Channeling John Belushi, Part One

Nikki tipped me off to this wonderful lady who will take Erik’s (and of course other’s) o’d t-shirts and makes them into cozy quilts. Imagine wrapping yourself up in that kind of love! And it looks reasonable too–between $150 to $175! Her telephone number is (636)225-1967. I’m hoping Rune gets the hint and gets one made up for my Channeling Erik sanctuary and if we have enough t-shirts, one for my downstairs sofa so I can wrap myself up in his smell and cry from time to time. (Hint, hint: please don’t wash them first!)


Good news: the Doubletree Hotel Channeling Erik Weekend link is up on Jamie’s site: So, you can book your room at a much reduced rate. If you need a roommate, email me at and I’ll play matchmaker. If you haven’t signed up for the Austin event, but sure to. It’s going to be amazing–life-changing–and I really want to meet you guys. We can accommodate only up to 50 people, because we want the group to be an intimate family. We also hope to have blog member, Doug, talk about and demonstrate past life regression, and we may have someone discuss induced after death communication. It should be chock full of all sorts o amazing skills, experiences and information so that your life will never be the same again. Again, sign up is on Jamie’s site:


And now of Mr. Samurai, himself, John Belushi:

The more we got into the interview the more I  found his answers indirect and confusing. He often didn’t answer the questions in a concise and direct way, but this is the best he could do. As I transcribed this, I wondered if drugs can alter the energy of the soul in an adverse way, although it didn’t seem to have an adverse effect on Chris Farley, Bob Marley and others. Robert? Jason? Anyone else have any ideas? This entry, he was pretty clear, but as the interview progresses, you’ll see what I mean.

Me: Well, Erik, who should we interview next, Jim Morrison, JFK, Jr. or John Belushi?

Erik: The one that’s most eager and easiest to get a hold of is John Belushi.

Me (chuckling): Oh, okay! Go fetch, Boy!

Jamie: Yeah, go get him, Erik!


Jamie: That’s funny; he sort of looks like Marlon Brando.

Me: I don’t remember.

Jamie: Not the shape of his body. Just his face.

Me: I don’t know. I can’t even picture him. Didn’t he do the Samurai skits on Saturday Night Live?

Erik: Yes, Mom! I can’t believe you forgot!

Jamie: He’s here. He’s not as tall as I expected him to be, but he’s solid built, kinda chubby.

Me: Yeah, he had some meat on his bones.

Jamie: And scruffy! Don’t you shave up there, John?

John: Who needs to? Who am I trying to impress?

Me: Yeah, really! Hello John!

John: Hello, beautiful!

Me: Aw, you’re so sweet! Okay, I’d like to ask you some questions; you probably know the drill. Can you tell us what you believed in regarding death and the afterlife before you died?

John: Oh, I was spoon fed what my parents thought was best. What child isn’t? Isn’t that the purpose of having kids, so you can have a few puppets around?

Jamie and I laugh.

Jamie: You didn’t have any children, did you?

John: No, I didn’t get around to it.

Jamie: He’s talking about being orthodox. What do you mean, orthodox? Were you Jewish?

Me: Well, it could be Greek, you know. There are all sorts of orthodox religions. It just means conventional or traditional.  They just really stick to the tenets without liberal interpretation.

Jamie: Yeah, he said it was very strict. He’s talking about being eastern orthodox.

Me: Okay.

Jamie: And he said some crazy word that starts with an A. Sounded like a sneeze!

Me: Oh, he was probably an Ashkenazi Jew!

Jamie: Ooo, say that again?

Me: I don’t know if I’m even pronouncing it right. Ashkenazi?

Jamie: No, it sounds like it has more syllables than that.

Me: Ashkenazi-wazi? I give up!

Jamie laughs hard.

Jamie: Oh my god, he loves that! No, it’s like “automobile” and then something else.

John: It wasn’t the most loving place you wanted to find yourself. It’s no surprise that I came out with much more of a dark side than a bright side.

Me (with sympathy): Aw, yeah. You mean because of your religious upbringing?

John: Yes.

Me: Okay, so when you crossed over, how did those beliefs change?

John: I found that maybe humor was the way to really—

Jamie: He rubs his face and his hair when he talks.

John: I found that humor really was the way to celebrate life, and in celebrating life, you are celebrating God.

Me: Mm hm.

John: But I really found out that what I learned was a lot of bullshit.

Me: Ah oh!


Me: Okay, So what was your transition like for you? Was it peaceful, painful—

John: Hmm. Confusing. I really can’t compare peaceful or painful, because I really wasn’t raised in any other family. What my family was is what they were. They were survivors, and my dad always lived in survivor mode. It wasn’t really about loving or caring for your children; it was about teaching them how to survive.

Me: Oh, wow!

John: And when you end up in America, that natural instinct to survive is not as needed. It’s pampered out of you. But yet we didn’t get that nurturing that you see on TV with—

Jamie laughs at what he says before going on.

John: —the fucking Leave it to Beaver and things like that.

Jamie (to John): I always have to giggle when you guys cuss! I will grow out of it, I promise!

Me: Oh, no! Don’t grow up, Jamie!

Erik laughs.

Me: No, what I mean by transition is death. What was your death like?

John: Fireworks!

Me: Fireworks?

John: There was a lot of drugs! Racing heart! Lights in my eyes! It was fireworks!

Me: Okay. What went on in your mind as you were dying and right after you crossed over?

John: Yeah, yeah, I thought that was the greatest high I had ever had! How amazing! I didn’t realize I had gone past the point of no return.

Me: Oh, I can see that happening.

John: I was still going! God, it just kept getting better and better, and then I realized I wasn’t coming off of it. Then I realized I didn’t have my body anymore, and I realized how much I had just been fucked.

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