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We are spiritual beings having a human experience. – Teilhard de Chardin

Your Sixth Sense

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The five senses – sight, smell, hearing, touch and taste – are our wonderful connections to the third dimension. They are amazing. Even more amazing is the way they work in concert with each other to provide us with a perspective of who we are in our world.  Even more amazing is how the loss of one or more of the senses is compensated for by the others, like when someone loses their sight, they begin to notice sounds like never before. The senses are our software interface to the physical (hardware) world. Our physical self needs this information to interact with the physical world.

For me, the sixth sense is not being able to hear something others cannot (clairaudience), or see something others do not (clairvoyance) or smell or taste of feel something no one else does (clair-whatever) – no, for me the sixth sense is our connection to things in the form of an awakening, a realization of who we are. We are not physical – we are spirit. We are not a physical body, we’re just temporarily using one each day. At night, we remember ourselves without the body for a while. Then, as we return to the body, we begin again to experience ourselves as physical. We call that awake, which is amusing, because by any definition, it is definitely not awake.

Being awake is experiencing yourself as a being of love. And this can only be done by allowing one’s attention to be in the heart. How do you do that? You just did it! You read the words and you wondered what does that mean, what’s that like? And then you were there.

What was that moment like? Wonder? Fullness? Release? Connection? Curiosity? Free breathing? Calm? How does it feel without the questioning? Wonder. Fullness. Release. Connection. Curiosity. Free breathing. Calm. Or like this: I am wonder. I am fullness. I am release. I am connection. I am curiosity. I am free breathing. I am calm.

Our purpose on Earth is very simple – experience ourselves as physical beings while remembering we are not physical beings.

For me, music makes instant this feeling, and simplifies what seems complicated.

I love what the students of music call Western Art music. And for some reason, I most consistently find good connection with German Western Art music. So below I’ve posted a lovely version of “Wiegenlied”, D. 498, op. 98 No. 2 by Franz Schubert, here performed by Gundula Janowitz and Irwin Gage. Here are the words in German and English (the English translation is more literal than poetic).

When I heard this piece for the first time (an instrumental version) I was moved to tears. My wife, Steffi, heard it and came into the room. She sang the first verse to me and then explained that the rest of the words tell a story of a mother whose young child has died. The mother sings this song to him. (see – crying again ..).

The heart opens, and we know ourselves as pure love.

“Wiegenlied”, D. 498, op. 98 No. 2 by Franz Schubert

Sleep, sleep, dear, sweet boy,

Rocking gently under mother’s hand;

Softly, peacefully, gentle comforts

float with you in your swaddling clothes.


Sleep, sleep in the sweet grave,

still protected by your mother’s arms;

all desires, all possessions

she holds lovingly, glowing warm with love.


Sleep, sleep in the downy bosom,

the sounds of love still grow around you;

a lily, a rose,

after sleep they will reward you.




Schlafe, schlafe, holder süßer Knabe,

Leise wiegt dich deiner Mutter Hand;

Sanfte Ruhe, milde Labe

Bringt dir schwebend dieses Wiegenband.


Schlafe, schlafe in dem süßen Grabe,

Noch beschützt dich deiner Mutter Arm,

Alle Wünsche, alle Habe

Faßt sie liebend, alleliebe warm.


Schlafe, schlafe in der Flaumen Schoße,

Noch umtönt dich lauter Liebeston,

Eine Lilie, eine Rose,

Nach dem Schlafe werd’ sie dir zum Lohn.


2014 November, 7 Posted by | Self-Love | , , , , , , , | 4 Comments