About a week ago, I asked my husband if he’d rather have Erik here alive knowing that he’d still be miserable, and he surprised me with his answer. He said, “Yes.” I was kind of shocked and asked him, ‘Why?’ He said, “Because I’d alway have hope that I could make him happy.” I thought about that, and I guess I’d have to agree. I’d rather have my boy here, and I’d work day and night to find a way to make him happy. This is illogical, of course, because happiness comes from within as Erik has taught us. And if God came down and assured me that Erik, in his physical form, would never be anything but miserable, I still would have hope. Maybe God could be wrong for the first time because surely a mother’s love is stronger than anything. I just couldn’t heave a sigh of resignation and avert my eyes as he lifted that gun to his head and pulled the trigger. I couldn’t be okay with him dying, even if it meant he could be miserable forever. After all, he did have moments of happiness. He wasn’t miserable 24/7. Couldn’t those moments trump the miserable ones? It’s a hard debate to have but one that Rune and I have from time to time. 

As I said a while ago, I’m having my web guys make a Channeling Erik mobile app for iPhones and Android phones. Through that app, all CE content will be available: blog posts, YouTube videos, radio show podcasts, instagram, twitter feed, etc. It’ll be very much like my daughter’s app, pretty shiny sparkly. Go to the app store and download it for free if you want to take a look and give me feedback. I’m going to try to recoup at least some of the development costs because it’s very expensive, so I’d like to poll you guys for direction. I can make it free and suck up the costs myself, include ads or charge 99 cents. What’s your advice? 

Also, don’t forget about Erik’s Hour of Enlightenment radio show tonight at 5:00 PM PT/7:00 PM CT/8:00 PM ET. Think of a question, and no more than 15 minutes before the top of the hour, call 619-639-4606 to ask Erik it. To listen to the show, click on the “Listen” icon on the right sidebar of the blog or click HERE. 

Here’s a post from around 5 years ago. 

Me: Okay, uh, we asked this before a while back, but I’m going to pose the question again: Are there demonic spirits? Is there true evil? It seems like I’ve gotten different answers from different people.

Arleen is singing loudly in my lap.

Me: Arleen, Sweetie, hush a little bit so Mimi can hear.

Jamie: How old is she?

Me: She’s two and a half.

Jamie: Aw.

Me: She’s so funny right now.

Arleen continues to sing her own composition.

Me (chuckling to Arleen): Go back to the planet you came from Baby. Just for a little while.

Jamie and Erik laugh.

Jamie: I love those sounds, though.

Me: Me too! I love happy noise; the louder the better.

Jamie (to Erik): So, Erik, are there demonic identities or entities or demons, or—

Erik: Hell yeah! We still have free will, you know.

Me (accidentally interrupting him): Well, where do they come from?

Erik: You can choose, uh, just like on earth, you can choose to be a real asshole.

Me: Okay.

Erik: You can choose to make people’s lives MISERABLE!

Me: But deep inside, they’re not evil, right? Because if everything is God or part of Source, then, you know (I stutter hopelessly on my words)—

Erik: Right there, Mom, you’re assuming that God can never be evil.

I gasp in abject horror and glance out the window in search of lightening bolts poised over me.

Erik: And right there, you’re assuming there’s good and bad in heaven.

Me: Well, everything is Love, though. Everything is Love, I thought. So if everything is Love, how can it—

Erik: No, everything is. Everything is based on Love.

Me: Okay. (Phew.)

Erik: But Mom, let’s say you die and you decide, “I don’t wanna cross over. I wanna stay in this third world dimension.”

Me: Um hm.

Erik: So you are then trying, you’re trying to separate yourself from God. That’s what Hell is.

Me: Oh, okay.

Erik: But you’re doing it yourself. God isn’t damning your ass. God is actually sittin’ around goin’, “C’mon, man! Cross over! Cross over, dude!”

Jamie and I laugh. I can almost see God in a Hawaiian shirt and flip flops.

Erik: But you’re not listening and you separate, and through that darkness—you sit in it for so long—that’s when there are those chances for—

(Pause)

Erik: “Demonic” is really just saying “energy that is the furthest from God Source Energy.

Me: Okay, so it’s like a spectrum almost, huh?

Erik: Yes. Yes, and—

Jamie: Erik, I’m not hearing this right. Snap me out of it.

