I’m here at the campsite enjoying my morning, protected from the rain, wind and 49 degree weather. Very cozy and conducive to getting some work done. Scout and Bella have really had a great time camping with us. Bella taught Scout how to walk on a leash so that we no longer drag her around like a dust mop. And they’ve been playing together like crazy, then collapsing into puppy comas until the next playtime. The only negative this weekend has been Scout’s poop. Yes, I said it. It’s loaded with nasty worms. Excuse me while I gag. Each turd is loaded with tapeworms that are still alive, whipping their tails around like helicopter rotors. Sometimes, I expect the turds to take off and hover above us. Okay, that’s gross. But, she’s being wormed, so all will be good and my appetite will, sadly, return to it’s normal overly healthy level. With that graphic image in mind, please enjoy these Erik stories, but first, check our Alison Ailfinn’s new site, Erik Medhus, Downunda Blog. Now you Aussies have your own bit of Erik.
Story #1
My story about Erik is really kind of fun. I had gone with my friend to see her mom at the hospital. The mom had the book My Son And The Afterlife. She asked me if I wanted to read it. I said YES. I started to read the book and got the goosebumps going down my left arm. That night I dreamed that I was at some place like a zoo trying to work on a computer and Erik kept pranking me, and I was getting frustrated. Lol
The next day my cell phone randomly texted my son telling him I was at a movie. ??? I wasn’t and I thought, hmmmm Erik?
The next morning at 8:30 am my husband’s alarm goes off. He rarely sets his alarm and not for 8:30. I am thinking Erik is at it again. I got up and started to read the book – the part about Erik saying he has all of these people contacting him and that he was trying to figure out how to help all of them at the same time stood out to me. The next day I went to a healer friend of mine that does a modality called Access Consciousness because I wanted to work on my life’s purpose. She asked if I was working with something to do with entities? She said “I keep seeing someone like Casper, the Friendly Ghost” (the movie not cartoon). I laugh and tell her about Erik and the book. She said “I told your husband to read that book last time I talked to him.” My husband doesn’t even remember her telling him that. Lol
I had been wondering to myself if the Casper she saw was Erik. So the next day, which is today, I went to garage sales with my daughters and granddaughter. I was telling them about Erik, my friend Trish and Casper. Guess what, the first place we stop at we find in mint condition a beanie baby of Casper, The Friendly Ghost. If that isn’t a sign from Erik I don’t know what is. Heehee. Of course I had to buy it.
Story #2
Hello!
I watched your interview with Wisdom from the North (the Norwegian lady). I have always strongly, 100% believed in God, Jesus, the afterlife, Heaven, etc. I believe in spirits, energy, supernatural…..ALL OF IT! I have always believed, I have never been an atheist. In fact, my dear mother passed a few years ago, and at first she used to send me signs, move things, etc. When I listened to your interview, I immediately was skeptical. I thought, “Oh, I think that she is just imagining these occurrences.” I am not usually a skeptic. I clicked off of the interview, searched your YouTube channel and looked at a few pictures of Erik. By the way, so handsome! Such soulful eyes. Then I watched some TV. I was getting tired, so I walked upstairs to get ready for bed. As I walked past my bathroom, I leaned just my hand in to turn on the bathroom light. At this time, I heard like a scraping noise or something moving. I went to my bedroom, put down my things and went back to the bathroom to brush my teeth. What a surprise when I look over to the bathroom wall, opposite the light switch, and see my little painting hanging SIDEWAYS. It is a painting that I purchased in Ecuador. Why was it tilted, hanging sideways, dangling on the wall? Could it be?!! I heard you mention that Erik pranks people that listen to his story. I am in total shock over this incident. What do think?
Sincerely,
Christina Keefe
PS. I apologize for being skeptical of your experiences, but I just want to be completely honest with you so that I can give you an accurate story. I am no longer skeptical of your experiences. I believe you. He just pranked me, and I guess I deserved it. Tell me what you think?
I think Erik was trying to convince you!
Story #3
On August 4, my precious little dog, Daisy, died in my arms. I had known she was not well, and I had spent over a thousand dollars the previous month to try to help her regain her health. Even knowing she was not in good health, I was completely shocked when she died. I loved her her so much, and I have watched you interact with your little Bella so I know you understand the close bond between pet and owner. I was in agony, and I did not know how physically painful grief could be. I could not stop crying and could not stop reliving her death over and over in my mind.
I have been an avid fan of your website for quite a long time. I have grown to believe in Erik, and I so appreciate his guidance from beyond. However, I did not feel I was worthy of his personal help. but I was so desperate to know that my little dog’s spirit would continue and that she would have an afterlife, that I asked Erik to give me a sign that she is okay. To try to get my mind off of my grief, I decided to work in my garden. As I worked, a dragonfly began buzzing around me. I knew what one looked like but I had never seen one before, and I have not seen one since. The dragonfly followed me everywhere I moved in the garden, and I began to feel comforted by his attention to me. Suddenly I remembered reading in your column that Erik sometimes appears as a dragonfly. I knew in my heart that Erik was telling me that my little Daisy was okay and that one day I would see her again. Erik’s visit lifted my spirit and made me want to live again. I am eternally grateful to Erik and intend to keep communicating with him.
Story #4
In the last year I’ve done a complete 360 in my life. I went from a “non believer” to “I think I am a medium.” At one point, I happen upon a YouTube video that changed my life. It included Jamie, Erik, Elisa and Jesus, but you can’t forget Mr. Crisp. Since then, Erik has been guiding me. In fact, he’s in my head nearly all the time. I love him, but he does drive me crazy. I think he’s played a significant part in my “lifetimes.” I feel that he’s been a brother/sibling to me at some points. Although I am really new at this medium thing, one of the clear messages I get from him is that it’s really important to share this message with you. He’s been helping me with my personal karma and guiding me to be a life coach. What an amazing son you have. He is an incredible individual and a beautiful teacher. I understand why you are so proud.
BTW, I asked him for some sort of confirmation and all I got was “summers on the lake”. Hope that means something to you. 🙂
Love and light,
Judi
Judy, we do have lakes all around our little cabin in Norway! For you guys who haven’t subscribed to the Channeling Erik YouTube channel, click HERE and do so! Lot’s of great videos, including several from before his death.
Story #5
I’ve been struggling with a knee injury and a lot of pain, especially since I’m in truck driving school & basically re-injure myself daily. I thought I had all weekend to let it heal, but somehow my body freaked out and even more body parts were threatening to quit. Today was Monday, and for the first time I skipped training, hoping for a resolution. I don’t have a job or money to buy the support braces I need for my joints (I was born with loose joints).
I told my son I was running an errand to pick up some prescriptions for a family member. I know I have guides that assist me, but on my drive I decided to try Erik. I use a lot of colorful language, so I thought maybe he wouldn’t mind me saying “I don’t know what the **** I’m supposed to do. Here I am supposed to be getting my act together and supporting myself but I’m in horrible pain. What do I even do? Push through it? Rest? I don’t even know! Please tell me.”
Then I turned in to the drugstore parking lot to go through the drive-thru. Nobody was there, but there was a velcro knee brace lying in the lane waiting for me, the kind with the cutout knee. I got out and picked it up, thanked him, and told him it was my fault for not mentioning I’m a fat *** and I need a 2x not one size fits all. ;D I got a little teary eyed later and thanked him again. I’m going to sew on a piece of neoprene and make it work. Thank you so much.
What a cool story!!
