Chris: But I did all the drugs; I did anything I wanted to. I—was—gluttony. I was gluttony, and I wouldn’t take that back for anything in the world! My proudest moment—I’ve heard all your questions—you wanna know what my greatest accomplishment was? Me: Yes, what was it? Chris: That I COULD be so gluttonous and…
Channeling Janis Joplin, Part Three
I want to thank all of you for joining in and providing support for Erik’s interview yesterday. God, it was so fun. For those of you who missed it, don’t worry, because I plan to share the download with all of you. The host, Sharon Crawford, is an amazing spirit, sure destined to do great…
Channeling Janis Joplin, Part One
I hope everyone had a wonderful weekend! My husband finished his motorcycle racing season— his first ever — and in his four race categories in the entire south central U.S., he has two firsts and two seconds for the year. pretty damn good for an old man! I know Erik must be very proud. Here’s one of…
Overlooked April Session
Looking through my recordings, I realized that I neglected to finish transcribe the tail end of the last session in April. Wow, it’s like finding a 20 dollar bill in your coat pocket! YAY! Channeling Transcript Jamie: Erik is the only spirit I’ve channeled that razzes me all the time! Me: Oh, that’s so him….
Channeling Jimi Hendrix, Part Three
Everybody ready for more Jimi? Enjoy! Part Three Me: What were you here to learn and teach, Jimi? Jimi (laughing): I really think my life was a little self-centered; I don’t know if I was teaching anyone anything! Jamie and I giggle. Jimi: But I would be honored if people learned from me. Me: What…
My Daughter’s Post
Please be sure to read my eldest daughter’s poignant entry in her world-renown blog, PrettyShinySparkly. Although her blog usually covers all things light and beautiful, today’s was all about her heartrending experience two years ago. http://t.co/vSavrHEQ Be sure to read the comments too.
Happy Homecoming, Erik
October 6th. Two years ago. Lives ripped apart forever. This day is hard for me. The memories. Even driving down Echo Lane this morning brought back that time when we were speeding home in response to Maria’s phone call, everyone screaming at the tops of their lungs. Even opening the front door to water my…
Love or Fear: Which Will You Choose
Before we start, I would like to share the fact that around 4:00 AM, I woke up to smell a freshly lit cigarette. No one in my family smokes, but Erik used to LOVE it. In fact, he would sometime roll his own to save money. As a doctor, I would plead with him to…
Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
At long last, I’ve been urged (strongly) to seek treatment for my PTSD. Okay, we’re talking major arm twisting here, because I’m a typical mom who feels that everyone else’s needs must be addressed and nurtured before I tend to my own wounds. So, with five kids, a husband and friends (including cyber friends), I…