I hope in the afterlife that I can spend more time with loved ones who were taken much sooner than I had wished. Maybe with the human population decreasing, I can actually catch them in between lives and at least have a conversation with them and get the chance to wish them well. We'll see.

That's an interesting way to notice etheric starvation; it makes sense. Adding onto it, if mental struggles increase (seasonal depression), that could be a sign. I knew it was likely a sign but I didn't know how to fix it. What do you do when your parks are totally bare and scraggly for the winter?