The Unseen

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:

The Soul that rises with us, our life’s Star,

Hath had elsewhere its setting,

And cometh from afar:

(William Wordsworth,

‘Ode on Intimations of Immortality’)

… if we have actually proved the existence upon the surface of this planet of a population which may be as numerous as the human race, which pursues its own strange life in its own strange way, and which is only separated from ourselves by some difference of vibrations…

(Sir Arthur Conan Doyle,

The Coming of the Fairies)

In every plant and animal, we perceive the life-filled spiritual form in addition to the physical form…

(Rudolph Steiner, Theosophy)