First of all, I would like to thank everyone for all the love you’ve showered me with. I feel so honored to have each and every one of you in my life, because you are all so wise and enlightened. Sorry for the moment of weakness and know that your encouragement has lifted me up…
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…
Understanding Erik
Erik was often misunderstood by so many. He sometimes came across as intense and disheveled. He was tormented by tics and an addiction for cigarettes. But behind all that was a diamond in the rough. Few were kinder. Few were more loving. Few were as understanding. Few were as willing to sacrifice for others. Sometimes…
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…
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…
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…
Erik’s Norwegian Visit
Here I sit in our chalet in Norway, high above the tree line, deep in the rugged tundra. Wispy clouds dance meters away from the roof top as the sun struggles to peer through at us. This vacation has been a bittersweet one, the first since Erik’s death. Erik loved it here. In fact, Norway…
Channeling Session with Erik, Part Two
To continue where we left off in the most recent channeling session with Erik through psychic medium, Kim O’Neill, I pose questions meant to provide details of the abilities and characteristics of souls in the afterlife. I ask, ‘Erik, do you have your five senses? Can you taste and smell and touch and so on?’…
Channeling Session with Erik, Part One
I’ve been so excited lately about the progress I’ve made with my own channeling experiences. I feel like it’s all a matter of tuning in to the right frequency and holding it there, much like you would when you turn the dial on an analog radio to find your favorite radio station. The difference is…
Erik’s Perspective on Life, Death and Relationships
In a recent channeling session with psychic medium, Kim O’Neill, Erik shares a more detailed account of his transition to the afterlife. He also reveals the new perspective he has on his life and his relationship with others, a perspective of a wise and enlightened soul unencumbered by the mental and emotional baggage that often…
Erik’s Visit to Aunt Laura
My younger sister, Laura, always had a special connection with Erik, perhaps because they shared some of the same struggles, perhaps because they shared the same philosophy of life. Whatever the reasons, she was particularly devastated by his death. I’m certain Erik sensed her grief and came to comfort her one day in the wee…
Already Gone
Weekends are always really tough for me. During the week, I have plenty of distractions like work, carpool and the many menial chores required of running a household. Weekends are quiet. There is time to reflect. Time to mourn. Time to miss. Time to long. Time to wonder what Erik’s future might have held had…
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…