🌀 Welcome to The Ganga Files
This space is for anyone seeking what’s real, whatever name they call God by.
This is where the threads come together —
discipline and devotion, structure and surrender, the sacred and the ordinary.
Stories, insights, practices, and transmissions—woven from lived experience and the Field itself.
The Ganga Files are not just writings.
They are codes — fragments of the sacred pulled from the current and placed in your hands, one ripple at a time.
Born from the deep waters of becoming,
these reflections move with the tides of Earth and the pulse of the stars.
They are shaped by truth, refined by Saturn, and carried by Grace.
This isn’t here to tell you what to believe,
or to sell you a lighter version of truth.
It’s here to remind you what’s real—
and what was always already inside you, waiting to be remembered.
We’ve Forgotten How to Die(And It’s Ruining How We Live)
I sat in a room with a man who’s been placed on hospice care. He’s mobile. He gets around with a walker. He feeds himself, crunches on ice for half an hour straight, and watches Fox News like it’s oxygen. He's not actively dying — at least not in any way I’ve come to recognize in my years of holding space for the sacred, painful, beautiful process of death.
But he’s “eligible.”