In this mundane world, you just have to listen and notice.
Humans are curious creatures. What makes one's ears stand and eyes gleam might be white noise for the other. Like innocent kids on a late summer afternoon, our minds roam around a realm between consciousness and the higher truth. It carelessly picks up stones and berries lying around and buries them deep into its pockets. On another day, while playing, it finds these tidbits lying in a dusty corner and builds a castle out of it.
From the abundance of sensory noise around us, anything that our senses single out for attention starts holding a specific meaning. Each such thread of thought has its colour and texture. Our mind weaves these scattered threads into a surreal tapestry.