I'm coming back to earth after a year plus hanging/treading/floating in that lower dimension (or higher one in many ways). It seems when we are there we can sense the others like we are sort of in a space together. I had a friend I hadn't spoken to in 7 years reach out telepathically (or whatever, but I heard him and knew he was in a bad place ). I was swimming in it, very weighted myself and just made a note to catch up with him soon when I had any energy to give. Two days later I found out he died that day after he popped into my periphery. I was devastated but i honestly know I couldn't have done anything different . Not too long after I heard about another old friend who was barrelling towards a wall and I did manage to catch him. I guess I just wanted to say I see you and hear you and I exist in and out of there too. It is a space that needs more attention and less whispers <3 <3 Hive account@carlgnash helped me by getting an article I wrote (interestingly enough it was sort of on topic- it was gaslighting of genius and what insanity is made of ). Steemit has been amazing ... #freewritesaved my life and I'm thankful to Hive account@freewritehouse and all the people on here who are willing to have honest conversations and just do what humans do xo