Okay, folks, since my request for you to spread the word about the blog and have new members email me to let me know who referred them I’ve gotten a total of two, yeah, I said two responses. Don’t be shy! You could receive a free session with Erik if you win, plus we need to reach a wider audience, and I simply can’t do it alone. I know it’s scary. I know you don’t want to come off looking like a woo woo nut. But it’s important to share the knowledge and the love. Email contacts, Facebook friends. Family. We got your back, so just do it. What’s the worst that can happen to you? I mean, you ARE an eternal being.
In this part of the channeling session, Maria, our weekly housekeeper for about 20 years, asked Erik for a message. Maria has been our treasured family member for two decades. She helped raise my kids. She’s been a wonderful friend. She’s wise, compassionate and has the heart of a lion.
When you lose a child, especially to a traumatic suicide, calls and visits from friends stop coming. But even though she was alone with Erik at the moment he killed himself and was the first to see his body, Maria has stayed with us. I’m proud to say she’s one of my best friends.
Me: Any messages for Maria, Erik? She wants to tell you she loves you, she misses you, she hasn’t gotten any visits for a while—
Erik: Because I scare her!
Jamie and I laugh.
Me: I can imagine!
Erik: Yeah, Mom, she’s so sensitive to spirit. I promise I don’t try to scare her; it just turns out to be that way.
Erik: No, tell her I’ll show back up. Tell her I’m NEVER too busy for her.
Me: Oh! Good!
Erik: Well…I gotta treat her special, you know. She saw a lot. She did a lot.
Me: I know. Yeah, she was the only one at home when you pulled the trigger, so as soon as she called me, she hung up the phone and went into your room and saw you. We were just minutes away, but I can only imagine what it was like for her all alone with you.
Me: Yeah, and she’s still with us. Most people would have said, “Adios, I’m outta here!”
Me (to Jamie): Maria has been with Erik since he was 16 months old, so—
Me: She’s like his second mama. She was so close to him. Even days before Erik died, I remember the two of them reminiscing and laughing about the idle threats she gave him when he acted up. She’d say, “Erik, I put you in time out for one hour!” (in a thick spanish accent)
Erik: Yeah. I love Maria so much. She’s in our soul group, you know?
Me: Yeah, I remember before I believed in all this Lukas started talking about how he was some little girl in Jamaica, and Maria was his daddy. He was around 3 or 4, had high fever, and just started talking about this other life. I was totally flummoxed.
Me: And she is very sensitive to spirit. One day, when Maria and I were talking in the den, she started to stare at one of the chairs in total shock. I asked her what was going on, and she said, “Didn’t you see that?” I answered, “No, what are you talking about?” and she said, “Denise. She was sitting in that chair!” Now, even though I didn’t believe in any of this stuff back then, it was pretty clear to me that she was not making any of this up. Oh, I don’t know if I ever told you, Jamie. Denise is my younger sister. She died from complications of diabetes, uh, actually she killed herself because her doctor told her she was gonna die.
Me: Yeah. She was so disabled at the end. She wore diapers, could only eat through a J-tube in her small intestine, had to use a walker, and I had to catheterize her every eight hours because her bladder didn’t work.
Me: Anyway, she had emergency surgery for an obstructed bowel, and because her hemoglobin was low, which is normal for her since she had a chronic disease, they transfused her. Unfortunately, they gave her hepatitis C through that transfusion. So her doctor told her the anti-rejection drugs for her new kidney/pancreas transplant would cause the virus to go crazy and that she would have to lose those two organs anyway. So she probably felt, “what’s the point?”
Jamie: That’s so sad.
Me: Yeah. I miss her. But she’s happy now. Anyway, Maria saw her in that chair months after she died, and even my kids would see her walking down the hall to the bedroom she used to stay in in our house. Kinda creeped them out, and I was still so skeptical about all this. Yet, I wondered…
Erik: Again, Maria is part of our soul family. A big part.
Me: Yeah, someone told me that she and I worked together a lot as healers. Sometimes I was a doctor and she was a nurse; sometimes it was the other way around. But, yeah, she’s part of the family Twenty years. God, I love her so much. She’s stuck with us through thick and thin.
Erik: Tell Maria Tortilla I’m gonna keep messing with her hair.
Me (laughing): Yeah, she tells me she feels you doing that. I’ll let her know.