What you've always known is consciousness in situations, as being inseparable from situations, so that it can seem as if what goes by consciousness is only a particular reflection of the ongoing situations which, integral to the world, follow streamingly. But the situations by themselves seem incapable of coming to life, they are like an immersive cinema in which you are fully absorbed but which is only for you and not you yourself. Although this is a strange way to think of it because the personhood belongs to the situation every time and might express nothing about the consciousness. No, the strange thing is that even though the scenes shift quite rapidly, go pell-mell onward, the 'camera' never shakes, is never in the slightest degree pulled off-centre. Which is not to say that what is identified as consciousness, as the light of experience, doesn't change in its glow and warmth and penetration, but all of those transformations correspond to different kinds of situations as they come about. The core of it is wonderfully fixed and it's that unshakable constancy, which can only mean self-adequacy, that is the clue that keeps the ever-arising personalities intrigued and searching and wondering who or what to thank.