Channeling Session with Erik, Part Two

To continue where we left off in the most recent channeling session with Erik through psychic medium, Kim O’Neill, I pose questions meant to provide details of the abilities and characteristics of souls in the afterlife.

I ask, ‘Erik, do you have your five senses? Can you taste and smell and touch and so on?’

“If I choose to, sure.” Then Erik abruptly interjects with reassuring promises for me. “Mom! Mom, I’ll promise you this. I promise I will be here when you get here. And I’m going to come to you in lucid dreams and in those dreams I’m going to say, ‘Mom, you wanna rub my hair?’ ‘Mom, you wanna kiss me?’ ‘Mom, you wanna hug me?’ I’ll let you do whatever you want!” I find this both heartwarming and funny, because, when he was alive, he almost always shirked my kisses and hugs once he became a teenager. I can’t entirely blame him, because I tend to be very sappy and overly affectionate so he had to work hard to dodge my puckered lips, my outstretched arms and my requests for him to snuggle in my lap. I know this promise is in reference to this.

Erik continues, “I’ve already set aside time for you, and I’ve told everybody that I’ve set aside time for you to kiss me and hug me and have me sit on your lap, and rub my hair.”

‘Okay, pencil me in to your schedule, Erik. Put me on your dance card, whatever!” I say with a chuckle.

“Mom, people over here think I’m being kind of big-headed to think that I’m going to be the first one you want to see over here. But we both know, don’t we? We’re soul mates!”

‘Yes, I know, Erik. I’ve always known.’

After a moment of reveling in our mutual feelings of love and closeness, I proceed with my next question:

‘Do you sleep, Erik?’

“No. I wasn’t crazy about sleeping when I was there!”

‘Well you sure did a lot of it!’ I exclaim in disbelief.

“Oh, I would do it when I had to or when I felt really depressed to sort of escape things, but there were too many things to do when I was there. You remember how I used to like to stay up, Mom? Then I’d sleep when I fell into an exhausted stupor. I always liked the idea of never having to sleep so I could stay busy, so now that I never have to, I love it! And you know what? I think it’s weird that some spirutal beings here choose to sleep cuz they like it and they enjoy it, but I don’t understand that. I think it’s a waste of time. Not that time is the same in Heaven. It isn’t.”

Kim asks a question of her own. “So what do you do, Erik, when your mom and dad and your siblings are all asleep at night?”

“Oh! Well, I work on my bike, I go swimming with my friends, I go tubing, I go snowboarding. I’ve taken that up now, snowboarding. Oh, I do a lot of stuff. I either work on something mechanical, or I do something really active. I have a blast! I’ve made a bunch of new friends! They all passed from the earthly plane somewhere from the age of 13 all the way to like 28, 29, male and female and we just have a blast. Sometimes it’s hard to get together, because we’re all so active, but I’m trying to teach them about how important it is to keep in communication with the loved ones they left behind. You know what, Mom? Some of ‘em never even thought about that! They never thought about it. They’re like ‘Well, you mean my parents and siblings would wanna keep talking to me?’ and I’m like, ‘Well fuck yes!! Yeah!’ So I’m encouraging them. You know where I got that idea, Mom? From you!”

‘Aw, Erik, now you’re helping people on both sides!’ I say with pride.

“Yeah and he has a message for his dad,” Kim announces.

“Tell Pappa I always knew he loved me, and I know he stills loves me”

“He’s showing me this,” Kim says. “He showing me he’s giving his dad this kind of handshake where they’re not just traditionally shaking hands. It’s like this buddy-buddy handshake.

I laugh heartily because I know exactly the handshake he’s referring to. He and Rune had this funny handshake that’s impossible to describe completely in words. All I can say is, imagine a used car salesman on a lot in Texas wearing cowboy boots, a cowboy hat, a suit and bolo tie. When he greets his potential prey in a Texas drawl, his arm is at a 90 degree angle at the elbow below waist level as he shoots it forward toward his victim like a heat seeking missile. You gotta be there.

Erik continues, “Tell Pappa I know he loves me, and he’s the best dad I could have had. Tell him he’s been my father in some past lifetimes, and I chose him this lifetime, because I knew he would help me and he did. He did. Pappa has these moments. I call them black moments. Tell Pappa I’ll teach him how to snowboard!” Always skilled with his comic relief!

‘Erik, how exactly do you visit us in dreams?’ I ask.

“Through electrical energy. You know how you can communicate telepathically where my thoughts or words can pop into your head? It’s one step beyond that. We use our electrical energy to manifest physically in a dream state, and then there’s a step beyond that where we can manifest physically while you’re awake. It’s a whole lot easier when you’re sleeping.”

‘Well, give me specifics. Do you clench your fists and grunt or what?’ I ask insistently.

He chuckles and says, “I conjure up this feeling of goosebumps so that it’s so strong, the more you practice the stronger it gets, and it gets so strong I can’t stand it anymore and it’s like “pop” I’m there in your dream. It’s like I’m inside your head, but I’m also outside of you. It took me a little while to figure out how I can be inside your head but also outside of you at the same time, but now it’s real easy.”

“So Erik,” Kim asks, “can Elisa visit you, say, while she’s awake or about to go to sleep? Can she say ‘my soul is going to leave my body tonight and I’m going to Heaven to visit Erik.’”


“How can she do that?”

“Just talk to her soul and tell her soul that’s what she wants to do.” (I can almost hear him say ‘Duh!’)

I find this remark interesting because I have recently begun to practice extending my consciousness to him. I tell Kim, ‘Lately I’ve been practicing visualizing his face and wrapping my arms around him, my soul around his, and I feel something, an electrical connection.’

Erik says, “I really feel that tangibly. Mom, you can really do that! You’re doing that!”

‘Oh, that’s wonderful!’ I exclaim. ‘So Erik, what are the different abilities between incarnate and discarnate souls? What can you guys do on the spiritual plane that we can’t do here? I know that your thoughts can create reality a lot faster, right?’

“Three things are the biggest differences. Number one, we don’t have any issues over here. Number two, we can manifest immediately whatever we want. Number three, we all act at the highest level of our being. There is no awareness of hunger or thirst, being too cold or two hot.”

‘Do you feel cold and hot?’

“Only if we choose to. Like I’m going to Norway with you guys during spring break, and I’ll love feeling the brisk temperatures. I don’t have to. I could be snowboarding and feel no temperature at all.”

‘That must be awesome!’ I say.

“Well, it’s cool, but it’s sort of fun being there too, on Earth, because you make your own way, and it’s sort of cool having no control over most things. It’s sort of cool, and that’s why beings come back, not only to work on their levels of enlightenment and contribute to the lives of other people but also because it’s real exciting in a perverse way to let go of control and just be a part of something bigger than we are while we’re there. And then you know what’s so funny, Mom? We get there and all we do is bitch and moan and piss and complain!”

I laugh in acknowledgment, saying, ‘That is so funny, Erik!’

Kim adds, “You know, that’s so funny, because you completely surrender and you do so with a bang when your soul goes into the body of an infant that is completely helpless! Wow!”

‘Wow, yeah that’s so true!’ I agree.

There’s a lot to digest in this short segment, so I’ll save more for the next entries where we will continue to discover, with Erik’s newfound insight, what it’s like to be in spirit. Register to receive announcements for those future posts!

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