I’ve been angry at Erik lately. Im mean pissed. It’s funny, I was never angry at him for taking his life, even the way he did. I don’t know why. Most of his siblings and his father are because of the devastation his death left in its wake. It changed everyone, mostly in a negative way, but our family rose up from the ashes stronger than ever, something we’ve done after all the hardships and tragedies and drama we’ve gone through (Much of which you guys don’t know about.) I think it’d be healthier if I could get angry, but I can’t. I don’t even feel disappointed. Sad, yes. Grief stricken, yes. Angry, no. Until now. I’m angry because it’s been months since I’ve gotten any signs from him, not even goosebumps or smells. It’s not like I want the whole, “Give me proof. Give me proof!” It’s not out of sadness, which would lower my vibration making it difficult for him to get through. I just want a “hello.” So I’ve fussed at him repeatedly, and that dressing down reached its peak yesterday. Well, today, I got my wish. Let me give you a little backstory. I have this thing about packing tape. My pet peeve is when people don’t fold over the end after they use it so it forms a little tab. If they don’t, the end sticks to the roll, and I have to claw at is like a maniac to unroll it. It never works, though. Little strips come off, and I try to slowly work the tape so that those strips merge to tone big one the width of the roll, but no. Just frustration.
Recently, I’ve had trouble with people putting the tape where it belongs after they use it. (Don’t worry. I’m getting there.) A week ago, I ordered a spin mop on Amazon and put the whole thing together (I’m retarded when it comes to assembling anything.) only to find out a part was missing. Since I had broken a sweat during the assembly process, this made me livid. I packed it up to return it, but the tape was missing. I wanted that devil mop out of my house, so I asked (okay, maybe yelled) at everyone to fess up and cough up the tape, but everyone denied having any part in the crime. That made me even madder. So I got in the car and, tires squealing, went to the store to get another roll. Still fuming, I packed up the mop and left it outside my door for pickup.
Day before yesterday, I had to return another product to Amazon. Believe it or not, it was another mop. My floors are a mess by that time. I went to look for the tape and nothing. Again, I was pissed. All I could find was that thin, fragile brown tape that holds boxes together only if you essentially mask every seam with a hundred strips. After I finished, I put the roll of tape in its rightful location with the understanding that like before, this would be its temporary home, but it rolled off onto the floor in front of the cabinets. What’s next, locusts? I looked down to pick it up and couldn’t find it. I got down on my hands and knees, scoured the entire room and even lifted up everything on the floor to see if it had somehow squirmed its way underneath something. Of course this was silly because a roll of tape can’t possibly end up underneath a heavy box. Resigned to yet another bout of irritation, I started to close the cabinet doors only to see both rolls. The brown tape was at the very back of the bottom shelf. That’s impossible because how could it possibly fall and then make a right angle turn backwards? The other roll, the one I really wanted to use, was lying on the middle shelf right where it belonged, the place where I looked over and over and over. I knew it was Erik because he’s hidden things from me before. He usually does it when I’m frustrated like the time he hid my to-do list. I have OCD so that list is my life. A few frantic minutes later, it wound up exactly where it belonged. Thanks Erik. Now I have to find another mop. The dirt must be a half an inch thick by now.
Enough of that. Here’s the main event.
Me: Today, we’re going to talk about ADHD. Some people call it ADD, but it’s really attention deficit disorder with hyperactivity. They don’t think there’s a regular ADD. So Erik, can you tell me what the most common spiritual cause is and what the soul is pretty much trying to tell us? Usually with diseases it’s the soul’s way, energetically, of trying to tell us to change something.
Jamie: So there’s no ADD?
Me: Well, they think that it’s just ADHD, but the kid is beaten down and overly punished so they’re not hyperactive anymore.
Jamie: He has his hands in a prayer position and says, Thank you for not ever punishing me for my ADHD.
Erik: You want to know what the definition is?
Me: What?
Jamie: He leans back.
Me: Well you were in the black time-out chair enough so I didn’t have to punish you in any other way.
I totally dismiss his wanting to give a definition. I forgot that he even asked the question.
Me: So is it really a disorder, or is it that the child isn’t grounded? Let’s start with that.
Erik: If you look at a child’s energy that really has this “dis-order,” you’ll find that their energy doesn’t resonate around their feet whatsoever. They have their energy from their ankles up. Their feet are just dismembered.
