This one made me belly laugh!
I heard about this blog from a friend of mine who lost her husband unexpectedly a year and a half ago. She hasn’t even really looked into the blog, channelingerik.com, but I was intrigued and began perusing the site. I noticed that as Erik’s abilities (and remembrances) in Spirit grew,; he was able to manipulate objects in the physical as a means to reassure his family and friends that he was “alive” in a sense and still available to them. I also read that he was a great prankster in body and continued that trait even in Spirit form. I didn’t read any examples but had an awareness that he had been known to Punk readers of the blog.
I was skiing with friends in Deer Valley, Utah in January 2014 when we stopped for lunch. Even though there is a secure and free place to store skis at the lodge, I never worry about my skis being stolen, especially at a place like Deer Valley where there seems to be an abundance of wealth and great skis everywhere. I put my skis next to my friend’s custom made Bohemia skis. While we were on the deck, we put our coats and gloves at a table before going inside to order our food.
“Is it safe to leave our things?”, my friend’s wife, Andrea, asked.
“This is Deer Valley! And yes, no worries,” I said.
“That would not be possible in France,” my French friend said.
After we finished eating, we went to get our skis but mine were nowhere to be found. I saw a guy watching us and smiling while we walked around in an incredulous state of mind. I told Andrea and Jean-Luc to take a couple of runs while I waited to see if anyone came back with my skis but they wouldn’t hear of leaving me.
The guy who had been watching us from a short distance away said, “Did you lose some blue K2’s?” he asked, still smiling mischievously.
“No,” I said slowly, completely distracted and confused, “They were purple Rossignol’s.” He said nothing while still smiling. He didn’t say, “Good luck finding them,” he didn’t say, “I’m so sorry!”. He didn’t say, “I saw the dude who took them,” He just grinned and walked toward his friends who were preparing to ski nearby. In fact, they were in a small huddle to my left and in hindsight, I’m not even sure they weren’t part of the whole shenanigans.
Meanwhile, I suggested to Jean-Luc that we go to the ski corral and make a report for Lost & Found. As we walked toward the corral I said, “You know how a person goes to the grocery store, picks up an item, say cheese, then goes to another part of the store, finds a different or better cheese and leaves the item there instead of returning it to its proper location after the trade? Maybe that’s what happened,” I said.
Just then Jean-Luc noticed a pair of skis, upside down, in the last ski stand and right next to them were my poles! They were the only skis in the whole rack. Why would someone carry my skis and poles if they were stealing the skis? If they really did take the skis on purpose, they surely would have left my old beat up poles. If they had accidentally taken the wrong skis, they probably would have had to walk back to get their own skis and likely would have simply returned mine to their original location. Not only that, why wouldn’t the person who took my skis take the custom made Bohemia’s right next to mine, instead? I started thinking about that guy who asked me if I was missing blue K2’s: he never offered reassuring words of encouragement. He just continued grinning impishly as he went on his merry way.
Once we started skiing again, it came to me that I had been teased by that kid Erik I had been reading about. Later that night, Andrea and I were at a restaurant in Park City before we went to a Sundance movie. I saw a guy who looked like Ashton Kutcher come in to the restaurant. I don’t know if he was in town for the festival, but it reminded me of the TV show he had where he thought up elaborate ways to punk his friends and capture it on film. When I got home, I looked through the book, “My Son and The Afterlife” written by Elisa, Erik’s mom. Erik explains there isn’t much an untethered Soul can’t do, including moving objects by altering the energy field around the object. They can even visit “in disguise” as another person! There are several examples in the book and on the blog of people who have been visited, teased and pranked by Erik. That kid who asked me if I had lost my skis? When I looked through the pictures online and in the book, I realized he looked exactly like Erik.
I’m convinced he wrecked my iPhone too. Suddenly my iPhone wouldn’t keep a charge. It literally drained overnight despite the fact that it was plugged in. I took it to the Apple Store where they said they would try something to fix it, but I might need a new phone even though it was in great condition and was only a few months old. It held for 24 hours then it drained again. I took it back to the Apple Store where they exchanged my old phone for a brand new one at no charge (I love Apple). They helped me set it up and when it came to life, the background on the phone was almost exactly like the cover on the book, “My Son and the Afterlife”. Untethered Souls work with electronics fairly easily, it turns out! I laughed and realized I needed to share this story and bring some additional awareness to the blog.
I love that kid.
Diana
A friend on the Path
Salt Lake City
