True Stories, Shared in Stillness

It was August 2019 and I was lost again. Three years had passed since my awakening. I’d been to Sri Lanka and India. I’d read all the...

My parents dropped my Yiayia and me off at the airport and said goodbye. I was finally heading to Greece. Three months to enjoy the...

I was working away one evening in April 2017. I’d been putting in the hours, tons of overtime, weeks on end. The company I worked for had...

After a few years of seeking truth, I came across some information about Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj. He had an interesting life story and...

I was 22 and training at the gym one day. There was a girl I’d seen around always training hard, super lean but we’d never spoken. This...

I had spent thirteen hours straight   on the computer the night before, finishing at 5 AM. A whole month of planning, writing, designing...

I left Australia on November 30th with a clear plan in mind: Travel the world for a few years, then return and apply to be a police...

A photo snapped by Olya while I was meeting Swami for the first time I arrived in Tiruvannamalai on January 2nd, and straight away upon...

I arrived in Tiruvannamalai on January 2nd. I had been in Tiruvannamalai for three weeks before I asked the right question. For those...

I was sitting at home one summer afternoon. in 2016, It was 3pm. I remember this experience well. When you have this sort of thing happen...

It was another day working away with B. We were dragging a pallet of turf out the back gate, getting it ready so customers could drive up...

Whilst going through this transformative awakening period, I was having significant struggles in my dating life. I knew what was...

I had taken a break from work and gone home to meditate. It was early 2019. I had a super flexible job at the time, and I’d started...

It was a cold winter’s night in Melbourne. I had just gotten home from work, and my border collie, Zep, greeted me at the door. It wasn’t...

I was 18 years old. This was many years before I had experienced anything directly spiritual. I’d had no real pull toward anything like...

In 2014, I was driving through Chapel Street with a friend of mine. He loved it. The clubs, the bars, the fashion scene. It was his kind...

I continued searching for truth and my relationship with B deepened. He started inviting me around regularly to listen to records and...

In the weeks following my awakening, I was chatting with B every day about spirituality. I came to learn that 30 years earlier, when he...

It was August 2016. I had just come out of 18 months of intense suffering, the kind that takes you to the edge of life itself and leaves...

If you’ve walked near the Ramana Ashram or sipped chai at the corner shop in Tiruvannamalai, you’ve likely heard the sound of drums echoing through the street.