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Ayurvedic Herbs: Where to Buy in India and Internationally

Finding the Right Herb Shop

There are tons of herb shops in India, but the trick is to know which ones will sell you the best medicine and how to find them in a country that often relies on landmarks more than physical addresses for location.

A photo of Ayurveda herbs from Arya Vaidya Pharmacy in India
Arya Vaidya Pharmacy Herbs, my most precious souvenir from India

After I left Kerala, I didn’t want to carry a bunch of bottles of liquid around with me while traveling around north India, so I decided to buy the herbs once back in Mumbai. I had Googled a couple of places that advertised herbs, but I was disappointed to find the three shops I visited  did not offer the ones my doctor had prescribed. “Those are South Indian,” the shop keeps told me.

Frustrated, I decided to try again in Delhi, but this time I had a cheat sheet a friend had given me with a list of Arya Vaidya Sala locations, although many of the places listed were far from my Karol Bagh hotel. I took a chance searching on Google maps, and I ended up finding an Arya Vaidya Sala (AVS) herb shop very close to my hotel that was not on the list but had everything I needed.

Now, you may have read me griping about Arya Vaidya Sala when I traveled to the Pancha Karma center in Kottakal for a treatment, but their herbs are very high quality and trustworthy. Arya Vaidya Sala runs an efficient, highly streamlined business in India, and in the case of getting quality herbs, they are the only outlet I know well enough to trust, although that is not to say there are other high quality herbs out there.

You can find these herb shops in every major city and even in some small villages, especially in Kerala, and since I’ve returned home, I’ve discovered a list of distributors on the Arya Vaidya Sala Kottakal website. This list would have been helpful while I was trudging around north Mumbai neighborhoods, completely lost with my Google maps telling me I was standing on top of a shop that was actually three blocks away, but at least I can share these tips with you now. (Note: don’t be afraid to ask for directions if you get lost—India is still very much a work in progress as far as accurate mapping.)

My list is somewhat different from the list of distributors on the AVS website, and I’m not sure why that is but I can vouch for The Arya Vaidya Pharmacy in Karol Bagh (see shop under New Delhi below). Everything else on this list is an unknown, so be sure to give them a call first for best results.

Kozhikode (Calicut)
Kallai Road 673 002; (tel) 0495 2302666
Mananchira Square 673 001; (tel) 0495 2720664

Mumbai (Bombay)
Tamil Sangham Road, Sion East 400 002; (tel) 022 24016879
Kerala House, Vashi, Navi Mumbai 400 703; (tel) 022 27814542

New Delhi
E-76, South Extension, Part l, 110 049; (tel) 011 24621790
The Arya Vaidya Pharmacy, 

Thiruvananthapuram (Trivandrum)
Statue Junction 695 001; (tel) 0471 2463249

Packing Your Herbs for Plane Travel

You cannot ship liquid herbs back from India, but you can fly with them in your checked bags. I packed up about $25 dollars worth of herbs next to about $500 in clothing and fabrics in my big suitcase and hoped for the best, but I took extra precautions to make sure the liquids were double sealed in plastic ziplock bags, then double sealed again in heavy-duty trash bags, and then wrapped up entirely in clear packing tape. While this might sound like a lot of precaution, I was happy I took the time to pack my herbs properly as one of the bottles (these have somewhat flimsy metal tops) leaked on the way home, but it never got out of my sealed bags to ruin my clothes. Indian herbal liquids will ruin your clothing if you get a spill, so be sure to pack carefully.

Buying Indian Herbs outside of India

Once you are back home, there are some options for ordering Ayurvedic herbs online, and Arya Vaidya Pharmacy is leading the way in international distribution as well. A Google search for the formulation will typically yield some good results for me, although I am not able to find the exact formulations (yet) that my doctor in Kerala prescribed. Luckily, she is able to work with me to find good substitutes that are available in the United States, so I recommend following that approach as there are often a variety of formulations available to use as a substitute.

For simple herbs like the Ashwaganda or Triphala I take daily, I love Banyan Botanicals for their powdered herbs (they also sell pills & liquids, but powder is best). However, I have not found an outlet online that delivers the complex Ayurvedic formulations called for by Ayurvedic doctors in India.

 

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Bye Bye Bombay, Goin’ to Goa

After a minor snag in getting my train ticket, I was finally on my way from hot and hazy Bombay to the golden, palm-lined beaches of Goa. There was no heartache this time in leaving the city: the skies had turned a sickly, bilious yellow, and the air, devoid of wind, was heavy and thick with smoke. And I knew I would be back for the Christmas and New Year holidays when the weather would be less hot, or what a Mumbaiker might describe as being “a little on the chilly side.”

