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Erik Reveals More Secrets About Stonehenge, Part Two
Do you want even more of the secrets Erik has to share from his perspective as a spirit guide? Then watch this Part Two and you won’t be disappointed. If you missed Part One, use the Chanel search bar to find it. Stephanie Perez (enorascorner.com) did a fabulous job channeling my sweet angel. PEASE DONATE…
Erik Reveals the Secrets of Time Travel
I swear as I’ve gotten older, I feel like I’ve been a time travel flying through a wormhole. What I mean by that is time seems to fly by so quickly as I age. I think that’s a thing. So many of you have asked me to delve into the subject of time travel with…
Erik on Time Travel
Before we delve into this exciting topic, I have a few announcements. First is the usual reminder about the radio show tomorrow at 4:00 PM PT/6:00 PM CT/7:00 PM ET. There are three ways to listen: Listen on the phone line, click on the “Listen” icon on the right sidebar of the blog or click on this…
Time Travel
This Memorial Day weekend, we’re taking the whole family to Lake Travis in the Austin area to camp. We’ve got our little boat in storage there, so we’ll go tubing, kneeboarding and other things that are not meant for klutzes like me. Plus, I shy away from anything that might include a lake water enema…
More Great Erik Stories
As you’ve noticed, the blog has a new theme, nice and clean. The original one was old and glitchy, like me. It seems like not everything has migrated over yet, but eventually they will. Here are some more great Erik stories. Story #1 Hi my name is Leah (in Canada!) and I love your site…
Wormholes and Chicken Butts
I hope all you peeps had a great weekend! Mine was wall to wall errands and yard work. It’s was broiling and humid outside, (Yay, Houston. Sigh.) but the sky was blue, and I was determined. As usual, my gardening left my arms and legs all cut up and bruised. People gave me looks in the grocery…