Hi Everyone!

Erik picked this one to post today!  He said that yes, he loves to join in and have a good time in our altered states of reality!  I smell a message here Erik, am I correct?  (Erik laughs at my choice of words *smell a message* haha)  That means that someone reading this has some unusual smells hanging around, and Erik wants you to know that IS DEFINATELY him! Erik, do you want to add anything here?  ”  I do!  I want to tell you all that I have felt so much love and support.  You guys are lighting up like Christmas trees these days!  I have been working to get your attention!  Sometimes that means we are connecting in your dreams, dropping strong smells, visiting with your loved ones.  Yes, I hear you when you are asking me to meet your family member, your beloved pet.  We hear it all, in your heart, and in your thoughts.  You may see my name in print, on a name tag, hear a song or feel my presence with you.  I want you to know, you are not alone. Be confident when you get that impulse it is me, or your loved one! It is!!

LOVE ERIK

 

 

I’ve had this idea for years until I stumbled across this page that this young dead guy named Eric was taking me on trips to the mountains to go dirtbiking in my dreams with other similarly aged dead guys who I’ve already identified through obituary & dream info. I tried to kill myself when I was 20. I tried to hang myself in my neighbors barn in the middle of the night. If the woman in the house close-by didn’t wake up to pee at night she wouldn’t have seen me and called the police. I was about ready to tie the knot when low and behold these officers are opening this huge barn door to talk me down from the rafters. My life wasn’t going right because I too had experienced a before & after.

Particularly when I’m stressed I’ll ask this dead guy (David, also suicide) who came to me in a dream a few years ago (was 20, from Oregon), and me, him and I presume Erik would go riding dirtbikes in my dreams and I can tell you these are not “typical dreams”, these are lucid and stuff and we’re all having fun in this sort of wispy-reality that is alike but also totally-unlike being human. It’s like being human without anything physical around you, not even your body but everything is still “there”. Nothing you can physically touch anyways but forms of anything (motocross track, yellow Suzuki dirtbikes) were obviously in these dreams. It happens when I ask for it so I know I’m being heard. I’m 31, I’m so much alike to Erik in our interests (bikes, guns, car audio, drums/guitar, you name it, the bad-ass things in life). When I felt like typing this I got the “chill”. I’m a medium of 10 years and your sons energy is in a word: abrupt. He’s easily channel-able. I can’t know for sure if this is Erik but…as for pranks, one time me and this unknown “Eric”, David and I would be driving in a van in my dream, headed to a brown house on top of a mountain but Erik would drive over a bump so fast that I would be sent hurdling hundreds of feet in the air from the car seat, giving me butterflies as I fall back down. Quite funny if that is him.

I’m in Ontario, Canada. If you’re in Oregon this would make a hell of a lot of sense for both of us.