Crazy Dead People

I’ve noticed that a lot of blog members struggle with not-so-nice spirits hanging around them. Erik gives up great advice on how to handle them. If you like this post, please share!

Me: One blog member wants to know this: You said that once a psychopath passes, they’re relieved of their condition. That’s nice to know. So, we can presume that dementia and bipolar disease disappear, too. Is that right?  She goes on to say that Ted Bundy was cool about having spiritual contracts to kill those women. She’s wondering if some spirits are stuck in an earth memory phase, but, for her, it doesn’t appear to be so. What about evil spirits who torment us? They can seem to by psychopaths from our perspective, so are the latter not suffering a latent memory lapse of their previous human state—not psychopathic, but rather making a personality choice to be bad because that’s still the stage their spirit is in?  So basically she’s saying Ted Bundy passed over and was fine because what he did was part of a spiritual contract and had meaning. So, why are some of these spirits evil torment us?

Erik: They obviously haven’t crossed over, Man. Like, you die; you have a choice. Do you stay on Earth in the lower dimensional planes or are you going to cross over to where your natural state of being would be, cuz you don’t have a fucking body? So, if you were crazy and didn’t believe in God and all that shit and you die, then guess what? You’re not—

Erik (to someone else):  Yeah, I know.

(Pause)

Jamie: Who are you talking to? I didn’t say anything.

(Long pause)

Jamie bursts out into laughter. I’m left hanging.

Jamie: Wow! Some other person in spirit was telling him, “Don’t put it that way.”

Jamie (to Erik): Oh my god! Did you just get in trouble?

I gasp.

Erik: No, but it was a good point. I didn’t want to base the concept of going to Heaven on the belief in God.

Me: Oh, yeah. Right.

Erik: Cuz that’s not what gets you there.

Jamie (to Erik): Who was that?

Erik: No, don’t worry about it.

Jamie: He’s giving me these hand signals like, “Shut the fuck up.”

(Pause)

Jamie (to Erik): Uh uh. You put me on the spot all the time!

Me: So, it’s your turn, Erik.

Jamie: Your turn, Buddy!

(Pause)

Jamie: It’s an archangel that watches him. He calls it part of his team.

Me: Oh! Okay.

Jamie (laughing): The team that’s helping him be a better spirit! A better person.

Me: Aw.

Jamie: And this was all formed because of his growing character on Earth.

Me: Oh.

Jamie: Yeah, because he has, uh (to Erik) you’re right. You do!

Erik: Because I have a huge opportunity to teach people a simple truth not based in any religion. But, you know, sometimes you fuck up and say those things. That’s why I have them there. They’re like my autocorrect.

Let’s hope it works better than the iPhone autocorrect. My brother in law, Jim, texted somebody about virtual reality and it ended up as “Vaginal reality.”

Me: That’s good, Erik. Are they like your supervisors?

Erik: Yes.

Jamie: I looked at him and go, ‘You care!’ And he goes, “Of course I do!” But, you know, he just plays it off as if he’s some tough, rough kid, and then all of a sudden when you see that side of him, you realize how much work he’s putting into it.

Me: God, yes. You work so hard, Sweetie.

Jamie (with a slight quiver in her voice): That’s so awesome.

Me: But sometimes you have fun doing it. It’s good that you are having a good time.

Jamie: Aw, he just leans back in his chair and goes, “Ah, I love my job! This is me.”

Me: That’s so awesome.

Erik: So, yeah, you don’t have to believe in God to get to Heaven, but, if you had no belief about the afterlife and you were an asshole, you’re going to be an asshole still, just without a body. It’s in the higher dimensional—

Jamie: I like that. “Higher dimensional.”

Erik: –dimensional planes where those lower vibrational emotions just don’t resonate. So, of course when you cross over, all that bipolar crap and, you know, the need to kill people and to fuck people up—it’s just not really there. I mean, you can have those thoughts; you just can’t pass it on; you can’t really act on it. They just go flat. So, if they’re dead and they’re having those thoughts; you can pretty much say that son of a bitch hasn’t crossed over. They’re hanging in the lower dimensional.

Jamie (giggling): Dimensional! I like that.

Me: He’s got the lingo down!

Jamie: Yeah. Dead people lingo. The dimensional.

Me: Sounds like a TV show. The Dimensional. Or a band.

Jamie: Oh, wouldn’t that be fun.

Erik: Ahem. So, if you’re hanging out with a spirit that’s a little tweaky-tweaky, first of all, I’d say. ‘What the fuck did you do?’ You’re obviously not protecting yourself. You’re entertaining this kind of interaction.’ So, I’d say, ‘Shame on you!’ cuz you have more power than Mr. Crazy Dead Person! I would tighten that up, and then I would start laying better boundaries for that shit to get away from you, and if you are the “chosen one” to help Mr. Crazy Dead Person cross over, then fucking man up! You know, do it! Do your job. Help it. Who knows why the crazy dead person picks that one person who probably has no fucking knowledge about how to help a dead person cross over. It could just be this living memory of who they used to be.

Me: Exactly. Wait; let me tell my sister to get the dog. She’s barking. She’s a little Yorkie puppy. Weighed 12 oz. when we got her, and she’s still so tiny. She wants to play with the cat.

(I try to call my sister, but she must be outside.)

Me: She’s supposed to be watching her. Okay, go ahead.

Erik: I was wondering how long you were going to take that barking.

Me: I know. Okay, go ahead, Erik.

Erik: I don’t remember where I was, cuz I went over to the house to see the dog bark.

Me: Okay. Anything else?

Erik: Nah. Just tell that person that if they have someone like that around, they’re the ones who are fucked up. Set the boundaries. Tell them this is not what you’re looking for; this is not what you’ll allow.

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Be sure you share all of the pranks and visits you’ve received from Erik on our new “Erik Visits” page by clicking on the appropriate tab on the top menu of the homepage or on the link below. Even if you experienced a whopper in the distant past, don’t keep it to yourself!

ERIK ENCOUNTERS

Take this POLL whether or not you’ve had him spook you!

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This is a very short YouTube of Erik sharing some of the struggles we have as humans. If you are human, you need to watch. If you’re not and you’re eavesdropping and thinking, “Nanny nanny boo-boo. It must suck to be human,” go back to your alternate universe!

HUMAN EXPERIENCE, PART THREE

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Dear Reader,

The journey on which you’re about to embark will take you through stories that are deeply personal and involves a relationship between a mother and her son.

As a physician raised by two atheists, I had no personal belief system about life after death. In a word, I was a confirmed skeptic. As my journey progressed, my mind opened. It is my sincerest hope that yours will open as well and that you will have a greater understanding of your own life and what’s to come ahead.

Although Erik sometimes paints a rosy picture of the afterlife, time and time again he stresses that suicide is not the answer to one’s problems. If you struggle, please understand that the information in my blog and my book is no substitute for professional help. Please click here for a list of resources for help when you find yourself considering taking your own life. Know that they are readily available when you feel that hopelessness and despair that many of us feel from time to time in our lives.

I refuse all donations and ad revenue on the blog. It is my dream to one day establish a nonprofit organization that delivers a variety of spiritual services for those who have lost loved ones to suicide and cannot afford that assistance on their own. It’s a mission of love, sacrifice, and dedication.

Love and light,

Elisa

 

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