I really enjoy watching Erik wield his newfound wisdom to help others. I have my next channeling session in a couple of days and already have several Ask Erik submissions, along with my own personal questions. Here’s the last one from a woman living across the pond. Irene’s question: Hello Erik: I would like to…
Erik’s Visit to Brianna
We’ve been blessed to have such wonderful neighbors on our street while Erik and his brother and sisters were growing up. One of the families we’ve been the closest to live right across the street. Although Erik was older than all of them, he was very fond of the now 16 year old twins, Brandon…
Channeling Erik Through Psychic Medium, Felix Lee Lerma
A friend tipped me off to Felix Lee Lerma, a young psychic medium living in San Francisco who apparently is very well-regarded, conducting readings for a number of celebrities and other famous people. I had to wait four agonizingly long months for my appointment to finally arrive. I’ll break my hour long session into several…
Life’s Work in Heaven
After these many months of having inside information about the afterlife, I’ve discovered how oddly similar Heaven is to the earthly plane. Aside from the fact that you have no body and have greater abilities to manifest what you want immediately, so may aspects seem the same. Discarnate souls can have homes, material possessions, and…
Love One, Death Zero
My next series of questions focus on Erik’s big sister, Kristina, who is currently finishing up her second year in medical school. She’s had little or no time to stop and catch her breath since his death, much less go through the full grieving process. His suicide came as such a violent shock to all…
Past Lives
I often wondered why Erik was such an enigma. He was brought up in a loving and nurturing environment with endless opportunities to thrive. He was surrounded by so many friends who loved him. He was exposed to wonderful adventures, hobbies and destinations. So, why did he feel so lonely all the time? Why did…
The Nature of Souls and Thought
My next few questions for Erik mirrored my penchant for understanding the underpinnings of life and reality. Consider me like a devout car enthusiast who spends hours under the hood of a ’57 Mustang marveling at its cylinder arrangement. Whatever, I don’t know enough about auto mechanics to put together a believable sentence here, but…
Working with Energy
Since Erik’s death, one of my deepest desires has been to see him, to hold him, to hug him, to kiss him, to hear the sound of his voice and his wonderfully infectious laugh. As you can see from various entries, we’ve been blessed by numerous occasions when he’s been tangible through our senses of…
Punked Again!
Let me start by saying I have this thing about being organized. Very organized. I have lists for everything, even lists of my lists. This personality trait probably evolved because of my ADHD as a means of finding order in my own personal chaos. I don’t know if I could have survived medical school otherwise….
Erik and the Fortune Cookie
When I was a kid, fortune cookies were kick ass. (I was fairly easy to please.) Seriously, they pointed you in the right direction, gave clarity to a muddled path, and were just, well, fun! Now, it’s all about moral advice for morons: the early bird gets the worm, people in glass houses, yada, yada,…
Busy Guy, Big Projects
“Where would you like to begin this morning, Elisa?” Kim begins. ‘Well first of all I’d like to see if he’s around and if he is, I want to see how he’s doing and tell him I love him,’ I say. “Hi Mom!” He says that in a “Where else would I be” way, Kim…
From the Beginning
Many of you are new to the site, so I’d like to re-post entries from the beginning so that you won’t miss anything that might either interest you, endow you with a new understanding of all things spiritual, or help heal those who have also suffered a tragic loss. Let’s begin with the life and…