Quick digression: is it Bombay or Mumbai? As a Bombayite told me recently, Mumbai is a city, while Bombay is a feeling. Everyone I know who is Indian still calls it Bombay, although officially it’s Mumbai. Neither choice will offend.

I had booked tickets on the much anticipated new train, the Tejas Express, which supposedly runs with limited stops and will get you from CST in the Fort district of Mumbai to Karmali in central Goa in about ten hours. Not only that, but it was the exciting new train that had wifi and media display monitors with movies, music, and games. I’d read that the wifi was a pipe dream and only worked in the major stations, which turned out to be true, but the entertainment was alright, though there was only one movie in English: Zero Dark Thirty. I don’t want veer off into politics, but I felt a little self-conscious watching it, especially during the end when the troops rush in to kill Hussein and his men, but no one was paying any attention at 5:30 in the morning.

view from train window of lush green rolling hills on way to Goa from Mumbai
Nothing but green hills and blue skies on the train ride to Goa

For the first four or five hours of the trip, we were zipping along through gorgeously green, lush fields that I could not stop snapping pics of, but about halfway to Karmali we began stopping at every station, and sometimes we would wait for up to twenty minutes. During this time, the train doors stayed locked and no one was allowed to get on or off. Usually, there are various snack vendors who crowd on at every stop, and while some chikki and a chai would have been nice, I’d been warned before I took my trip that there were roving groups of thieves who were hopping on and off trains at stops to snatch everything they could from unwary travelers.

As people started to get exasperated with the long waits at the stations, the gentleman across from me explained that there was only one track, so we had to wait until another train passed before they would switch us back to the main track. That explanation seemed to make sense until we started to stop at the bigger stations where there were multiple tracks in view. A seasoned traveler on this express train was sitting across from me, and she said that she had never experienced the stopping and waiting before, so I am not sure what was going on. A number of people around me were complaining, and a dad holding his squirmy daughter as his tired and grumpy wife let out a series of sighs, joked that the train must be running on IST: India Stretchy Time.

We finally reached the station about half past five, which was only a couple hours beyond our original ETA. The woman sitting across from me with whom I’d been chatting during the trip kindly waited on the platform to make sure I found the pre-paid taxi counter. The prices were pretty reasonable, considering that I would have had to take four buses (all running on India Stretchy Time) and then schlep my bags another ¼ mile to reach my hotel. If you are trying to stick to a budget, I recommend you focus on keeping your lodging and meals on the cheap as opposed to skimping on transportation. Third-class train tickets in packed, non-air conditioned compartments full of men who may stare at you the entire time have been romanticized in novels and by young backpacking bloggers, but all my Indian friends have told me to take a AC class 2 or better. The price difference will be negligible unless you are a shoestring budget, but the hassle it saves is beyond monetary worth.

Overall it was a lovely trip, and there was even a western-style toilet in one of the bathrooms, as I discovered toward the end of the ride after swaying side-to-side over a glorified hole in the floor (glorified only because there was a flush button and I couldn’t see the tracks below) the first couple of visits to the bathroom. Our train left promptly at 5 a.m., so there wasn’t much to see for the first couple of hours, but when the sun started to come up, that all changed. Unless we were in a tunnel, I couldn’t tear my eyes off the gorgeous scenery as we flew past lush rice paddy fields, lazily meandering rivers, and distant mountains cut with rushing waterfalls. And as it was just past the monsoon, everything was a  eye-popping verdant green that shone more brightly for the contrast with the red clay fields recently harrowed and seeded for the next growth cycle.

Next stop, Kerala, but for now I’m going to chill for a while in Goa to catch my breath and relax before heading to the Ayurvedic hospital in Kottakkal where I plan to have my main detox. For the next couple of weeks, my blog will be more focussed on the tourist tip angle and how to have fun and eat well in Goa. While it is lovely here and there are plenty of Ayurvedic massage and treatment services, Goa is not renowned for its authentic Ayurvedic healthcare centers, although I don’t see how a massage or two will hurt. Stay tuned.

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Kaivalyadhama Center for Yoga and Panchakarma in Mumbai

I wasn’t planning on getting any panchakarma treatments until I traveled further south to Kerala, but then I stumbled upon Kaivalyadhama in Mumbai while searching the web for a place to buy a neti pot. I was in the midst of a terrible head cold and was desperate to clear my sinuses with some neti pot action, but upon visiting their site, I learned they also had panchakarma treatments.

