Erin Montgomery works as a counselor by day and works as a psychic, energy healer, and clears both places and people of spirits any time she can.
"There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.”—Hamlet, Shakespeare Now don’t get me wrong. I am not a physicist. I don’t understand the quantum fields or entanglement theory. I have never pet—or not pet—Schrodinger’s cat. But I have information that has been “downloaded” into my mind that does pertain to my understanding of these nearly incomprehensible scientific phenomena.
Carrying the Wounds Forward
All of my articles leading up to now have documented my struggles coming to terms with my experiences as an alien contactee and abductee. Making sense of this as a family heritage. Dealing with my emotions as my children become part of this scary fertility program, and learning to cope with my apparent role helping those like me in the future. But this phenomenon goes deeper than these surface issues. These issues are on a mostly conscious level. These things that define me, make me who I am, permeate my being down to my soul.
I Can't Breathe in This Mask
“Erin, watch where you’re walking.” “But I can’t see.” I was 4 years old. I was wearing the first Halloween costume I can remember. I was Isis from the old TV show about the “Super Friends.” I remember being so excited about that costume with its plastic slip over dress and that molded plastic mask with the perpetual grin and the small slits to breathe through. The eye holes clearly didn’t line up with my eyes.
Dark Night of the Soul
Have you ever been consumed by a heaviness, a darkness, an inability to see the forest for the trees? Did it leave you feeling lost and forgetting where you were headed in the first place? This is spiritual depression. It’s an existential crisis that often foretells an awakening. What follows is a shedding of layers, a release of unneeded habits, emotions, and even people. When you are this lost, this confused, this sensitive, you feel that there is no lower you can go. And, when you’re raw—and you will be—you’re ready to be healed of old traumas. Coming through this “dark night of the soul” will bring about new spiritual understandings. This spiritual understanding can only be achieved after, and because, you’ve faced the darkness head-on.
Don't I Know You?
My husband is a musician. As such, I often find myself tucked into a corner somewhere, sending messages to the universe that I hopefully go unnoticed. Tonight, I am seated in a small room, in a chair pushed up against the wall, at a birthday party full of people I have never met. I stay in this room, surrounded by dancers who keep stepping on my feet and bumping into my knees, all because I refuse to leave the familiar faces of the band members because they are the only people I know here. It is the perfect setting for me to pull out my notebook (is it really? I am already sticking out like a sore thumb) and begin my article on familiarity as it manifests in the contactee phenomenon.
The Good, the Bad, and the Downright Ridiculous
So often experiencers (those who have been in contact with alien beings—otherwise known as abductees or contactees), myself included, focus on the negative aspects of alien contact. Do you blame us? We have been terrified by, traumatized by, and ostracized because of what we have gone through. Getting it out—whether on paper, online, in therapy (if you have an open therapist), or letting the crazy sounding story loose after a few beers around a campfire—is an important part of our healing process. I have Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) that I have traced to my earliest contact memories, so I know that these experiences are not easily tolerated by the sensitive human biology, psychology, or spiritual self.
I may work as a psychic and energetic healer. I may be getting more accustomed to my mediumship abilities. But, I am repeatedly seeing how vast and intricate this place is that we find ourselves in right now. This place brings to me a feeling of awe that is unprecedented, and I feel more and more humble every single day.
Budding Awareness in a House Full of Secrets
I have always been sensitive. Some call it intuitive. But I have always had knowledge others weren’t aware of. For example, my mother and her sister decided that my cousin (2 days younger than I was) and I could come up with names for our grandparents independently.
Out of Sight, Out of Mind
Nothing like being on a tight schedule. Two weeks ago, my husband, my friend and I had an agenda. Drive from Roswell to Arabella to drop off some music equipment, then on to Ruidoso by 1 PM to make sure we were in cell range for an important phone call. No problem. It’s 11:30 AM. Only an hour and a half to Ruidoso with just enough wiggle room for the detour to Arabella. Having made the trip countless times, we were confident that there wouldn’t be any problem.
Over the last month, I have been driven… compelled… to talk about my experiences as a person who has interacted with extraterrestrial beings, or a contactee. Some people call this phenomenon “abductions” and the people involved “abductees.” Some people say we are “experiencers.” I say what I have witnessed, experienced, endured, is real—real to me—valid, and has shaped me into the person I am today.
The Human Harvest
Is this normal? Does every woman experience pregnancy symptoms all the time? I have been wondering this for years. As a newlywed, the late period, the swollen and tender breasts, the need for a million hours more sleep made a lot of sense. At 43 it wasn’t a completely welcome idea, but it was also a beautiful thing to consider and I started to feel really excited about the possibility of bringing another child into the world.