Me: At what point did you ask for help? When did you finally say, “I need help”?
Erik: When I wanted to get back to my family and I didn’t know how.
Me: Aw. Did you miss us?
Erik: Yeah!
Me: So, who appeared.
Jamie: This was a female guide. Not his aunt. This was someone who was telling him how to cross dimensions and how to communicate.
Erik: About this time, it was when you were doing all the research and trying to find mediums, you know. So, I was trying to learn how to talk through them and get into it. By then, I didn’t have any conflict with my emotions. I was perfectly A-OK.I knew how to travel, and ten I immediately started learning how to communicate to humans. Cross-dimensional communication.
Me: How did you ask? Did you just think, “I need help!”?
Erik: Yeah. Yeah.
Me: Or did you get on the loudspeaker and yell, “A little help here!”
Erik: No, I thought about it. I would need someone to come to teach me, and that’s all you do. You just think that.
Me: Did you have to go through some sort of therapy? They say some people have to go through therapy to mend energetically, etc. Did you go through that process, too?
Erik: I did some, yeah.
Me: One medium told me that you had to go through a lot less therapy than most suicides.
Erik: Yeah.
Me: Why is that?
Erik: Because it was a contract written that it was the end of my line whereas with most people who take their lives it’s not the end of their line. They’re just doing it out of revenge or because they want an out or avoidance.
Me: Okay. It’s not their destiny. It’s not an exit point for them.
Erik: Yes.
Me: All right. Now, what do most spirits miss about the earthly plane. I know you have all of your buddies over there and they’re like, “Oh my god, I really miss pizza” or whatever, but what do most, if you were to do a survey, miss about the earthly plane.
Erik: Food, number one. Sex, number two.
Jamie giggles.
Me: But I thought the sex was better over there.
Erik: It is, but it’s not physical like that. It’s different. So different.
Me: And why do you miss food? Can’t you conjure up the taste and texture thing or is it different?
Erik: It’s totally different.
Me: But can’t you create that taste, the texture and the fullness in the belly?
Erik: It’s the whole chewing it, smelling it, waiting for it to be done. I mean, we don’t really have that kind of process. We don’t need it.
Me: Yeah, but can’t you create every aspect of it like you’ve described?
Erik: It’s not the same, Mom.
Me: It’s not the same.
Erik: It’s like artificial flavor is not the same as the real thing.
Me: I see. And sex is not quite, uh; you don’t have that physical, the physical body.
Jamie bursts out in laughter.
Jamie: Uh huh. He’s talking about the “bang banging”.
Me: Oh god, Erik. Well, you didn’t have much of it when you were her, poor guy. I guess you’ll have to come back as a prostitute.
Jamie laughs hard.
Me: Or, what do you call it? A gigolo. Come back as a gigolo.
Erik: If I come back, I’m definitely coming back with a dick.
Me: So, come back as a gigolo and then you can really get some—on a regular basis.
Jamie still hasn’t stopped laughing.
Erik: Jamie has just checked out!
We all can’t help but laugh at that one.
Me: Okay. Let’s talk about this. When spirits cross back over what do they miss about Heaven?
Erik: Huh?
Me: When they come back to Heaven, and say, “I’m so glad to be back because I missed…” What do they miss about Heaven?
Erik: The bullshit.
Me: You miss getting away from the bullshit.
Erik: Yeah. The emotional conflict. That’s why a lot of spirits like to come to Earth—to feel the lower vibrational emotions. Hardship. Struggle.
Me: But when they come back to Heaven, they go, “Ugh, I miss being away from those emotional conflicts.”
Jamie: Does that make sense? Cuz the way he’s explaining it is that they’re attracted to it, so that’s why they reincarnate. That’s where some of the deeper lessons are learned.
Me: Mm hm.
Erik: Through the conflict. There’s no conflict in Heaven or Home. So, when the human dies and becomes a spirit again, the ease of life is sometimes shocking and hard to adjust to.
Me: Yeah.
Erik: Cuz they just spent all that time adjusting to conflict.
Jamie: Oh. So he’s saying not that they miss that the most. It’s just that it’s the hardest to adapt to.
Me: To not have the conflict anymore? You like the conflict-free dimension, but it’s hard to adapt to. But I want to know what they miss about Heaven when they come back. “Oh my god, I’m so glad to be back, because I miss…”
Jamie: Glad to be back on Earth or glad to be back in Heaven?
Me: No, in Heaven?
Why is this so damn hard?
Erik: Oh, the ease of life. Peace. Love. Unconditional love.
Me: All right. (finally!) What are the coolest new abilities you gained that you didn’t’ have on Earth?
Jamie: Coolest new abilities.
Me: Yeah.
Jamie (to Erik): That aren’t raunchy!
Me: Really!
Jamie giggles.
Me: I didn’t expect we could go there on THIS question, but leave it to Erik.
Erik: Telepathy. Love it. It’s accurate. It’s better than instant messages. It’s better than text. It’s better than email.
No fax?
Me: Okay. What else?
Erik: Not being stuck on planet Earth. You can just go wherever the F you wanna go.
Me: Why are you saying, “F”? Seriously, Jamie!
Jamie: I know! He said, “You can just go wherever the fuck you wanna go.”
Me: There we go!
Jamie laughs.
Me: He’s got you all messed up today.
Jamie: Oh, the highs and lows we’ve gone through already!
Me: I swear to god! This is Emotional Roller-coaster Day. Okay, what else? I can imagine the frequent flyer miles you can rack up there!
Jamie: Now that! He loves that!
Me: What else. Name a couple more.
Erik: A couple more. Transcending space and time. Time travel. Going back into your past lives. Oh, what about going to the fucking library?
Me: The Akashic Records?
Erik: Yeah. That shit fucking blows your mind.
Me: Tell me about it.
Erik: I can’t even plan how to get to the grocery store and buy everything that I need, and I go into here and all my past lives, my future lives, my now lives, my afterlife lives are all finely tuned. How the fuck does that happen?
Me: What? Do you go into a library and open up a book? I mean, what’s it like?
Erik: No, it’s not really like a book. It’s more like a never-ending page. Like it’s not like a “lick, flip” book.
I chuckle.
Erik: It’s kind of like a scroll, in a way, like one constant page, but you don’t have to manually unroll it. The information just comes to you.
Me: Is it like a holographic display?
Erik: Sort of like that. Yeah, yeah, yeah. It’s technologically advanced.
Me: Do you just take your thumb and scroll through it like an iPhone or do you think about going to the next life or whatever?
Erik: Yep. It shows you what you want it to show you.
Me: Interesting. Does it have cool colors? Glowing? Sparkly?
Erik: Yeah. To me I see it in a kind of glowing blue color.
Me: Hmm. I can almost see it. Probably have.
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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
