Born Remembering

Everyone has had some experience of early childhood remembering: remembering an otherness not to be explained by family experiences, stories heard, events witnessed. Why is it that we are born remembering, and live forgetting? Is this a joke that God would share with us, but that we can only laugh at in the moment when we have come full circle, and remember again? That coming full circle and remembering again is no laughing matter however. It is a conversion experience, literally, and life cannot go on as before. This happened to me very recently, and I am going to spend these pages in reflecting on the remembering, and the forgetting, and the remembering, as I have experienced it in my own life.