Jeremy's body was suspended from the crossbeam by his green Aikido belt, padded around his neck with a red towel. His face was faintly blue, blood seeped from his nose, and his tongue protruded slightly from his mouth. His feet were dragging on the floor. My universe had lost a physical son but now included a very real, very alive, very loved disincarnate being and the real world of the disincarnate. I had to focus on Jeremy and keep his communication to me through Angela in the forefront of my mind. I had to open and clear a path into this expanded universe.