I think the language (and the math) kind of torpedo our understanding of the unseen realms with that word/concept, "dimensions." From what I have sort of absorbed from reading and listening to some psychics, and trance channelers like Edgar Cayce, is these other planes of existence beyond what our physical senses take in at the material level exist right here in the same three dimensions of space, but exist parallel to, superimposed upon, if you will, the same physical space, but having their existence at a different "density." The so-called spiritual, astral, and causal, etc., planes are right here and now, in this same space, in the same three dimensions.
I must say here that my psychedelic journeying has shown me something very much along this line as well. In my opinion, geometry lacks the wherewithal to incorporate time, unless we figure out some way to multiply apples times oranges. I just don't see how we can call time a dimension, whatever juggling skills the mathematicians come up with. So, with dimensions, I can't go beyond the three of space and feel I would still honor language's relationship to any reality in which it, language, must of course exist.
Some would like to render the unseen, non-physical, energies to a mathematical construct, believing it could be apprehended in such a way. In comparison to those other densities, we and what we see here is not where it all starts, but perhaps is where it finishes. We easily become convinced, through the act of physical identification, that being in these material densities, we might hold the keys to knowing all that is, and we, as bodies and minds, will perceive and define reality. The entities and beings who slip back and forth across whatever are the lines demarcating density surely must do so with an understanding that eludes most of us who here identify as these bodies/minds.
If physical matter owes its constituent formation to forces within the less dense, but more energetic planes, right here and now, when beings who are not so confined can work both sides of the street, can we be sure of what we see, if and when they may choose to be seen? Do they really "solidify," or do they simply arrange the light for our eyes? And we, accustomed to seeing, and believing in, solid matter, make assumptions about that which we might be seeing?
People who see auras; what do they see? I doubt it's something in some forth dimension of space. No, they see these auras in the same three dimensions as that which seemingly has the aura. Where does an aura go when the life goes out? I myself don't see auras, but I sure do believe that I can feel my own. In its center, it can be felt pretty intensely. I believe that by getting very comfortable with that feeling, when the body and mind go, my center will not be lost. What will be seemingly lost is only what started, getting around to stopping.
If one searches on "spiritual planes," one might find there is plenty from mystical sources about these parallel planes. One can go back to the Theosophists and earlier sources and find more. It's just the mathematics that can be made to describe about anything that give us the idea that us with thinking in 3D are on a par with the flat-landers. I would submit that their multidimensional reality is made up of some very high grade elephant shit. But you have to forgive them, as they spent their lives creating that story, and sat in so many classes and played their number games. I wait for more dimensions to be shown, sitting on the workbench for this old high school dropout.
I must say here that my psychedelic journeying has shown me something very much along this line as well. In my opinion, geometry lacks the wherewithal to incorporate time, unless we figure out some way to multiply apples times oranges. I just don't see how we can call time a dimension, whatever juggling skills the mathematicians come up with. So, with dimensions, I can't go beyond the three of space and feel I would still honor language's relationship to any reality in which it, language, must of course exist.
Some would like to render the unseen, non-physical, energies to a mathematical construct, believing it could be apprehended in such a way. In comparison to those other densities, we and what we see here is not where it all starts, but perhaps is where it finishes. We easily become convinced, through the act of physical identification, that being in these material densities, we might hold the keys to knowing all that is, and we, as bodies and minds, will perceive and define reality. The entities and beings who slip back and forth across whatever are the lines demarcating density surely must do so with an understanding that eludes most of us who here identify as these bodies/minds.
If physical matter owes its constituent formation to forces within the less dense, but more energetic planes, right here and now, when beings who are not so confined can work both sides of the street, can we be sure of what we see, if and when they may choose to be seen? Do they really "solidify," or do they simply arrange the light for our eyes? And we, accustomed to seeing, and believing in, solid matter, make assumptions about that which we might be seeing?
People who see auras; what do they see? I doubt it's something in some forth dimension of space. No, they see these auras in the same three dimensions as that which seemingly has the aura. Where does an aura go when the life goes out? I myself don't see auras, but I sure do believe that I can feel my own. In its center, it can be felt pretty intensely. I believe that by getting very comfortable with that feeling, when the body and mind go, my center will not be lost. What will be seemingly lost is only what started, getting around to stopping.
If one searches on "spiritual planes," one might find there is plenty from mystical sources about these parallel planes. One can go back to the Theosophists and earlier sources and find more. It's just the mathematics that can be made to describe about anything that give us the idea that us with thinking in 3D are on a par with the flat-landers. I would submit that their multidimensional reality is made up of some very high grade elephant shit. But you have to forgive them, as they spent their lives creating that story, and sat in so many classes and played their number games. I wait for more dimensions to be shown, sitting on the workbench for this old high school dropout.
