I love metaphysics and nonduality! My passion is a scavenger hunt in western and eastern philosophies and spiritual traditions to find the commonalities among them. I have found that one and the same truth is expressed in all of them, and that they all differ only in the outward form of their expressions. My search is primarily inspired and shaped by Vedanta Metaphysics and Husserlian Phenomenology, particularly Husserl's method of Phenomenological Reduction which allows one to access the transcendental dimension of consciousness. I started my blog NOEMAYA in 2013 to share my findings and experiences. I also started a book series on nonduality and published my first book called "Nondual Perspectives on Quantum Physics" in 2014. I have a degree in theoretical physics from the University of Maryland and currently teach physics and mathematics to high school students.
The out there is in here. Nothing is outside me, for without me there would be neither inside nor outside. What is beyond me is already encompassed by me, for otherwise the “beyond me” wouldn’t even come into my conception. I dwell in a world that dwells in my thinking. This baffles even me, who … More The Bafflefield
If you are, that means that you are loved, and that you are loved by the noblest love from the most loving. Your very existence is sustained by god’s love for you. Isn’t truly loving someone to give them space to be, to let them be what they truly are! So, this is how and … More To Be is to be Loved
I have become world-loose again; warm and detached, I am nearing the sun that melts the shackles of these cunning appearances. I have a foot out, a foot in; an illusive essence and a human mask, a wavelength and a momentum. I’m not in the world, and not of it, at least tonight. The world … More Prison Break
It is that time again, to give the master a visit. Drained by the drag of this swamp, starving for the holy company I must return once again to that blessed deathbed, so that I may sneak through the sliding door, and the clashing rocks, and re-emerge in the field where I am no more. … More It is that time again …
Is it a gift or a curse, self-awareness! The endless expanse of this Self is at times terrible and frightening to look at. At times I cannot take up its infinitude. I am more comfortable when the Self breastfeeds me the mundane, and I am more at ease when placed among the herd and in … More The Taxidermist
This veil! It is transparent, and the beloved in plain sight. But I am blinded by what I’ve taken to be seeing. There’s a seeing that shows and a seeing that hides. She is near and far, here and there, a yes and a no. She is my Mona Lisa. She is my Eroma. I … More My Eroma
The fall is here. It has made itself felt, from the inside; from the deep. The fall is vigorously marching toward me, the ground shaking more and more and I am trembling out of fear and uncertainty. The fall’s magnificence precedes its face. I love the fall. I love how the fall smells, I love … More Liquid Jesus
The more absent I am as a construct, the more present I become as a living reality, elusive is my true face and yet I am everywhere. The man seeking the truth is the very thing that is concealing the truth. This man stands to truth as a note stands to the silence from which … More Die Before You Die
The present is light and free; what burdens and suffocates it are the stories that are hanging from it. The present is not a part of a larger context; it’s not a moment in my life or a time slice of this universe. Quite the opposite! It’s my life and this universe that are together … More You Are Always Complete
The question “Where am I?” is probably one of the seven wonders of the intellectual life of mankind. This question is almost always addressed from the outside, beginning from what precedes us and continuing with what follows us. This approach, which starts with presupposing man’s fundamental situated-ness and then tries to elucidate the nature of … More No Place but Here, no Time but Now
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