Motherhood

First a few announcements. You will notice soon that the archives have changed. Instead of listing them by month and year, they’ll be listed by title. That will make it easier to cherry pick the posts you want to read. Also, I finally figured out how to make the Lisa Williams channeling event into an audio only YouTube so you’ll soon see how Erik barges his way into the conversation. Persistent little devil. Last, there have been so many Erik Encounters posts that I think it’s been too overwhelming, so I want to post them only on the weekends. What do you guys think about that? It means that those in queue will have to wait a bit longer to see their stories published, but I promise they will. Keep those wonderful stories coming!

This post came up in queue right after Mother’s Day. (Almost) perfect timing!

Me: Here’s a question from a blog member. Why do we choose to be mothers?

(Pause)

Me: I’m here to tell you that it ain’t easy!

Robert: Erik looked over at Jillian.

Erik: Do you mind if Jillian answers this question?

Me: Go for it, Jillian! Hi, by the way!

Jillian: Hello. How are you doing?

Me: Fine. I can’t wait to meet you. Not right away, but…

Jillian: I can’t wait until you remember that we’ve already met.

Me: Cool thought!

Robert laughs.

Robert: She speaks so differently from Erik. Her energy is calmer compared to Erik. I get dizzy sometimes when I talk to him.

Both of us laugh.

Robert: But I still love him.

Me: What’s not to love?

Erik: I love me, too.

Me: Of course you do.

Robert: Jillian, by the way, always comes in when it’s about how to raise kids, help marriages, and all that stuff. She’s really good at that. Now I know why Erik brought her in. “Jilly.”

Jillian: Well, in the simplest way I can put this, from a spiritual perspective, it’s to—

Robert: She gives me everything at once, so I have to parse it out.

Me: Help him out, Jillian!

Robert: She is. She’s got such a pretty face, pretty smile. She’s very sweet looking.

Me: Aw.

Robert: Very elegant. She reminds me of Meghan Fox.

Me: You struck pay dirt, Erik.

Erik: She’s hot.

Robert and I laugh.

Jillian: The simplest answer is to create this connection on a spiritual level and to develop a deeper understanding of what it is to be connected. From the human perspective, there is no greater type of connection than between mother and child.

Me: Yeah. Yeah.

Jillian: You share the same blood; you even share the same cells.

Funny she should say that because I just read about the scientific discovery of the presence of a child’s cells existing in its mother.

Jillian: And this creates this bond, this connection, this awareness. It’s enhanced compared to external connections that have never existed within the mother. You know.

Me: Yes I do.

Jillian: And the pain of their loss can almost mean the demise of a mother.

Me: Trust me, I know.

Jillian: In many cases, it does mean their demise. With any kind of loss, a piece of our heart goes with them. The heart has to grieve over that loss and the big hole that’s there. When that happens to a mother, it’s like their entire heart has been taken.

Me (tearing up): I know. I know.

Jillian: There’s nothing but an empty spot in their chest.

(Long solemn pause)

Jillian: From a spiritual perspective, we understand through the contrast of that incredible pain what that connection is, how important that bond is.

Me: Isn’t there another way that we can figure that out instead of going through all of that pain?

Jillian: Right now humans are a very young species, and so they’re having to learn how to accept things. Physical and emotional pain are two of those things. They’re learning to accept that and the fact that it has the right to be. It’s only there to teach us. It’s not a punishment.

Me: It feels like it sometimes.

Jillian: I know it does, but it only feels that way because it’s so unbearably uncomfortable.

I’d call it more than discomfort.

Jillian: And that’s what I spend a lot of my time doing. I help mothers who have lost a child to get through that process. I’ve been helping you. Many times, I will come to a mother who has lost a child—and sometimes fathers, too because even though they haven’t carried a child, there’s still a bond there. Some men can develop a bond similar to the mother/child one. You’ve heard about how some men go through morning sickness when their wives are pregnant?

Me: Oh, yeah.

Jillian: That’s unique. What I will do with mothers or fathers is visit them. It’s easiest to do it while they’re asleep. Then I talk them through the pain.