One such treatment is called Nasya, and they list the benefits as follows:

It is a wonderful treatment to remove the doshas or congestion in the ear, nose & throat. It cures problems of the respiratory track like chronic allergic asthma, cold, cough, etc.

It relieves mental fatigue, nervous disorders like depression, insomnia, epilepsy and insanity. It is also useful in problems of excessive hair fall and premature graying. It helps to induce calm and quiet sleep. It sharpens the intellect by enhancing nervous system.

I’ve also been having problems with insomnia since my arrival in India, so the treatment sounded like a good one for me. I emailed them on Sunday, and they got back to me Tuesday morning to let me know they had availability that day. They also confirmed they had ceramic neti pots for sale (only 40 rs!), so I hopped in a cab and made my way to their facility conveniently located on Marine Drive across from Chowpatty.

After the receptionist did a quick intake, I was shown into the doctor’s office. Of all the doctors of Ayurveda I have seen, I liked this woman especially for her compassion in addition to technical knowledge. She worked with me on my short time frame to compile a couple hours’ worth of treatments to help me clear some of the sinus congestion lingering from my cold. I knew I wanted the nasya, which she confirmed was a good treatment for me at that time, and she added a full-body massage—abhyangam—with herbal steam. I didn’t argue with her, especially as the price for all three treatments was only 1800 rs in addition to her 250 rs consultation fee.

The panchakarma (PK) therapist was a sturdy woman (and they only do same-sex massages there, which is a hallmark of Ayurvedic authenticity) with kind eyes and strong hands. She showed me to the PK room and had me sit in a chair for the head massage with herb-infused oil. After about ten minutes of this heavenly treatment, told me to strip down naked and lie on the massage table, where she expertly rubbed down my entire body with long Swedish-style strokes and a lot more medicated oil. I was in heaven.

Next came the steam, which meant climbing into a box with doors in front and up top that folded shut around me to leave only my head sticking out. The steam became pretty intense after a couple of minutes, so I had to pop open one of the top lids to release some of the heat. The PK therapist had assured me she was within earshot if I became uncomfortable, so I didn’t feel trapped.

After the steam, it was time for my nasya treatment. The thought of oil going up my nose seemed strange, but since I had mastered the neti pot, I wasn’t too concerned. She first massaged my entire face with ghee, which was lovely if not a little bit weird smelling, and then gently tilted back my head to receive about five drops of oil in each nostril. As soon as I could taste the herbs in the back of my throat, she stuck cotton in my ears to protect them from the air after the nasya (the ears, nose, and throat passages are all connected) and told me to wait at least three hours before showering.

Ideally I should have gone straight home to rest, but it was my last night in Bombay, and I already had plans to see a movie with my friend. When I emerged from the movie, my friend pointed out that my neck and shoulders were glistening with the oil that had dripped down from my hair, so I’d recommend going straight home after treatment if for no other reason than to prevent the oil from running down your back and staining your clothes.

The center also offers yoga classes and is renowned for its yoga teacher certification and mission to understand yoga from a scientific as well as spiritual perspective. They can create yoga routines that are designed to treat specific conditions, so I plan to visit them next time I’m in Mumbai to see what Ayur-yogic asanas they recommend for my dosha type. And another hour-long massage doesn’t sound bad either.

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What To Do if You Get Sick

The first time I went to India, I was lucky enough not to get sick, even though everyone told me I would. This time I was not so lucky, but lucky for you, I now have a lot of good tips for taking care of your health once you arrive.

First, you should have travel insurance. I followed the suggestion of some of my favorite travel bloggers to purchase insurance from World Nomads, which cost me about $350 USD for six months of travel coverage. I was mostly worried about medical insurance in case of catastrophe, but the policy also covers the cost of trip cancellation or even lost gear. When I needed a doctor a couple of weeks ago, I called the help line and was connected almost immediately to a friendly representative. She didn’t have any suggestions for clinics in my area, but told me I could walk into any one and just bill them later for the out-of-pocket charge.

I was looking for a clinic because I just had learned I had high blood pressure during my second visit to the R.A. Podar Ayurvedic College a few days before when I went to get herbs for insomnia. The student doctor at the College advised me to have my blood pressure checked every day, but that seemed like it would be inconvenient and expensive, so I set out to go buy a blood pressure machine.

