The trap of the so-called neo-Advaita “no self” or "no others" is like mistaking the map for the journey. The idea that there is no “you” is seen, and suddenly a little house is built there, which is safe, empty, cold. But life is not meant to be frozen in a concept. When the false self is gone, what remains is not a void but the fragrance of Being itself. And that fragrance is love. It cannot be caged. It moves without a mover, dances without a dancer, flows into compassion without anyone to give or anyone to receive, not as a duty, but as a song overflowing. To love unconditionally is to know there is no “self” and no “other.” Only the same Being shines through every form. Abide as That. Then love is not an act of “me” toward “you”; it is the reflection of what is, as natural as fragrance to a flower, as light to the sun. Even when it is seen clearly that self and duality are illusions, the play of form continues. Speaking happens, walking happens, touching happens. Not because there is a doer, but because life lives. Awareness or Being does not reject form / body; it embraces it, because, it is already it's own expression. The body is not an enemy, it is a doorway. Through it, tenderness touches, care moves, sharing blooms.  Therefore, denying duality is the another mind activity. The body and the world are but forms appearing within the Self; they are not separate from it and therefore never opposed or rejected. To abide as the Self is to abide as Love itself, beyond all duality, beyond all concept. Without this flowering into the living world, “no self” or "no others" becomes only another disguise of the mind, another wall or belief against love. But when there is no “self” and no “other,” love simply radiates, without direction, without effort, without name. The natural perfume of What has always been.