Seeking Moksha

A personal journey informed by encounters with people in search for transcendence.

In 2011, I walked to the source of the Ganga in the Himalaya​ ​to collect water for my grandfather, a Hindu priest, who was on his deathbed. I​ ​hoped it could give him some connection with a place of which he had spoken,​ ​but was never able to visit. By the time I got back, he had lost his memory,​ ​and could no longer recognise his grandson.

In​ ​subsequent journeys over the following years, I often fantasised about spending​ ​my time as a hermit, and considered finding a cave to live in. I collected​ ​wildflowers, stones, earth and water to offer to those close to me, and carry​ ​them, in spirit, to the places where these things came from.

Seeking Moksha evolved through these personal​ ​journeys. It is informed by encounters with people who seemed more lost than​ ​found in their search for transcendence, as perhaps I was too.