Since Erik’s death, one of my deepest desires has been to see him, to hold him, to hug him, to kiss him, to hear the sound of his voice and his wonderfully infectious laugh. As you can see from various entries, we’ve been blessed by numerous occasions when he’s been tangible through our senses of...
Punked Again!
Let me start by saying I have this thing about being organized. Very organized. I have lists for everything, even lists of my lists. This personality trait probably evolved because of my ADHD as a means of finding order in my own personal chaos. I don’t know if I could have survived medical school otherwise....
Erik and the Fortune Cookie
When I was a kid, fortune cookies were kick ass. (I was fairly easy to please.) Seriously, they pointed you in the right direction, gave clarity to a muddled path, and were just, well, fun! Now, it’s all about moral advice for morons: the early bird gets the worm, people in glass houses, yada, yada,...
Busy Guy, Big Projects
“Where would you like to begin this morning, Elisa?” Kim begins. ‘Well first of all I’d like to see if he’s around and if he is, I want to see how he’s doing and tell him I love him,’ I say. “Hi Mom!” He says that in a “Where else would I be” way, Kim...
From the Beginning
Many of you are new to the site, so I’d like to re-post entries from the beginning so that you won’t miss anything that might either interest you, endow you with a new understanding of all things spiritual, or help heal those who have also suffered a tragic loss. Let’s begin with the life and...
Erik on the Future and Time
In this part of the channeling session, Erik shares his views on how he and I will work together as a team to help others and the truth behind the concept of time. “Mom, do you have any idea how many people on the earthly plane need you to help them heal?” Okay, I’m thinking...
Erik on the Human Experience, God and Suicide
Thinking no question was too profound, too intimate or too probing for my son, I posed some real humdingers in a recent channeling session. Brace yourself folks: ‘I think I already asked you this Erik, but why do we choose to have the human experience here on earth? You said something about wanting to experience...
Little Prankster
I know this is the second post in one day, but this can’t wait. I’m all alone in the house. I just used the downstairs bathroom by the utility room and an hour later, I pass by the door and see the toilet seat is up. I know cats don’t have opposable thumbs, so I...
Ask Erik: Ruiz Family Questions
In this entry, you will see that grief is the great equalizer. I transcends ethnicity, religion, cultural background, socioeconomic levels, and in this case, even vast distances. Here is a question Irene posed to Erik from her homeland in the Philippines: “Dear Erik and Elisa: You guys are living in Texas while we are here...
Ask Erik: Jean’s Questions
The next question is from a bereaved mother very much like me. In fact, her son, Tyler, died only 9 days before Erik’s death and both were just 20 years old at the time of their passing. Here is the mother’s submission to Erik: “Erik, my son died 5 months ago. Do you meet strangers...
Ask Erik: Stanley’s Questions
As many of you know, the blog has an “Ask Erik” section through which anyone can submit a question to my deceased son. I pose these questions to him each time I have a channeling session with the psychic medium. The next several posts will reveal the enormous insight Erik has gained as a discarnate...
Housekeeping Issues
I have a couple of announcements to make. First, many of you may have noticed that the “Ask Erik” button wasn’t working. That has now been fixed, thanks to my genius daughter. Erik answered several questions for various people about their deceased loved ones and they were all amazed. Some considered his responses life altering....
Footstep, Footsteps Everywhere
Erik has been changing up his game a little lately. Keeping us on our toes, I guess. While we were visiting relatives over Spring Break, Maria and Blanca, our once-a-week housekeepers, were busily packing up everything from our kitchen cabinets in preparation for the (gulp) remodeling that was to begin on our return. To give...
Creativity and Knowingness
In this next part of the channeling session through psychic medium, Kim O’Neill, Erik shares his heightened love for creativity. He’s always had a creative streak, but that flame at best smoldered when he was in the depths of depression. Between those horrible bouts, he was an incredible self-taught musician who mastered classical guitar, electric...
Erik’s Norwegian Visit
Here I sit in our chalet in Norway, high above the tree line, deep in the rugged tundra. Wispy clouds dance meters away from the roof top as the sun struggles to peer through at us. This vacation has been a bittersweet one, the first since Erik’s death. Erik loved it here. In fact, Norway...
Erik Meets Michael and Kevin
I’ve learned since Erik’s death that many bereaved parents seek solace from those who have suffered a similar loss. I am no exception to that rule. Bittersweet as it is, I’ve had the honor of meeting two lovely women. One lost her son while he was driving drunk. The other lost her bipolar son to a self-inflicted gunshot wound to the head. We have been meeting for dinner each month to share our grief, our words of comfort and our tales of when our sons have contacted us. Rebecca, the mother of the bipolar son, asked me to pose a question to Erik, through psychic medium Kim, of course. Here is the transcription of that part of the session.
Eau de Erik
Let me preface this entry with a little back story. As is the case with many who suffer with bipolar disorder, Erik self-medicated in the past with alcohol and a variety of drugs. In the last couple of years, however, he had been almost completely drug free. He smoked pot no more than once or twice...
Erik’s Take on Souls and the Afterlife
Now that I have an insider, someone with a unique perspective on the “Other Side,” I have such a wonderful opportunity to answer so may questions I’ve been harboring nearly all of my life. Of course, if I had the choice, I’d rather have Erik on this side with me, but he’s not. He’s gone...