Erik always had a deep crush on a girl named Stacy. He met her when they were both around 14 years old. She was beautiful and kind and saw the lovely soul my son was even when he was in the gangly stage with a pimply face. Sadly, she moved with her family to the…
Death, Continued
I’d like to dive in to where I left off in the first channeling session with Erik. As he mentioned, after he saw his body and voiced dismay at the “mess” he created and his concerns about how we would react when we found him, he escaped to Norway to visit his grandfather, Bestefar. I’ll get…
First Channeling
Grasping for contact of any sort with a lost loved one is natural. Years before, I would have considered channeling through a medium a little wacky, great fodder for jokes, even. But when Erik died, things I once doubted became urgent lifelines for me to cling to in hope. However skeptical at first, when I…
First Hug
Let me start by saying my writing abilities have suffered greatly since losing Erik. I’m sure they’ll come back, but simple decisions like paper or plastic are hard enough. You can only imagine how challenging the construction of a decent sentence might be! But bear with me, please. Soon after the funeral, we decided to…
Ghost Hunting
Although these first sightings offered some comfort, I was far from convinced. My inner battle between science and mysticism would prove to be a difficult game of tug-of war for several months. Nevertheless, I longed for proof of his existence and for confirmation that he was “alive” and at peace. In my desperation, I decided…
Our First Sightings
Many believe that the soul is a form of energy that, in accordance with the laws of physics, can neither be created nor destroyed. This is a comforting thought, because it offers hope me that Erik still lives somewhere in that form and that he has simply shed his body as though it were a…