On October 6, 2009, my 20-year-old son Erik, took his own life. Since that sad and tragic day, an overwhelming sense of grief and despair propelled me into a search for answers. Answers that would provide me and others with comfort and hope. Some of those answers came from the many books I bought, but many came from an unexpected source: Erik himself. Read more.

Does Terrorism Terrorize You?, Part One

I think this one might ruffle some feathers, but if you do what Erik suggests and extrapolate this to all aggressive, angry and even violent people, it might make more sense. I really wanted to focus on the terrorists themselves instead of learning about it from a general aspect so when Erik didn’t comply completely,...

Hands Off, Marvin the Martian!

A lot of blog members claim to have had interactions with aliens, including abduction. I know of two whose dentist noted odd triangles engraved on the side of a molar. Erik says this is an alien branding, of sorts. That said, go to your dentist. It’s not just about checking for cavities and periodontal disease....

Put That Stick in Neutral

This is a continuation of the self-esteem series. Read these three previous posts: FIRST, SECOND and THIRD if you need to.  Me: Why do some people get stuck in this over-bloated self-esteem, the opposite side of the pendulum? Erik: We see people stuck there all the time. Me: Yeah but why do they get stuck and not get...

Assholes Need Love, too

I just got back into town late last night after a wonderful Spring Break with my husband and two of my kids. We skied (cross country and alpine,) and because the light was so flat in both types of skiing, I had a hard time seeing the terrain, particularly on the steep ski slopes. Well,...

Ghosties and Entering the Body

Sorry I didn’t post yesterday! I got so wrapped up in my vacay that I forgot! Hope you enjoy this one from long ago. Me: Now what’s the difference—a lot of people have asked this questions—between ghosts and spirits? Erik: Nothing. Me: I didn’t think so. It’s all semantics. Erik: Ghosts, spirits, haunts, they’re called...

Why People Take Their Lives

Here I am way up above the tree line in Norway where Internet access is spotty and very expensive. For that reason (plus the fact that I’m on vacation) I’m only going to post three days a week. Got to tend to the moose and trolls, after all. It’s so peaceful and pristine here. So...

Jesus Moment

Just an FYI: I might not post Thursday because I have so, so much to do to prepare for our Spring Break trip to see family in Norway. I’ll try, but no promises. 🙂 I also want you guys to know that we’re working to make Channeling Erik mobile friendly so look for that. I...
flower, victim, victimhood, Survivor

Poor me. Are You a Victim?

I know, I know. This is such a short entry, the shortest I’ve ever posted. But the next subject in queue has nothing to do with this one so… Sorry. Hopefully, you’ll get something out of it. All of us have been victims of something. It doesn’t have to be at the hands of others....

Channeling Phil Hartmann

Surprise! I didn’t leave town today after all. It’s been changed to this coming Monday and I’ll be returning on Wednesday. Then I’ll post again on Thursday. On Friday, I’m leaving for Norway for Spring Break. I intend to post, but we’re staying high up in the mountains well above the tree line so it...

A Lesson in Physics

This is a post from a few years ago, but now that science is coming around to our beliefs, I couldn’t help but post it. Here’s a paper that confirms what Erik says about what the soul is made of, neutrinos. Me: Now, what we’re going to talk about today is neutrinos. We’ve talked about...

Get That Garden Hose Out, Part Two

Here’s an impossible to turn down offer from blog member and talented writer, E. Daniel: To receive SIX FREE NOVELS as PDF EBOOKS, email me, E Daniel at eriknovels@q.com. You probably already know what a joker Erik is. He told Elisa how easy it was to download to me, although his language was somewhat more colorful. So these...
Self-esteem and the garden hose

Get That Garden Hose Out, Part One

I’m bummed. My husband left for Mexico to meet a client this morning. That client owns this very swanky hotel. I mean 6 star if that even existed. Plus his company sent him first class!  I always fly cattle class so… I want those little folded cloth napkins and crystal glasses filled with a mimosa,...

It’s So Sublime

God I’m so freaking tired of cleaning. My knees have callouses on them. Today I’ve been cleaning god-awful, grimy baseboards and cabinets, and I’ve come to the sad conclusion that I have at least 157 miles to go. Just kidding. But it seems like it. Still, cleaning is a very Zen thing, at least for...

Feel Like You’re From Mars?

Okay. I messed up. I didn’t put the tail end of yesterday’s post so go back and read it if you want. I think it’s because I’ve been so busy. Our housekeeper of 25 years who is part of the family and helped me raise my kids is having a triple bypass so I’ve been...

Don’t Beat Yourself Up!

So many of us let the world beat us down. Some do that constantly; some do that from time to time. So this wonderful post will help us all. Usually I have more of an introduction but you need to dive int these words of Erik right away. Plus I don’t have anything to say. I’ve...

Do You Want to be a Zombie?

On Saturday, a documentary producer is flying all the way from Oslo to film me about Channeling Erik. Then he flies to Atlanta to film Jamie. It seems as though Channeling Erik is starting to get the notice we all hoped for. Exciting! I’ll let you all know what happens.  The weather across most of...

Where to Begin

If you're new to Channeling Erik, I recommend you read the backstory first. Then, I suggest you start with the very first post. In doing so you can follow my journey just as I did, through the inexplicable, inconceivable, and yet utterly undeniable surprises that I have encountered since my son''s death. Welcome.

-Elisa

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