Yay, the official book launch day is today. You should all be getting yours soon, and I can’t wait to hear feedback. It also means that I’m going to be particularly busy. I have two radio interviews today alone. Nothing a cup or two of coffee can’t help with! If you missed out on ordering the book, here’s a link that gives you several ordering choices. The giveaway winner will also be announced soon! Click HERE.
Now here’s a post about something a little different!
Me: Can we channel ourselves in the afterlife or a past or future one?
Erik: Yes!
Me: Wow. So what do I have to say for myself from the afterlife? Afterlife me, tell me something.
Erik laughs.
Jamie: Erik, don’t!
Erik: The afterlife you is a pole dancer for one-dollar bills.
Me: Huh? Only ones?
Jamie: I know!
Erik: It’s devastating!
Jamie: He’s cracking up.
Erik: When you talk about your afterlife self, I think it’s easier for people to see that as your Higher Consciousness Self.
Me: Oh, okay.
Erik: And Higher Consciousness Self is connected to all of your other selves.
Me: Right.
Erik: So if you can access Higher Consciousness Self, you can access all your other incarnations. What does it say about you?
Me: Yeah. Go ahead. I’m bracing myself.
Erik: I asked it to be narrowed down to one sentence. “It’s okay to be yourself.”
Me: Oh yeah.
(Pause)
Me: I don’t mind that. I’m stuck with me. (Chuckle) I don’t have any problem being myself at all, much to the embarrassment of some family members. So we can channel ourselves in a past or future life, right?
Erik: Yeah.
Me: Okay, Future Life Me. How’re they hanging? What’s going on?
Jamie: The immediate one he’s showing me is you as a little girl maybe 4 to 5 years old. Brown hair, wavy. You’ve got sticks. Oh, you know how the Asians will take sticks and twist them in their hair and poke them through like a bun?
Me: Uh huh.
Jamie: Those are the sticks that you’ve put in your hair, but it looks like you’ve taken tree sticks and done it.
Me: Okay.
Jamie: You’re keeping—you belong to the family who’s keeping the forest.
Me: Oh, okay.
Jamie: Today’s job, we might call, what is that, forestation ranger?
Me: Forester?
Jamie: Crazy enough, it looks like it’s highly protected like maybe there aren’t a lot of these forests left.
Me: Oh, no!
Jamie: So you don’t really leave it to go into the “outer world.” You stay in the forest. I don’t know if there’s some sort of dome or protective thing to keep the atmosphere—
Me: When is this?
Jamie: 4097.
Me: Wow. So we have some time. What does that future self say to me?
Jamie: Talking about—it’s like she’s really into the environment. She’s just happy to breathe, breathe air.
Me: Okay. That’s depressing. What about a past life me? What can I get channeled from one of my past life me’s Erik?
Jamie: That’s the one that said it’s okay to be yourself.
Me: Oh, okay.
Jamie: There’s you as a man with crazy blue eyes, like bright blue, black hair. (to Erik) Where am I?
(Pause)
Jamie: Europe. South. Italy? Wait, there’s Italy and France. What’s next to the water? Turkey?
Me: Oh, down south? Oh god, I don’t know. There’s Croatia on the other side of the boot.
Jamie: You’re wearing a lot of leather.
Me: I’m into leather. Great.
Jamie: Croatia. Slovenia. I see you going back from Italy to Croatia.
That’s so weird because not that long ago I looked at photos of Croatia and had the urge to go there.
Jamie: Yeah, you are wearing a lot of leather, my friend.
I laugh.
Jamie: Nicely done. You slaughter the animals, and it looks like you are either breeding the animals or picking them up from breeders or farmers and taking what was considered exotic meats and killing it. I guess leather cleans much easier than linen.
Yeah, not dry clean only.
Me: God. So from protecting the forests to slaughtering exotic animals. Wonderful. That’s quite a range.
Jamie: Apparently you were chosen for the job because of your connection to God. You were seen as kind of a holy person.
Good save.
Jamie: You wouldn’t hurt the souls inside of the animals.
Me: Oh, good.
Jamie: So you had this crazy ritual. To eat the meat you slaughtered—sorry. He keeps using the word, “slaughtered.” That would not be my pick.
Me: Yeah, “gently snuffed the life out of.” That’s better.
Jamie: There you go.
She chuckles.
Jamie: Then if wouldn’t be seen as “suffered meat” or pain. You have a wife and a family and everything. I don’t see you as getting to spend a lot of time with them as you’ve been called upon a lot and paid generously for your position.
Me: Oh, good. Someone’s gotta pay for all that leather.
Living in Houston. Not much need for leather.
Me: Can I channel you in another life, Erik? I guess that’s possible, too,
Erik: If I let you!
Me: Ah ha!
Erik: Yes.
Me: So have you checked out any of your other incarnations? Have you visited any of your other selves?
Erik: Yeah, I totally stay in touch with all my selves. It helps me understand who I am now.
Me: Well, that’s true.
Erik: You’re talking to me now, but this is me, Higher Consciousness Erik, that has all my incarnations right in here. (He taps his chest.)
Me: Okay. That sounds good. I think that’s a wrap. Thank you guys.
Jamie (I can almost hear her eyes rolling): He’s rapping.
Me: Oh no.
Erik (to a rap beat): I love ma mutha mutha fucka.
Jamie mimics the rest of the unintelligible lyrics.
Jamie: I don’t understand everything he’s saying, but there’s a lot of—
(She makes rap instrumental sounds.)
Jamie: I can’t do this.
Me: You’re doing fine!
Jamie (laughing): Thanks, but it doesn’t sound like what I’m hearing!
