A few minutes ago I was sitting in the garden drinking a cup of tea and just thinking.

As I sat a familiar feeling crept up over me of peacefulness and relaxation. So familiar, in fact, that I found myself wondering if I have changed at all over the course of my lifetime. I have known this state of mind for as long as I can remember, yet, despite all that has happened in the intervening years, when I re-enter such a mood it is as if no time has passed at all.

In other words, I could be 14, 23, 30, 37, 45 or whatever age, and find myself in exactly the same state.

This observation, so superficial on the surface, is, I think, a very important key into understanding one's place within the continuum of life. There is every reason to suppose that I – if I can call myself 'I' under such a circumstance – accessed such feelings before I can remember, before I was born and in future will do so after I am dead.

I find this thought very reassuring.