Don’t be misled when you Google something like “blood pressure monitor Mumbai,” and you are shown a business name and exact address. In all likelihood, when you show up at the address, it will not be the store shown on the map (in this case Omron), but will be a line of stores for one or more blocks that carry the same brand name of supplies. I was completely confused when I could not find the store “Omron,” and everyone kept telling me, “yes,” whenever I asked where it was. That’s because each place I asked was a mini-Omron (and other medical brands) dealer, although there was no official store. (The same phenomenon will occur if you try to find the Asia Paint store down by Lamington Road…)

I began to record my blood pressure and, sadly, it was high every time, so I sought out a clinic for allopathic care. While I am a believer in the powers of Ayurvedic herbs, for critical situations I always seek the care of allopathic physicians. The two systems of practice are complementary, as any honest vaidya will tell you; if you are having a heart attack, go to the hospital first and then seek the care of an Ayurvedic doctor for herbs, cleansing, and dietary advice after you have recovered.

On the advice of a friend, I wound up at Healthspring in the Breach Candy/Kemp’s Corner area of South Mumbai, and I was happy with the care I received there. The doctor was concerned for my blood pressure, so he put me on medication right away and told me to come back in a week. I didn’t have an appointment either time I went in, but was seen nonetheless in under twenty minutes. The total cost of my visit was 600 rs (about $9.50 USD), and the cost of the medications only about 200 rs.

After you see a doctor, he or she will write you a prescription that you can have filled at any pharmacy (or “chemist” as they are called here). They don’t take the paper the prescription is written on, so hang onto it in case you need a refill. Last year, I was able to get refills on all my prescriptions from the U.S. simply by showing the doctor my prescription bottles, but in all likelihood he would have just written the prescription based on what I told him.

Bombay Belly

Warning: shit talk about to start. Before my follow-up visit with the blood pressure doc, I lost my damn fool mind and had a dosa from a street vendor, which probably would have been ok had I not dipped it heartily into the accompanying raw coconut chutney. This stand was right across the street from my pad in Breach Candy, and I had eaten from there with no consequences numerous times during my last visit. Not heeding the advice of my friends, I grabbed a dosa masala late one Thursday afternoon, and then felt the effects for the next 60 hours as I visited the bathroom more times than I wish to remember. Thank god for the arse hose is all I have to say. I guess that’s why it was invented here.

dosa street vendor in Breach Candy, Mumbai, India
Oh, dosa man, why hath thou foresaken me?

I knew that I had more than a case of simple traveler’s diarrhea because I had cramps and the symptoms endured long past my last dose of hot chili sauce. Luckily I was not also throwing up as the dehydration would have been more severe, but I knew enough to start drinking water with electrolytes immediately. Here that product is called Electral, and it comes pre-made in small juice boxes or you can buy the more economical sashes (aka packets) that you add to a liter of water. While there is no Pepto-Bismol (Bismuth subsalicylate) product here, there is the equivalent of Tums, which is called Digene, and there is also Imodium, but I don’t recommend stopping up the pipes unless you are so dehydrated you are in danger, in which case, get yourself to the hospital.

In the medical kit I’d packed, I also had a broad spectrum antibiotic that my doctor in the U.S. had prescribed for traveler’s diarrhea, although my doctor here told me it was not the best choice for my condition. Regardless, something worked, because things started to get markedly better within twelve hours after popping my first pill. I now have a new prescription in my kit in case something happens again, but NO MORE STREET FOOD, especially not uncooked, and especially not after monsoon when the water supply is super dirty.

It’s Always a Summer Cold in Bombay

During my last visit with my daughter before taking off, I introduced her to the joys of using a neti pot. She loved it so much that I gave it to her because I knew, just knew, I could get another one easily in India. Wrong. As a matter of fact, not one person in the four chemist stores I visited knew what one was. The closest thing I could find was a plastic salt water solution that you shoot up your nose with no indication of how it will come out. And not cheap, either —300 rs. No thanks, I can get, like, six street dosa for that!

shop attendant hand mixes herbs at Kapiva Ayurvda in Breach Candy
The shop attendant conveniently mixed the three powdered herbs for me

On my miserable walk up to the grocery store and chemist, I found a neighborhood Kapiva Ayurveda herb store open,so I popped in to see if they had any neti pots. They did not, but the young man minding the counter called the doctor to find out what herbs I could take to help me. He gathered up four: sitopaladi churna, prawal pisti, giloy satwa, and laxmi vilas ras (nardia). The first three were powders, which he gracefully mixed together to form one that I was to make into a paste with honey to ingest after each meal; the laxmi vilas ras was in tablet form, and I was to take two after eating along with the herb honey paste. However, after doing some research on the web after I got home, I learned that the laxmi vilas ras had small amounts of strychnine in it and should be used only under a doctor’s close supervision, so I opted not to take that.

