To inform a tale centered in Dublin, I come to feel the similar.
The nondual movement is generally uttering a mantra of premature realisation. Let me repeat, there is no truth, and the unchanging, I assure you, is rather unchanged by the revelation, but the outcome is devastating to 'ordinary enlightenment' (basically a untimely realisation). The Witness, or the unchanging, is relative to the altering and does not exist aside from the transforming.