Me: Ew. That’s an awful visual. So it’s not a disorder? Maybe it’s just society’s disorder, and society can’t accommodate these free spirits.
Erik: I totally agree with that. They can’t accommodate these spirits. Here we have a group of kinetic learners. They’re supposed to be doers. They’re supposed to change the world, and we don’t allow that. We praise thinkers. We praise patience. We don’t praise huge amounts of force and activity. We think that’s chaos. “Slow down. Think about it. Sleep on it before you make a decision.” But we have this group of people that come in who don’t need to sleep on it. They know right away they don’t want to do it. They know right away they don’t want to learn it that way. So they don’t fit in, do they have a problem?
Me: They’re labeled impulsive.
Erik: Yes, but this is the way they gather information. Why can’t we just have a school directly teaching kids with ADHD. Wouldn’t that be amazing? Also it’s about needing a different nutritional plate.
Jamie: What do you mean? A palate?
Erik: No, Jamie. A plate.
Jamie (to Erik): Tell me more.
Erik: They burn a lot of protein. Think of it like an Adkin’s diet. I’m not trying to praise that specific diet, but that one that has all the meats and the proteins, no carbs, no sugars, nothing like that. These kids run off the Adkin’s diet. So if you imbalance them and give them more sugar, more carbohydrates, they burn it into a frenzy and their brains take it as a burst of energy that they can’t organize or control. So it comes out physically because they’re kinetic learners.
Me: So it really doesn’t seem like this “disorder” is a way to signal that child or that adult to make a change. It’s just the nature of that spirit.
Erik: It is an evolution of people as we see it today. A lot of people will say that this “disorder” came about because of pollution or chemicals. Some people say it’s mislabeled and that it’s just an overactive child. I full on believe that only a very small percentage of ADHD people need to be on medication. They really need to be taught how to feed themselves and how to exert physical energy to the point of exhaustion. We really don’t train our kids to be very physical. These kids need to be physically exhausted. They have to push their bodies to their limit. They’re really rooted to the physical body. They’re just not rooted into their lives, into their surroundings because we’re not giving them ways to do it.
Me: Well I know they do need to run around because I experienced that in my own house. Erik, I remember you and your brother—god, your ADHD. Wow. You two would be running around the house with your whitey-tighties on your heads carrying this big sack of rolled up socks and have war games pelting with them. My neighbor came over to drop his kid off, which probably was a mistake, and he said, “Hmm. Elisa, I bet there’s a whole chapter in your parenting book devoted to this.”
For those of you who don’t know, I wrote three parenting books.
Jamie laughs.
Me: So, give us at least one thing a parent can do, exercise, perhaps a grounding exercise or something that would help this child fit into society.
Erik: I got it. Number one, physical exertion to the point of exhaustion whether it’s swimming because it’s a great breathing exercise, whether it’s running, whether it’s kickboxing. I don’t care. Find out what they like to do, in fact three things to do. It’s way more important for them to be physically active than for them to sit down and do their homework. Second thing, energetically what I would do is any kind of polarity techniques where you’re hooking up the positive energy of the body to the negative energy of the body. You, as a parent, can learn how to do that. Reiki is a little too calming. Remember we don’t want to calm them down because that’s not how they’re wired. We need to shock them. That’s kind of what polarity exercises do.
Jamie (laughing): Polarity doesn’t shock, people! (To Erik) Don’t say it like that!
Me: Bzzzz. Like sticking your finger in an electric socket.
Erik: You act like jumper cables, moving the energy through your body so you can run it more quickly.
Jamie (chuckling): But it won’t physically shock you.
Me: Well Jamie, where can we find out more about different polarity techniques?
Jamie: Oh, gosh. All online, and they have wonderful books. These polarity exercises are wonderful. They feel great, easy to follow. Trust me.
Me: Any specific grounding exercises? I know you can make them aware of where their feet are, etc. That helps too? Getting them barefooted in the grass and things like that?
Jamie: Yes. Absolutely. Anything that gets them closer to nature, building a tree house, having an underground play room, whatever it is. Water. They need to get all the elements. These people need to be near the elements.
Me: Well Erik, you liked fire.
Jamie nods her head with her eyes wide open.
Me: You burned up some things!
