I could see it when someone was passing me on the street, at social gatherings or with my individual patients. These people would look fragmented, spaced out, or like pieces of their energetic shell were missing or malformed. This is what it looked like. The woman walking across the street would have a big blank spot over her face. The man at the party was dull from waist down, from torso up he was all twisted and bound up at his throat. The man in the post office was turned within himself, like an inside out hooded sweatshirt all bunched up. The woman behind the counter had energy that formed a fog swamp and leaked around her. The man in my office was sitting besides himself. I looked for answers to unravel these mysterious patterns and I became better acquainted with this tricky masquerading form of energy. And then…