You know we always ask Erik about matters of the universe, the afterlife, the soul, the human experience. The one day it dawned on me; I never ask about him! This post accomplishes that and more.
Me: How are you, Erik?
Jamie: He says he’s been doing very well. He’s been taunting me all morning telling me I was going to be late.
Me: And you weren’t!
Jamie: No, I wasn’t!
Me: You proved him wrong.
Jamie: Maybe he was telling me I was going to be late, and I wasn’t going to let him be right!
Me: Uh huh. That’s probably it. Ha ha, Erik!
Me: Tell me about your typical day, Erik? You get up in the morning, and you probably don’t brush your teeth or comb your hair, but go on.
Erik: Eeeh (buzzer sound), already wrong.
Me: Well, there’s no morning anyway.
Erik: It’s beautiful all the time.
Jamie (clearly touched): Aww, he just got glazy eyed.
Jamie (to Erik, giggling): Come back!
Erik: It’s so different. So amazing that we choose not to remember it.
Erik: But, I don’t get up in the morning, but if we’re going to talk about this like I’m on Earth, then when you wake up in the morning, which is not too early—
Erik: —I kind of like to walk through the house first thing in the morning.
Jamie (smiling): He really likes his house.
Erik: I do. So, I kind of walk through the house, then once everybody’s up, then I know that—
Jamie (to Erik): Slow—hold on. Slow down; back up.
Erik: Once everybody’s up, I know everybody’s okay, you know, starting a new day and everything, normally I’ll take off after everyone has their routine going.
Me: Uh huh.
Erik: And then I go and haunt my sister for a bit.
Me: Which one? Oh, probably Michelle.
Erik: Yeah, Michelle.
Me: And what do you mean, you haunt her?
Erik: I just go and I check on her.
Me: Okay. So you chill with her, pretty much.
Me: Okay. Well, that’s what you always used to do.
Erik: And then I normally calm down, because now everybody’s waking up. It’s wild because Channeling Erik is worldwide, so I get shout outs from every time zone. I can be doing shit day and night—always, with people who are awake or asking. I can play and prank and teach and just fuck with people. But when it—we’re going off your timeframe, so then after I screw with Michelle, I take off. And I go chill and I sense who’s needing me, who’s calling me, who’s reading the blog, that kind of a thing. I have that underlying current all the time.
Me: Mm. Okay.
Erik: I’m tapping into who’s thinking about our story or who’s needing help. And that’s when—
Erik: It sounds so fucked up.
Jamie: Yeah, it does.
Erik: When I choose to divide myself and go see everyone who’s calling on me or thinking about me and deciding when it’s kind of time to pull a prank, to let ‘em know that I am there or just to sit and listen, just to hold space. Because you know I was never really that great at doing that when I was alive. It comes with a lot of patience.
Me: You mean listening?
Erik: Yeah. Listening and holding space for them, just letting them be who they need to be.
Me: Oh, so that’s what you mean by “holding space.”
Erik: Yeah. And it requires you not to have an opinion, which is hard.
Jamie chuckles knowingly.
Me: Runs in our family.
Erik: I do that, and then I take some time for myself. I like to—
(Pause as Jamie listens)
Jamie (to Erik): You’re like a little extremist, aren’t you! (To me) He’s talking about motorcycles, snowboarding, like all crazy extreme sports.
Me: Oh yeah. That’s him.
Jamie: He’s talking about skiing, but waterskiing, you know, out in the water.
Me: He used to love wakeboarding, but he face planted so many times because he was too aggressive.
Jamie: Oh my god!
Me: He always pushed the envelope.
Erik: Lake water up the nose.
Jamie: So, he’s showing me all sorts of crazy activities like that.
Erik: I like to do something like that at least once a day, you know in terms of how our days are equivalent to your day.
Erik: And then I go chill out again, but this time I try to see what I can learn. It’s not so much for everyone else. It’s more about what am I missing or who I need to meet or who’s going to challenge me to reach out a little bit more. Then, after that, I like to go back to the house. I like to make sure that you’re doing okay, and I try to remind you to take more time to yourself, because you think that you’re doing good at that, but it’s such a fucking lie!
