Non-duality is just another word for reality, another word for the simplicity that is appearing as us.
Actually there is no “me” and there is no “you”. There is no separation at all. No subjects, no objects, just appearances.

Non-duality is already perfect, innocent and absolutely free. There are no gurus nor teachers who know this. There are no seekers either. No one is superior or inferior. You are absolutly free from any “me”.
Spirituality, or its absence, is merely a concept. There is no practice to be practiced in order to reach Nothing, simply because this is it – already here, completely free and perfect!

Duality is just another word for an imagined separation and imagined stories. Imagined problems can’t be solved by an imaginary person. The self creates problems and tries to resolve them 24/7. There is no liberation for the imagined entity. The imagined entity cannot awaken because something which never existed cannot awaken. All there is is awakening.

What if the ideas about yourself have never existed at all? What if there never was a separate individual, a separate entity, an I or a me? What if there is nothing to fix, nothing to reach, no path to walk, no task to accomplish? What if there were no doer yet deeds are done, perfectly orchestrated without a conductor and always have been.

Interviews

A beautiful honest and insightful conversation with our beloved Illona!

Lovely chat with Walter for his youtube channel.

“Where are you EXACTLY in all of this?”

That was the question Lubo asked me on a  sunny,  quiet morning a few years ago right at Easter.

We were drinking coffee in the garden of the little house in Greece. I took a sip feeling the biter taste of the coffee and looked around  – what I saw was an olive tree, pink and white blossoming flowers of the oleanders, bees were buzzing, birds were singing, I was feeling the sun on my face… and thoughts racing back and forth labeling what is what.
And as I looked and wondered where I really was, in an instant all of that, along with the sounds, the sun’s rays, the colours, the bitter taste of the coffee – all merged into one. A whole, indivisible and inexplicably simple experience. And then like a flash it brightened and somehow it became crystal clear without any doubt :

It was just what was happening and what was happening wasn’t happening to me.
“Me” simply wasn’t there. 

But not only does it not happen to me; it doesn’t happen to anyone in particular. The idea that all this was happening for someone, that it has some kind of a personal meaning was swallowed up by the softness and simplicity of this perfect ordinary-extraordinary moment. 

For the next hours and days I couldn’t, I just couldn’t stop laughing…
I laughed at the absurd beliefs I had, I laughed at my so-called problems, at my suffering, at my naivety, laughter and wonder at the realisation of how obvious it was, how obviously simple it all was. And how it has always been right under my nose. I just imagined that it wasn’t… Laughter melted the seriousness and importance of life, my life.
I remember that later, while Lubo was diving, I stayed on the beach, lost in bliss, staring at the horizon. The rocks, the trees, the sand, the sea,..they all pulsated, sparkled, were (like) alive. It was like I had never seen a rock like this before, I had never seen a sea like this before.
I had no idea of time, no wonder of some secret, hidden meaning in it all, nor what it might bring me (more laughter!) but I remember how an incredible lightness permeated the whole being. It was quiet, very quiet, so peaceful and so embracing.

Then everything started somehow (nor that it ever stopped) and although the experience from that day is not so powerful and colourful, something totally shifted.

Paradoxically, everything looks the same and at the same time it is different.
Few years have passed since then..Feelings, emotions, thoughts and experiences come and go, the world keeps spinning with all its wonders, but there is a peace, trust and ease that surpasses all understanding.