(Pause)

Erik: When we choose not to cross over after we die, most of the demonic energy that we associate with is actually residing—trying to reside within the three dimensional planc, um, the earthly plane—even though they’re in spirit.

Me: Okay.

Erik: Because that’s the furthest that they can get away. So, no, you don’t cross over, go into the Light, go Home, go to Heaven, and still get to be a demonic being. You can’t be an evil entity if you’ve gone Home.

Me: Hmm. Okay. So, what happens to evil people like Hitler, Saddam Hussein, rapists, and serial killers when they die?

Erik: Wouldn’t it be cool if we said, “Once they die, we all line up and just beat the shit out of them as they walk past”?

Jamie and I laugh hard.

Erik: No, you don’t even have that feeling any more! When you see them, you recognize that they understand what the hell they just did.

Me: Yeah.

Erik: And it’s amazing to just watch them just kinda fall apart and end up like a puddle of water.

Me: But if it was their spiritual contract to play the part of a villain? There are some, right, who are very good, evolved souls that sacrifice themselves to be something horrible in order to teach the collective and bring the collective together in response.

Erik: Yep.

Me: So when they cross over, don’t they just say, “Well, I honored my spiritual contract. I’m cool with that”?

(Pause)

Me: Or do they still fall apart in remorse?

Erik: Everybody behaves differently. Even though it can be a contract thing, they can still have a sense of remorse, but you also have that sense of completion that you played what was agreed to be played.

Me: Yeah, yeah.

Erik: But then there are those who come to earth and totally lose their shit, and they pull away from the Light one turn after another. Then they come across. They cross over, and they realize what the hell they really did do.

Me: You’re talking about those who didn’t make a contract to play an evil part?

Erik: Yeah. They chose to use free will in a bad way, and they really fucked up a lot of stuff.

Me: Oof, that free will can sure be a wooly booger.

Erik: Book Title: Free Will Can Really Fuck Up a Lot of Stuff!”

Jamie and I laugh.

Me: “By Erik Medhus!” Okay, one last question, and then I have to go check on one of my kids. The school nurse is texting me that he’s feeling sick. Was Hitler’s life his destiny? Was he here to teach?

Erik: Yes.

Me: So it was a spiritual contract? He wasn’t really evil? Did he just make a sacrifice by agreeing to be as far away from the God Source as possible?

Erik: Yes.

Me (sighing): Oh my god, this is gonna get me into so much trouble.

Erik: But he’s not the only one who’s done it.

Me: Oh, no, no. I’m sure not. Who else? Name a couple more. What about Saddam Hussein?

Erik: Yes and Genghis Khan. Then there was another guy from Germany who cut a bunch of heads off and hung ‘em on sticks.

Me: Ew.

Erik: Did it in Transylvania.

Me: Oh yeah! Vlad the Impaler?

Erik: There you go!

Me: So these were all souls making a sacrifice by agreeing to play an evil role in their spiritual contract? “I will agree to be evil, so the collective can learn about such and such; it’s not going to be fun; people are going to hate me; I’m going to have to do a lot of things that go against my very sense of Love and Light, but I’m going to do it anyway.”

Erik: And because during this, not only will there be several souls who sacrifice their physical life, but this will also catapult the masses into intimate family structures, into individuality, into other mass social changes.

Me: Wow. That must be a tall order. Mmm. Well, that should cause some good ‘ol fashioned controversy! Okay, I think I’m going to stop there—a little early. I have to check on Lukas. So, thanks so much Jamie and Erik! That was really fun!

Erik: And now you get to go be a kiss-ass mom!

Me (laughing) Yeah! Okay, I love you, Erik. Love you so, so, so, so much.

Erik: I love you too, Mom.

Jamie (giggling): He’s blowing kisses.

Erik: You rock!

Me (tenderly): Aw, you do too, Sweetie. I love you. Come give me some nasty smells!

Erik: Done.

Jamie: Bye.

Me: Bye.

My grandson and his parents are doing well and going home this afternoon. That’s a good thing because their big dog, Camo, has been terrorizing Bella, Gidget and Bluebell. He still has a lot of puppy energy and wants to badly to play, but Bluebell can’t get to her litter box, food or water unless I have him inside, and he’s a bit too rowdy to be an inside dog. He’s really cute, though. Lovely energy.

I’m driving to New Orleans early in the morning, but will try to post along the way. I’ll be back Sunday. French Quarter, here I come! Until then, I hope to hear from you tonight on the show!