A recent revelation fine-tuned the focus of my work.
This page arose from that moment — part reflection, part revelation — offered as a living transmission on the nature of Enlightenment.
Read on.
Of all human concepts, one stands above the rest: Enlightenment.
Though it has meant many things to many people throughout the ages, it has always pointed to a single truth:
Within us lies the key to happiness — not by gaining anything new, but by disidentifying from the illusion of Maya.
What is Maya?
It is the illusion of appearances that causes us to mistake the unreal for the real. Maya wears many faces.
To a young soul, it may appear as the longing for freedom, adventure, or love.
To a mature soul, it becomes the longing for home — the deep knowing that nothing in the world can truly satisfy.
Yet in both, the same invitation whispers:
Look deeper. Wake up.
Recently, as I walked the night streets of Da Nang, Vietnam, observing faces lit by phone screens — furrowed brows, vacant eyes, people moving under the spell of their own thoughts — I recognized that same undercurrent in myself: the faint hum of discontent that breeds desire and fear.
I began consciously reminding myself of the good in my life: my freedom, my health, my lack of debt, being in the “+”, and most importantly, my spiritual proclivity — the pull toward awakening itself.
In that instant, the word Enlightenment rose up within me, and I remembered Nisargadatta Maharaj’s words:
I knew it to be true.
For years, I’ve spoken openly about unhappiness — depression, heartbreak, and crisis as teachers — but I’ve been reluctant to speak directly about enlightenment. Why?
Enlightenment is the relief from all tension that comes from knowing we are not condemned to suffer the illusions of Maya forever — that at any moment, we can step out of the wheel of birth and death, if we know how.
Maya is not a prison sentence — it’s a school of learning.
First, we must learn to recognize its play: to name her sleights of hand and tricks of light and projection.
And the first illusion of all is the “I”.
Maya — the teacher of souls.
Tempts with sensations: pleasure, pain, hunger, comfort.
It begins as excitement — a new meal, a trip, a possession — but ends in attachment or decay.
The body is a vehicle, not the destination; Maya makes us forget that, chaining us to endless maintenance.
Weaves desire and fear into our relationships.
Love feels eternal until jealousy or loss reveals its transience.
Emotions are waves; Maya convinces us they are the ocean itself.
Traps us in thought — “what if,” “if only,” “when I.”
The mind’s chatter is Maya’s strongest illusion.
It promises peace through control, yet only multiplies restlessness.
Perhaps the subtlest.
It turns paths to truth into dogmas, and seeking itself into addiction.
The illusion here is that enlightenment lies ahead, rather than here.
All these realms belong to time — and what exists in time must fade, just as a mirage in the desert must fade, whether it lasts an instant or a millennium.
So too must the pleasures and pains of Maya fade.
At the heart of enlightenment lies the Inner I — the conscious nucleus, the divine seed through which awareness refracts.
This “I” is not something to attain.
It already is — the witnessing fact of presence underlying all experience, the juncture between the physical and non-physical.
The “I” is the light by which Maya projects its shadows.
When that light turns inward in Self-recall, the shadows of illusion dissolve across all four realms.
Karma — the acting out of Maya — becomes Dharma — the conscious act of service.
And incarnation becomes choice, not compulsion.
Enlightenment is not escape — it is a homecoming into presence.
Meditation, Rebirthing Breathwork, healing, inquiry — all are sacred tools, but without understanding, they can energize the wheel rather than transcend it.
To step out:
Recognize Maya’s game.
Notice how physical, emotional, mental, and spiritual attachments shape your reality.
Turn inward.
Breathe consciously. Meditate on the “I.” Ask, “Who am I?” and trace awareness back to its source.
Rest in the witness.
When seeing is no longer divided, suffering ceases.
This page was not planned — it arose like a revelation, a fine-tuning of my life’s work.
A few nights earlier, falling asleep, I had asked myself:
“Now that I have everything I need — achievement, freedom, love — what will I do with the rest of my time in the body?”
The answer that came:
Tell people about the ‘I’ — and show them how to trace backwards into it.
Within us lies the key to stepping out of suffering and living as conscious, liberated souls.
Fading into sleep, an old scripture surfaced:
It must refer, I thought, to Maya’s creative illusion — that the “I” is, in fact, the mind, and the mind is the creator of illusions and shadows.
What does enlightenment mean to you?
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