As a convert, I’m not really sure. But I will say this, I believe that there have been times that I’ve achieved that. Well, with God’s help of course. It has been mostly during my holy hours in the chapel at church. There have been the times when I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that God was there. Not just in the Eucharist, but right beside me.
Oh, and once at a Catholic Charasmatic prayer meeting, I know Mary was there. It was more than just sensing it. We were praying, and you know how Mary’s color is said to be blue? Well, this pink, I don’t know, Fog?, came into the room. Just a light pink coming into the room. Just enough for me to “see” it. And I knew she was there. It scared me though. But it was awesome.