This seems like the right place/space for this writing.
Recently, I moved and started a new job which means that everyone I meet is new to me. I have had two unique experiences which are linked to the fifth dimension.
The first incident occurred about a week or two before the retreat, sometime in early March. I was talking to a person at work and she made reference to the fact, pointed out to me, that another individual is black or African American. It never occurred to me that this person was African American until this reference was made. I had to visualize the person and was taken back when I became aware that I never had any recognition of her ethnicity.
The second incident occurred yesterday, March 31. I was talking with my boss who decided to show me all of the pics on her phone of her grandchild brood. While I love a good baby pic and the joy expressed from grandparents, all I wanted to do was get home for an appointment with the dishwasher repairman. She kept flipping through her pics, sooooo many grandchildren, a freaking brood of grandchildren. Somewhere in the menagerie of pics depicting children ages infant through adolescence, pops up a family pic in which she calls my attention. I am told, as she points to the 9 or 10 year old in the picture that "he is half negro" (is negro capitalized?) What follows is then an explanation of how the boy was abandoned by his biological father.
Then it occurs to me (after my brain exploded from hearing negro or Negro, IDK) that had she not pointed out the fact that he is black, then I would not have noticed. It did not register.
What links both of these experiences is that it was as if the person whom I was speaking with knew they had to point it out for me. They pointed it out as the color of the skin or ethnicity was a part of their story.
It occurred to me later this morning that this is what it must be like in the fifth dimension, to not see colour. There have been references throughout the ages of not seeing skin color but what does that really mean? The closest I have gotten is that I notice and appreciate different cultures and ethnicities. I have always enjoyed and embraced being around people of different races but I always noticed it to appreciate it. Not seeing color meant to me that you treated people the same regardless of skin color, to be accepting of all while scouring my mind for any unconscious judgments.
Today I had an awareness that I tasted the fifth. How do you not see color when you physically see color. It reminded me of the difference between someone who learns a second language and has to translate to their own language first to understand versus no translation required. The language is just there as it is with your native language.
When I reflected on this insight that I was given the experience to see with the eyes of love, tears streamed down my face. What an amazing feeling as I was filled with gratitude and love wash. I very much like this fifth dimension. It feels like a shift of attention/focus somehow. As a child would say to something they enjoyed,……. AGAIN!
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