
It happened one night as I was just settling into bed . I was really tired but not sleepy. I suppose you could say I was so over tired but still very much awake. "I "suddenly became aware that "I" had stopped thinking. ( The "I" i'm using is not the thinking I but an inner knowing.) I also have to add that this was quite a miracle in itself as my mind never seems to stop chattering ever

Anyway "I" was instantly aware of my very being. It was the most familiar thing "I" had ever known. "I" knew that I was it & in this state "I" knew it every moment of every day. There had never been a moment ever when "I "didn't know this. It was just all so obvious & I use the word familiar again because that is what it was. "I" also knew that although "I" knew it every moment, the mind NEVER knows it.
There was also a kind of knowing that I had spent vast periods of time in childhood in this knowing state although it was never something conscious.
In real time this probably all occured for only a few moments as the oh so familiar voice in the head came back in analysing what had occured. I know that in those moments the mind that never knows seemed like such a small part of my life. Now of course the mind is like all of my life & being feels like just a distant memory. I no longer remember the childhood spent in a state of being .
When I contemplate this experience it leaves me both frustrated
metally but also in awe & gratitude for at least having the chance to experience a moments grace.