I know these stories are also in the comments section, but they’re so remarkable, I think they deserve a home of their own in the form of a post. Plus, I’m working a 12 hour shift at the hospital, and cutting and pasting seems a bit more manageable today. (Yes, I do have a lazy streak!) Anyway, please enjoy. I hope you find the same level of comfort, amusement and amazement that I did.

Tracy’s Story

Dearest Elisa, Paul and everyone else in our unique family,

I am so glad to have found this site. It is giving me so much comfort since losing my darling Adam in that horrible car accident.
Elisa, you may not remember, but I left a comment on another post about how I have lots of dreams of my boy, but I receive very little communication from him. In the very early days of his death (the first six months or so), we held each other constantly in my dreams. It felt so good to just touch him and see his lovely face. Now I’m three years down the line, though, he doesn’t come as often and I really miss seeing him.

Since ‘finding’ you all and checking the site daily, however, I’ve been urging him to contact me, and I’ve also asked Erik to tell Adam to come and speak with his mama! I think it worked because yesterday I came home from work at midday. As I walked in the door, the phone started to ring. I went to pick up the receiver, then noticed that the number displayed in the ‘caller’ window on the phone was the phone’s own number! Cautiously, I picked up the receiver and just listened. An automated voice recited the following message: ‘Here’s a hug from out of the blue, to show you that I’m here with you, and even though I’ve nothing to say, you’ll know I’m here with you today’. Then the line went dead. I put down the phone and dialled 1471 -(which in Britain is a way of checking the number of the last caller). My home number was read out and logged in my call list, to prove I didn’t imagine it.

Now to Paul’s notion of synchronicity. Last night, I went with a friend to see a medium at a pre-booked event. We sat in our pre-booked seats and I – luckily – got a lovely audience reading from my dad in spirit. At the end of it, the lady to my left – who was a stranger – said what a lovely message that was from my dad. I said it was, but I had been hoping to hear from my boy. She said she had lost her son and was hoping the same. Then she said a strange thing had happened to her earlier in the day. She said she had moved house a week ago, leaving her old house empty with electricity/phonelines etc all switched off. However, earlier in the day, her mobile phone had rung and the number displayed was her old and empty house! She had lived there with her boy! When she answered, the line went dead. That was it! Synchronicity! I know it was Adam who called and left me that message and he ensured I would meet that lady to confirm my suspicions.
All I can say is thanks Erik for having a word with my boy!

Love and light to all in our exclusive club

Tracy from Scotland xxx

Shannon’s Story

Elisa, I’ve just spent the last 15 minutes or so with Erik.  I asked if he wanted me to share this with you and he said “yes”.

A week or two after I started reading the blog Erik and I had a kicked back “chat” about nothing in particular that I can remember.  What I do remember was a sense of calm, peaceful friendship.  I needed someone to talk to, and he popped in while I was reading the blog.  He’s so wonderful!

Fast forward to today:  For daaaaayyyyys (4-5-6 days?) “If I Die Young” has been playing NON STOP in my head.  The first time I heard it I thought of Erik and wondered if you had heard it yet.  Every time I’ve heard the song since, I think of Erik.  Tonight I just couldn’t take it anymore and said “Please change the station, this is too much!”  Well, Brad Paisley “Online” promptly took over.  GEEEEZ!  I had just finished catching up on reading the blog and wondered if your birthday boy was behind this.

I’ve been very stressed out the last couple days and knew I wouldn’t get anywhere meditating, so I opted for grabbing my pendulum.  I called in my Guides, and a couple of high level energies then Erik showed up.  I could feel the difference in energy, so I asked if it was Erik and got “yes”.  I asked if he was just passing through or acting as short-term Guide.  The answer was “Guide”.  When I use my pendulum, I ask my guides to identify their presence, and they do with a specific swing, so I asked Erik to “…give me a figure 8 or pattern that indicates it’s Erik and our intersecting path.”  The 8 didn’t happen, but I received a very interesting pattern which he verified again at the end of our conversation.  I asked if he would mind answering a few questions on the topics that I have been losing sleep over. He agreed and answered the questions I had regarding a potential new job and the raging custody battle over my kids.

I then asked Erik about a fragrance I smelled 2-3 weeks ago as I was waking up…cupcakes with vanilla cream frosting (mmmmmmm……!) and after a series of questions I was able to identify that my Aunt Tally was just stopping by to say “Hi”.  I thanked Erik for his time and effort, conjured up one of those delicious cupcakes for him and wished him a very happy birthday.

Elisa, your boy is so wonderful!

Love you!

Shannon

My Response

This made my whole week, Shannon!!! Yes, it seems like he’s graduated to “beginner guide” recently. I’m glad you got cupcakes instead of what HE usually sends!!!!  What kind of pendulum do you use?

Love back,

Elisa

Shannon’s Response

Haha!  Yeah, cupcakes are definitely better than assorted “boy stench!”

The pendulum I use is a cone shaped faceted rose quartz that my youngest daughter made into a necklace for me.

Update on last night’s Erik visit:  I figured Erik would check out like my Guides do when I’m done asking questions which was when I typed my note.  Nope, not your boy!  I was struggling with a very deep and painful sense of loneliness which was probably headed straight for the chasm of depression when I called on my Guides and got Erik in the mix.  Instead of bailing, Erik stayed with me for the rest of the night, conversing with me and keeping me company until I fell asleep.  I asked him if he had something more important to do like visit you.  He said I was his more important thing to do, and he would get to you later in the evening.  Elisa, he’s with you even when you don’t think you’re getting signs.

Anyway, back to our visit.  I didn’t get the goofball prankster that you and the others here get.  I got the mellow, sweet, compassionate, caring Erik that is dedicated to helping others feel better.  He chased away the loneliness and kept me out of the chasm.  By doing this he helped me to keep my vibration up so I could deal with the difficult things around me rather than be consumed by them.  He checked in on me this morning when I woke up and again later in the day when I was working on a Habitat for Humanity job site.  He’s playing that damned song in my head again so I know he’s back and keeping me company.  His attention is a little lighter and more playful, again keeping me distracted from what I don’t have and more able to focus on what I need to do.  I’m so very grateful for his presence and your willingness to share.

Thank you Elisa.

P.S.  I think he’s found ways to spin more plates at one time.  I can’t imagine he could spend so much time with me and do what he does for everyone else too if he hadn’t.  Just an observation 🙂 Old habits die hard?  I’ll be making everyone fat with dessert!  I love to bake for the people I love and care for.

Haha!  A minute ago I had my knees pulled up and my forehead resting on them.  Erik said “My God you have a lot of hair!” and lifted two hands full of it and let is slide out of his hands.  I told him he could play with my hair anytime he wants 🙂

Love you!

Shannon