Emma:

Now enjoy today’s Best of Erik!

Me: In these sessions that we have, do you ever want to start a conversation? I’m always the mic hog that asks all the questions, but I never give you the chance to just freely talk.

Erik: I know. Here I am, just a fucking guinea pig, right?

Me: I know!

Jamie laughs.

Me: You’re the question whore and I’m your pimp. So, what do you want? Do you ever want to—well you can speak up! You can say, “Wait, wait. I wanna talk about this today.”

Erik: And we have. I have on a handful of occasions, but—

Me: Okay.

Erik: Trust me. If I have some shit to say, I’m going to stop the train.

Me: Okay.

Erik: I like this. It’s guided by the people who are on the blog, which I think is beautiful. I don’t know. I think it’s cool. We’re the team. You’re the one who hosts and hound the people to ask the questions, and I’m the one who helps you answer it. I’m your ghostwriter, Mom.

Me (laughing): There we go! Good one. Awesome. Okay, we’ll move on. One of the blog members made the comment that you must be lower evolved or a lower level entity because of the way you curse and talk. How rude! (I chuckle.)

Erik: Oh, no. We gotta go through this again?

Me: And she indicated that she or her friend are supposedly used to communicating with Ascended Masters, angels and “speakers of great dignity”. So, if I remember correctly, this is the way you make it clear that it’s you.

Erik: It’s the way I make it clear that it’s me, and—let’s take the wonderful Sai Baba, for example. If Sai Baba accepted all of his money that was gifted to him, given to him, or what we might consider earned by him,–

Me: Okay, wait a minute. (to my little dog, Bella) Bella! No, no. Ah-ah. Don’t do that!

Jamie is laughing hard.

Me: She was tearing up my rug!

Erik: You just had to fart, Mom.

Me: How rude! I didn’t, but if I did, I wouldn’t admit it! Forget it. Blame the dog!

Jamie bursts out laughing.

Erik: That’s why you always have a dog.

Me (giggling): That’s true, on my husband’s part.

Erik: So, if Sai Baba chose to accept all of the monetary value and change his status in society, and wore wing-tipped shoes or boots and traveled the world in jets but had the same message, who do you think would hear him?

Me: Mm!

Erik: You know, we just—

Jamie (laughing): He just went, (in an aggravated whisper),“God! Fuck! Fuck!” and shook his head.

This made me laugh, considering the topic.

Erik: It’s so amazing and so fucking hypocritical that people can come and say, (in a snobby voice) “Oh, well, this is right, because there’s no cursing in it, and if a spirit curses to you, they’re lower level. All right, first of all—

Jamie (nervously): Mm. Erik!

Erik: First of all, fuck you for being judgmental and hypocritical about your judgment.

Oh god. I can already see the deluge of hate mail.

Erik: Because, right? You think you’re walking a life of light or enlightenment or spiritual growth, but at the drop of a dime, you’ll say that something is right and something is wrong. Something is better and something is worse.

Me: Ooo.

Erik: So, let’s just let everybody read, real plain and simple—

(Pause)

Jamie: He’s like, “Arghh!” He’s so frustrated right now! Thank you for talking slow, though, Erik.

Erik: Judgment on self, others or an expectation of what something should be—

Jamie (to Erik, laughing): No, we’re not going to do that! Ha ha ha!

Jamie burst out with a loud laugh.

Jamie: Can I just tell you and you not write it down?

Me: Just tell me. I’m going to write it down. I don’t filter anything, because that’s a form of judgment right there!

Jamie: He’s just trying to tick off whoever said it, I think. Playfully, though.

Me: I don’t think it’s a blog member. I think it’s someone who heard it from a friend. I don’t know.

Erik: To have a judgment of self or others? Now that’s the wrong thing.

Jamie: He’s laughing, because that right there is a judgment. So, that’s why I was going to say it would confuse the readers.

Me (giggling): Okay.

Jamie: But, you know, he is kind of pulling a prank on himself.

Erik: Acceptance is where we need to come into, and I choose to keep this language, because it was who I am from my last life—who I am now—and it is the path I feel is best to get more people to listen. Like Sai Baba. Sai Baba chose, in society, to take a vow of poverty, and, through that, he felt it was best for him to focus on people of every kind, of every level, of every race—to focus on them, as a person, not judging where they’re from or who they are and not judging self—doing what he saw fit for himself. I’m doing what I see is fit for myself.

Me: And you do seem to reach a lot more people, although you will probably offend the deeply religious, I will tell you that. But frankly, I don’t pretend to reach those people anyway. We’ll never woo them over.

Erik (chuckling): You gotta remember—they’re just words! Words have vibrational qualities and powers, but they have vibrational qualities and powers because of the intent you put behind them, you know? And I’m using mine as adjectives.

Me: Yeah. You’re not saying (in a loud, angry voice) “FUCK YOU!”

Erik: Correct.

Me: Plus talking to those Ascended Masters all prim and proper—they’re kind of boring. You’re more fun to listen to.

Jamie laughs.

Me: Seriously. Sorry, Ascended Masters, but really!

Erik (laughing): For you, maybe.

Me: Sorry, but they could at least throw in some levity.

Erik: Really, I think that the raunch and the way that we talk—

Jamie: He’s talking about you and him.

Erik: –that’s really the worm on the hook.

Me: Oh!

Erik: Don’t you think. Mom? It’s like, “Oooo, look at that! That’s different! I wanna know what that is!”

Me: Well, yeah. I think so, too.

Erik: But you know what? The message is there and it’s equivalent to the great masters or might even be beyond, because it’s in a language that kind of disarms people. It makes them giggle. It makes them go, “What? Ah, that’s exactly how I would have said it!” We’re not saints!  We use all kinds of language to communicate what we’re feeling. As long as your intent is not to harm or place judgment, then I think we’re all in the right place.

Me: Yes. And the message is good.

Erik (laughing): Boo.

Me: What?

Erik: That’s just what I’m saying. I like Sean’s thing. Isn’t that Sean’s thing?

(He’s referring to Sean of the Sean and Jen Show.

Me: Oh. I just can’t get a picture out of my mind now of the Ascended Masters doing the Macarena.

Erik: Only if they’re wearing board shorts.

Me: Yeah, there we go!

Erik: It’s the whole thing of, why, when these people have these great visions and meditations or when they die and stuff and come back and they’re like, “They were wearing white robes.”

Me: I know!

Erik: Like Greek or Roman robes.

Me: That’s their expectations.

Erik: Yeah! Exactly. Thank you! Preconceived. So, that’s what the fuck you’re going to find. Enjoy.

Me: God, I read Greek Mythology, and I’m not going there again! Okay, anything else? That was a great answer.

(Pause)

Jamie (laughing really hard): He started to applaud for himself!

Me: Oh, hush. You’re probably bowing, too.

Erik: I’ll take that

Jamie can’t stop laughing. He must have had a hilarious expression on his face.

Me (giggling): Smartass!

Erik: Thank you.

Me: I love you, Erik. You’re amazing.

Erik: You’re the best, Mom.

Me: From my genes, of course.

Erik: Nah, I don’t look that good in your jeans.

Me (laughing): That’s a quick one!

Erik: Too high-waisted and the legs are too short.

Just for the record, I do NOT wear “Mom jeans.”

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