Me: Well, I’m getting a little bit better. I try to sit out by the pool. But yeah, you’re right. Usually I bring work out with me! I do something on my to-do list while I’m outside.
Jamie giggles. I bet she’s the same way.
Me: So, I kind of fool myself that way! It’s just that I have so much to do, so much on my plate.
Erik: Wouldn’t it be nice to have somebody help you?
Me: Oh, yeah.
Erik: You’re going to need that.
Me: Yeah, eventually.
Me: Okay. Then what do you do?
Erik: Then I—
Jamie: He just went off on a tangent.
Erik: Remember you guys were talking last night about the nonprofit? It should continuously support the Channeling Erik blog and pay for an assistant, the web updates and everything.
Me: Okay. That’s an idea. It’s hard for me to let go of things, though. What if they don’t do it right?
Erik: Well, you can always check it after they’ve done it and make corrections.
Me: Oh yeah, and I like to do the transcriptions myself, because it’s like I’m having a conversation again with you.
(God, I wish I were a better typist.)
Erik: It’s fine, but then let somebody else do the clipping and the posting and the managing.
Me: Okay. Sounds good.
Erik: Someone to do the grunt work!
Erik: And then, after I remind you to chill the fuck out, take some time out. I usually pick on Pappa a little bit. It’s so interesting. The two of you are like night and day.
Me: God, yes!
Erik: Whenever I buzz by you, you’re always wide open, you know, “Hi. How are you?” You just have this constant on button. I know that must be fucking tiring in and of itself.
Me: I probably tire out other people more than I do myself.
Erik: But then I buzz by Pappa and he’s got this constant off button.
Me: So he’s not open to suggestions?
Erik: Uh uh. Nope. He’s gotta do it his way or the highway.
Me: Oh, yeah!
Me: And? Then what do you do? Eat dinner, go to a movie, tend to your girlfriend?
Erik: No, it’s not like that.
Me: I know, but do you take time for you and your girlfriend?
Erik: Well, yeah. She’ll join me on my activities and stuff when I’m helping other people. It’s not like I’m all by myself doing everything.
Me: Okay. Now do you learn, uh, you said you learn what you can do to help the blog members and all that stuff. Do you learn other things, too?
Erik: Yeah, when I chill out and take some time to see what I’m missing. Who can I meet; who can challenge me; how to work on myself? Yeah, every day.
I already asked him that! What a memory. It’s hell to get old.
Me: Do you learn about different dimensions and the universe or have you already tapped into all of that information like you focus on it and you know it?
Erik: No, no. Not true. I can tap into it, but still—
Jamie: Um, he’s looking for a word.
Jamie (to Erik, laughing): Don’t use that word!
Me: Uh oh.
Jamie (still giggling): Retarded. (Pause) He can’t think of a better one.
Me: Okay. That’s retarded?
Erik: Mentally challenged.
Why couldn’t he have just used that one?
Jamie: He’s talking about going and learning about other dimensions. He can understand the information, but he’s mentally challenged on how to translate it.
Erik: Cuz the language here is more like an emotional one. When you’re feeling sad or happy, you can’t explain to someone in detail the feeling itself. You can explain maybe what caused it or why you chose to react that way. You can’t really explain the emotion. So knowledge is like that over here.
Me: Yeah, when I talk to you, it seems like it’s not all conversational. Maybe I’m just making this up, but sometimes I feel like you’re giving me an image or idea.
Erik: Yeah. Yeah. It’s less of language and more of a picture, a show and tell kind of a thing and there’s an emotional value to it.
Me: At first when I tried to channel you, I tried so hard to get sentences and stuff, but it just didn’t work. Now I’m just letting go and opening up my mind to other forms of communication. It seems to work. I don’t know.
Erik: That’s the truer way of how we work in spirit.
Me: I still got a long way to go, though.
Erik: The shit that I do with Jamie, diarrhea of the mouth, that’s just to help—it’s just kind of trying to help pacify—
Jamie (to Erik): That doesn’t make sense.
Erik: Pacify the whole; pacify the beginning until we really get into it. It’s just a start. Conversation is just a starter. It’s not the real deal.
Me: Ah, interesting. Do you do anything to help Jamie at all like you do with me, or do her own guides do that?
Erik: She lets her own guides do that.