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Enjoy your exploration. My name is Erro. Do you believe
in resurrections? I mean they happen every day? But are
you willing to listen, to participate, to explore and find
newer ways to understand? This podcast isn't about what we
study and see through the eyes of religion. My boy
boy Ernie spoke with me each chance we had together.
But this isn't about resurrecting a spiritual brother of nearly
thirty four years. This resurrection is that of a writing instrument,
verbal documentation of what some may call a vision quest.
Trusting the great mysteries of life. Tools are handed to
us to carve out each expectation. This tool was laid
to rest inside a forest to experience the elements of
reality while connecting with a universe that unconditionally shares its stories,
but who's writing it. Welcome to the Resurrection, Welcome back
to the forest.
Speaker 2: And so through spirituality and my connections to the universe
as well as this forest, there's been even yet another
change when it comes to my boy Boy writing instrument
in honor of my boy boy of thirty four years
earning the Blue Crown Conyer. The more I write, the
more I feel the universe, the more I walk through
this forest, the more I just want this writing instrument
to be so incredibly special. And I don't expect anybody
outside of this circle of self to understand how important
all of this is because Ernie and I, sure we
had our ups and downs. We did, but that's what
a relationship is all about. That's what's made us stronger
with each other's visions, decisions. And even though he was
a Blue Crown Conyer and I was a human stick figure,
we still had this relationship. God, if you could just
have seen the way that we look each other in
the eyes, it's almost like I know you from some
other time. You are my back to the future little buddy.
But here is the change. We're going to go thirty
four days inside the soil to honor the thirty four
years that Ernie and I were together and still are together.
So the writing instrument, that my boy boy Ernie writing instrument,
will stay beneath the soil for thirty four days. Once
the thirty four days are up, the writing instrument will
return to the surface of the planet and then be
laid in a bed of Ernie's feathers that have been
collected over the past thirty four years. I've always collected
his feathers. I would never get rid of them, and
now that writing instrument will lay with those feathers for
thirty four days. Once the thirty four days are up
with the feathers, what I'll do is I'll use the
writing instrument for thirty four days in a row. And
then the writing instrument, my boy boy Ernie writing instrument
will be placed in a writing desk that my daughter
shared with me, and it'll be shared with the other
writing instruments that she has given to me for the
past few years, and it will sit there to never
be used again. The day has arrived. I don't know
if you can hear the rain in the background. This
was the day that we were supposed to get snow,
and I was so looking forward to that because to
be out here with the snow and this writing instrument,
my boy boy Ernie writing instrument with him, with the snow,
the different temperature changes of this very very chilling time
of year. Because I've never been a fan of or
I never have been, but yet I'm learning from this
is that everything around us goes through that type of
evolutional change in the way of we're going to let
things go from the year before so that we can
prepare the future for something that is totally unexpected. And
here's something that was unexpected. Somebody that's very close to me,
a friend, wrote to me and explained that don't be
disappointed because we didn't get the snow today. I know
that was such a vision and a dream and it
sounded so poetic, and you are the poet in the forest,
But you have to think about the entire journey here
in where is it that you're going to be walking
during these time periods that you've set aside here because
it's not coming out of the ground until February fifteenth.
February fifteenth, twenty twenty six. And the friend wrote to
me and said. The new moon tonight is in Capricorn,
the snow moon is on February first, It is for
Leo new moon in Aquarius on February seventeenth, and the
full moon in Virgo, called the worm is on the
third of March. Worms are a source of nutrition for birds.
The moons, of course, being named by the indigenous people.
So that's where we stand. No snow, but we've got moons,
and one of them is the snow moon. Is that
what I heard when I first thought it's got to
be out there for the snow. Welcome back to Ernie's
little neck of the forest. Oh my god, this ground
is just iced over. I don't know if you can
hear my feet walk across it. That's how cold it
is out here now. Sometimes you got to watch what
you wish. For sure. I was a little bit disappointed
when it didn't snow, because I thought that would be
just one of the most awesome things to have my
boy boy Ernie writing instrument next to him and there
was a blanket of snow above them to keep them warm. See,
a lot of people think negative things us snow, when
in fact, snow is just so amazingly pure as well
as positive. But here's the thing. This is why you
have to watch what you wish for This Saturday and Sunday,
a huge once every ten to twenty year snowstorm which
will include six inches or more of snow, ice and
very very cold temperatures. In fact, we're having to cancel
a lot of our plans because of that very thing.
By the time this storm gets out of here, we're
gonna be going down into temperatures into the extremely low teens.
So here we are, I've got the vision again. Yeah,
something very special for the my boy boy, Ernie writing
instrument and my little boy boy. We're in his neck
of the woods and he gets to feel what it's
like to be inside this beautiful forest that I'm sure
he was definitely a bodyguard of for thirty four years.
The blanket of white snow I was hoping, I really was,
because part of the true experience of living within this forest.
And it's, oh my god, powerful energy. Interesting. I am
currently over the position where Ernie has been resting, and
there's now a huge hole here. Nothing has been bothered
in the area of where the writing instrument is or
even where Ernie is, but there is a huge hole.
Now here's what I'm thinking has probably happened here, even
though I am celebrating the white blanket of snow a
first when it comes to experiencing something like this with
my boy boy Ernie, and I can only think that
the squirrels were doing this. They're looking for areas to
bury their seeds, to keep them protected beneath the soil,
and especially when it comes to the snow and stuff.
So it's very interesting to see a fairly large hole
in the area where Ernie and the writing instrument are
currently resting. Interesting. We'll keep an eye on this. I
don't want to bury it. And the reason why you
are to fill the hole in is because if there
are seeds in there with the snow still coming down,
that the squirrels can still get in there and do it,
or I take the chance of them creating even a
bigger hole, which would then expose where Ernie and the
writing instrument are. So the chapter has been written, we
have the snow. It's a dream come true. It embraces everything,
and it gives me that purpose and that plan of
I get so excited that on February fifteenth, twenty twenty six,
that the writing instrument will be transferred from Mother Earth,
the great Creator, into an area which will be with
the feathers that was protected Ernie and kept Ernie not
only warm, but it gave him flight the resurrection.
Speaker 1: It's a true story. Learn more about this forest and
my boy boy Ernie on arrow dot net aarr net.
His story, his journey a new path with the Writing
Instrument are available on the podcast the lyrics from Ernie's Forest.
Future episodes of this podcast will focus on the transition
of materialistic value to that of an authentic storyteller. The
ice storms, a record setting eleven inches of snow, The
fear of walking to the gravesite to find nothing, the resurrection, faith, hope,
forgiveness and discovery. What lessons will the writing Instrument bring
back to the surface of walking forward? Let it rise
above our tears.