Things Unseen

In all my travels, studies and experiences I’ve come to understand that we really have no idea what is going on in terms of our existence and this reality.  Humanity makes up religions to try and explain that which we cannot explain or understand. 

I also understand that my five senses are limited and there are things which I cannot perceive.  Just the other day I was reading about the fourth dimension and that we would be unable to perceive it as we spend our entire lives in three dimensions and therefore would be completely unaware other dimensions exist unless we were mathematicians.  

Now having said that, this post is about being aware of that which I cannot see but I’m pretty sure exists.  The real story starts now. 

When my first son was just an infant he would often fixate on light fixture in the living room.  I would be holding him and his eyes would open wide and he would just look up at that fixture.  I walked here and there watching his eyes but they would stay fixed on the lighting (which wasn’t on by the way).  A thought came into my head that perhaps it is true newborns can see the ‘spirit world’ since they haven’t been here very long.  Now this wasn’t just one or two occurrences but I would say they happened with great frequency over a six month period.  

Now things get even more interesting.

My second son was just born and guess where his eyes are fixating.  Yep, on the light fixture on the living room.  I’m well aware that the newborn’s vision is very limited but one would think that if they do see the spirit world that physical vision wouldn’t matter.  My son is now six days old and he became fixated on that lighting fixture for the first time yesterday.  I was reminded that my first son did the same and the thoughts about what I could not perceive returned.  

It is amusing and ‘spiritual’ for lack of a better word to entertain such thoughts and after I’ve had my fun contemplating spirits, other dimensions etc, I naturally forget about it and live and think about things in this world.  But read and pay particular attention to the next sentence. 

At 5 am this morning the toy phone said ‘hello’ to me and rang once.  

I was surprised but not scared and after two minutes of thinking about my move I said ‘hello’ in return.  I didn’t answer the phone though because should it be a ‘spirit’ I highly doubt it would hold a conversation with me.  Furthermore, should it simply be an electrical malfunction I certainly don’t want to cause the phone to make any more noise and wake up my son.  But isn’t it the case that should there be such things as spirits they use electricity to try and communicate?  The toy phone or any other toy for that matter hasn’t made any sounds that I’m aware of during the night as I would surely hear it since I’m not a heavy sleeper.  

Well, I’ll leave it at that.  

I might as well record my dream as the remnants have yet to fade from my head.  

I joined a karate class here in San Francisco and the teacher turned out to be the same one I had for Tae Kwon Do when I was ten back in my hometown.  He didn’t recognize me at first and gave me a white belt although I earned a yellow when I was 10.  For the first session he just made me observe.  The second session I was told to meditate for the entire class.  It was after that I told him I was in his class 27 years ago and he then slowly whispered my name.  

I then awoke and the toy phone said ‘hello.’  

By Mateo de Colón

Global Citizen! こんにちは!僕の名前はマットです. Es decir soy Mateo. Aussi, je m'appelle Mathieu. Likes: Languages, Cultures, Computers, History, being Alive! \(^.^)/