Robert: She’s showing me an image of a person lying down, sleeping, and she’s sitting at their bedside, and as they breathe in, she funnels this pure, white energy into them. Then when they breathe out, it comes out black. It’s the pain. That’s the way she helps heal the wound that’s there.

That reminds me of that movie, The Green Mile, where the inmate sucks in someone’s bad energy and spews out a big, black cloud.

Me: Right. Mine must be totally blocked. It must be hard for her to breathe that white energy into me.

Jillian: No.

I start to cry. Long pause as I gather myself.

Robert: She’s so gentle.

Me: What a great balance between you and Erik!

Robert: For sure!

I couldn’t resist adding a few quotes.

This one makes me choke up.

This one makes me choke up.

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I know that pain and that love so well.

Ready for a little comic relief?

Ready for a little comic relief?

And exposed to the elements

And exposed to the elements

 

 

 

 

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  • Terri Moreno Gelbaum

    Though my child isn’t dead,the pain of her separation is felt just as you have described here. Mothers Day is so hard for me. What is it I’m supposed to learn?It better be worth it,for all this unrelenting pain is a high to pay. Bless you all.

  • michele

    It does hurt too much and the whole in my heart I know so well. I sometimes feel this is still a night mare and my sweet son will walk through the door oh how I wish xoxo

    • As you have made a difference in ours just by being a part of this family.

  • edmuss

    what about when children lose their parents.

    • edmuss

      offspring maybe a better word.

  • Kat Gardner

    Hugs to you, Elisa.

  • Barbara Wikle

    This is so beautiful <3

  • Aimy Alicia Israel

    Can anyone help? I want to ask Erik but I’m not sure where I go to for that. Thank you

    • I used to have the Ask Erik page but I eventually got flooded with too many requests and since they take up expensive session time I can’t afford to any more. Plus I refuse all monetary compensation.

      • Aimy Alicia Israel

        Okay, that’s sad but thank you anyway 🙂

  • Michelle Buchheit-Schill

    Jillian, I hope you are with me while I sleep. The pain of losing my darling son a year ago yesterday is so unbearable. I hardly know how I will survive.

    • Giving you a big fat hug now.

      • Michelle Buchheit-Schill

        Thanks, Elisa. I was wondering where you read the article about mother’s having their children’s cells. I find that fascinating. I wonder if it includes children you lost before giving birth?

      • I wish I could remember!

  • SweetasMegPie

    I loved this post!! funny Bc long before now whenever I read where Jillian speaks I totally had her pinned as very calming and serene. The part where she says “I can’t wait for you to remember we have already met”!! Totally had goosies!! Love it!!

    • Carol Walker Cline

      that’s my favorite part, too!

  • CeCe

    Terri, I think I understand your pain. My two offspring have created a distance from me in their adulthood. (I secretly credit their dad’s unsavory traits) but I still can’t fathom how they could separate from the one person who’s been loving, compassionate, dedicated and constant in their lives. It’s very painful and hurtful! Whatever the lesson here I’m at a loss finding it.

  • cyndi wilkins

    This post has reminded me of a dream I had the other night…My daughter and I were crossing the street, giggling as we do when we are out walking to and from her school. A car came out of nowhere and flew past us on my left…She was at my right side and when I turned to look for her she was gone. My heart sank immediately as I knew she had been hit by that car. It had pulled over and I ran up to it screaming in a tone I had never heard come out of me before… It was something primal…I saw her little feet under the car and went into a rage as I lifted it off of her. I woke in an instant before seeing her crumpled little body…I swear if I had a delicate heart condition, there is no way I would have survived that dream. I know in my heart it would be certain death for me if anything ever happened to take her from me like that. If I need to learn lessons like that, I prefer they happen in my dreams!

    • I broke out in a cold sweat just reading this.

      • cyndi wilkins

        Exactly…That is how I would describe my condition when I awoke suddenly…We all tap the same well of emotion….Somewhere in our deepest memories, we have all experienced the unimaginable loss of a child…The reactions of our bodies to the mere thought of it reminds us this is so. We really are all of one mind and body:)

  • BK

    “I can’t wait until you remember that we’ve already met.” Wonderful