Erik: You come here to push yourself. You’re not here to push anyone else. Those people who do that—they’re missing the point. Unfortunately, there are people who push, and there are people who allow themselves to be pushed. But, you know, that’s probably what you came here to figure out!
Me: So, it’s almost like we know, conceptually, what a brownie is, but we need to come down to Earth to read the recipe, to get batter all over our clothes, to burn our fingers on the oven, etc., but then we can actually bite into that brownie and taste how delicious it is. Then we really know what a brownie is. So, knowing a brownie is different than tasting it. Is that what it’s like?
Erik: Yes.
Me: Okay.
Erik: I loooove me some fucking brownies!
Me (laughing): What kind of brownies! That’s what I’d like to know!
Jamie laughs.
Me: I know what kind of brownies you’d like! So basically, is it an illusion?
Erik: No. Are you really here? Yeah. You’re really here! Part of your soul is really, really here. In your dimension, you’re really having this experience. There’s not some part of you that’s asleep somewhere having many, many lives or experiences happening at once. You’re really, really here. The illusion that we all like to talk about is what you’re brain is putting on it. The humanness is taking over when really, like I said before, humanness doesn’t have to be a part of it. The emotional body needs to be a part of it. The emotional being. You take the humanness out of it, and all of a sudden this illusion shit that everybody talks about –it can’t stick. Bodies don’t stick to the wall.
Jamie and I laugh.
Me: Well, is separation an illusion then—us being separate from the whole?
Erik: From the whole. From God Source. From the person next to you. From the tree out in the yard. From the worm in your garden. All of it. (To Jamie) Man, that sounds so fucked up when I listen to you say it.
Jamie (smiling at him): You said it first!
Erik: But it’s true, though! Everything that has a life force, everything that has a soul that can live independently on its own as energy, has a consciousness to it, has a way to telepathically communicate. You know what’s so fucking sweet, Mom? Science is figuring this out. Science is saying, “Whoa, shit!”
Jamie (laughing hard): I didn’t say that right. His voice was much higher. (In a very high voice) “Whoa shit! These plants are talking to each other.” Or “These plants are responding to music, and this plant is responding to something else—smell!” You know, it’s like everybody has fucking senses here. You have a life force energy, you got senses. Just, you know, humans—we’re trying to get out of our heads a little bit. There’s a bunch of shit to discover. It’s going to be killer.
Me: All right! So, really, the separation is necessary, because you can’t have a big ol’ God Source coming in and baking that brownie. We have to be separate so we can play the many parts—against each other, for each other—to create that duality like I referred to before: In order to learn forgiveness, which is an aspect of love, you have to ask somebody to make a spiritual contract to betray you. Is that the case? Separation is the illusion?
Erik: Yep. There are many ways to experience that conflict. It doesn’t have to be one person that you met before that’s going to play that contract out for you. You can see it in a movie and learn it.
Me: True. That’s a lot easier!
Erik: Hell yeah! Listen. Whenever you hear—
Jamie (hoarsely) I’m losing my voice.
She clears her voice.
Erik: Whenever you hear the word “separation,” why don’t you think of it like—
Jamie (looking up at Erik with disbelief): A paddleball? Are you serious?
(Pause)
Jamie: Oh, because it’s a string.
Erik: Imagine a paddleball where you’re the ball at the end, and also there’s this thin kind of elastic that you can move everywhere—it never breaks.
Jamie: Must be a good paddleball.
Erik: You can move it all the way to the paddle. The paddle is God Source. So, yeah, you’re separated, but there’s this fine, fine substance that connects the two of you. So, I’m hoping, whoever’s listening, doesn’t just hear the word “separation” and think immediately that it’s just cut completely, and there are two separate things. I swear to god, that doesn’t even exist in this realm. These dimensions? No, no.
Me: So, life is a paddleball game!
Jamie (chuckling): I guess so.
Me: And we’re balls!
Jamie leans back laughing, clapping her hands and kicking her feet.
Jamie (giggling): Do I have to say what he says?
Me: Yes you do!
Jamie takes time to compose herself.
Jamie, blushing, shakes her head fast.
Me: Oh, you’re not going to say it?
Jamie (laughing): No!
Me: All right. That’s fine.
Jamie (still blushing): You know what it relates to!
Me: I can imagine.
I know my boy.
Jamie nods her head rapidly with her lips shut tight. She’s clearly uncomfortable.
Me: I see you blushed, but, uh, all right. Thank you, Erik, for this enlightening.
Erik (giving a little salute): Sure.
Me: We’ll talk to you later!
Erik: See you guys.
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Dear Reader,
The journey on which you’re about to embark will take you through stories that are deeply personal and involves a relationship between a mother and her son.
As a physician raised by two atheists, I had no personal belief system about life after death. In a word, I was a confirmed skeptic. As my journey progressed, my mind opened. It is my sincerest hope that yours will open as well and that you will have a greater understanding of your own life and what’s to come ahead.
Although Erik sometimes paints a rosy picture of the afterlife, time and time again he stresses that suicide is not the answer to one’s problems. If you struggle, please understand that the information in my blog and my book is no substitute for professional help. Please click here for a list of resources for help when you find yourself considering taking your own life. Know that they are readily available when you feel that hopelessness and despair that many of us feel from time to time in our lives.
I refuse all donations and ad revenue on the blog. It is my dream to one day establish a nonprofit organization that delivers a variety of spiritual services for those who have lost loved ones to suicide and cannot afford that assistance on their own. It’s a mission of love, sacrifice, and dedication.
Love and light,
Elisa
