We are all familiar with the five basic senses of sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch. The senses are defined as the process during which the sensory system of our body responds to external stimuli. Being able to see a bird in flight or the dewdrops glistening in the early morning sun is such a beautiful sight. The sense of taste allows up to feel the sweet, salty, sour, bitter, and umami flavors. Our hearing sense allows us to listen to a beautiful song or a symphony. The smell of a rose or a truffle is amazing. The sense of touch allows us to feel the softness of the bedsheets before we rest for the night. There is no doubt that these five amazing senses that we humans possess are very special. But I believe we got it all wrong. I am able to see myself, my life, and the world around me so clearly when my eyes are closed and I am sitting in a dark room. My sight is more vivid when my eyes are closed as compared to when my eyes are open and perhaps vacant. My most profound sense of touch is when a holy lady touched my hand and then my forehead in a time of despair. All my senses light up when I think of that touch without the touch itself. The beautiful smell of my children’s dirty diapers, when they were babies, stays with me and brings me joy. The smell of a crackling fire or even the thought of it brings me a warm embrace even on a hot Arizona afternoon like today. The amazing taste of a burnt toast that my brother made for me as an apology for a fight we were having and his first attempt to cook stays with me. I relish that burnt toast than any other food I have savored. A cacophony of all my senses without any external stimuli is joy indeed. Do our senses live in our eyes, ears, nose, tongue and on the tip of our finger or do they reside in our heart and ……..