I have always greatly valued those precious moments of pure spiritual insight where the nature of life - though still utterly mysterious - is clearly revealed. And in that intimate moment of realisation, all questioning ceases. The latest example of this occurred last week while in deep reflection after receiving the sad news of the untimely death of a close relative. We are accustomed in scientific terms to tracing out the evolution of our Universe in a somewhat linear manner entailing phenomenal space and time. And the present conventional wisdom in this regard is that the Universe started its existence some 13.5 billion years or so as a "Big Bang". However from the spiritual standpoint this is all very misleading! Properly understood from this perspective, the Universe always exists in the absolute present moment. Thus phenomenal notions of space and time have a merely secondary relative validity, that ultimately can always be shown to be circular and paradoxical