I have no idea about the reputation of these herbs, but the shopkeep assured me that they were made of the finest organic ingredients, and they seemed professionally packaged. I declined the more expensive herb with gold in it—sorry, but I’m dubious of the alchemical properties of gold in herbs—which brought the price down by a third. The total for all four herbs came to about $670 rs ($10.50 USD), including the jar of organic honey I bought. Not bad considering the cost for the same in the US would have been over $50 from my usual organic herb dealer. Now let’s just see if it works.

 

 

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R. A. Podar Ayurved Medical College in South Mumbai

Lord Dhanvantari welcomes students to the RA Podar Ayurvedic College in Mumbai
Lord Dhanvantari welcomes students outside the hospital entrance

Amid a lush garden of banyan trees, the stately yet somewhat decrepit R. A. Podar Ayurved Hospital just south of the Bandra-Worli Sea Link offers no-frills treatments for locals and foreigners alike at some of the lowest costs I have encountered for Ayurvedic care. I have visited the institution twice, with the first time being almost a year ago for virechana treatment, and the second time being a week ago for some vata pacifying herbs to help with my jet lag. Overall, I’d recommend this place as an option for treatment in Mumbai, but there are some caveats.

Virechana Treatment November 2016

Before my first visit, I began by filling out the online consultation form available on the college website, and I highly recommend taking this step first if you decide to go. I was able to correspond with an upper level professor at the college who arranged for me to see a doctor before I arrived.

The morning of my consultation, the doctor recommended virechana, and I was given a set of instructions for purvakarma, which is the preparation for treatment. For those of you who have not had virechana before, this is the treatment where you drink ghee every day in order to loosen the ama, or built-up toxins, in the body. My orders were to drink increasing amounts of ghee mixed with special salt for the week leading up to treatment. I had to ingest the ghee and salt mixture first thing every morning at home, and by the end I think I had worked up to drinking close to 100 ml or more at once, but I don’t recall the exact amount as I have buried this memory, along with the ones of bearing my child, deep in my subconscious.

The doctor at the clinic had warned me about the difficulties inherent in ghee drinking, but I thought it wouldn’t be too bad because I love ghee so much when it’s warmed and spread on chapatis or drizzled into dahl. Clearly I was in denial, because—I am not gonna lie—there’s nothing nice about drinking salted ghee first thing in the morning. By the time I had worked my way up to drinking the full amount, it was all I could do not to throw it all up as soon as I had choked it down. (Pro-tip: hold your nose closed and drink it as fast as you can.)

There is also a special diet to be followed, but after you drink a big swig of ghee first thing in the morning, nothing after that will look like a hardship. The diet is basically kitchari, steamed veggies, and light vegetable soups. If you are not staying in a place where you can do your own cooking, it will be hard to find what you need in a typical Indian restaurant as the amount of spice in practically everything will only provoke the pitta dosha, which is the imbalance virechena seeks to address.

I did pretty well at following the diet, aside from falling off the purvakarma wagon once for an amazing thali on the day we celebrate Thanksgiving in the United States. I also may have taken too much to heart the advice that I could snack between meals on chikki, a jaggery and nut or seed-sweetened snack available in markets (“chikki” may be the Hindi word for “crack”), but otherwise there were no major offenses.

After a week of cleansing, I showed up at the hospital for my treatment, which I was told would take the entire day. During my first visit the week prior, I had been massaged by two women PK specialists (there is no opposite-sex massage in true Ayurved) and treated to a session of svedana in their special steaming apparatus that looked like a cross between a beautiful wooden coffin and a tanning bed. This visit, I was again treated to a massage with medicated oil and steam before I started the treatment. If you’re a California gal like me, you might be tempted to strip down to nothing before you are massaged with oils, but I recommend you wear an old pair of panties because they really do want you to keep them on, as I found out the hard way.

hospital treatment room at R A Podar Ayurved Medical College in Mumbai
Private hospital room used during treatment

Massaged, steamed, and dressed again, an attendant took me to a hospital room to start the therapy. I had to drink some nasty concoction and then sit and wait for the pooping to begin. Be sure to bring a book, because there’s a lot of waiting. After a couple of hours and a couple more drinks, my bowels were still hanging on stubbornly, but after a third drink served with the attendant’s assurance that “this one will work,” I began to get some results. Finally, around 6 pm, I was pronounced fit enough to take a cab home.

For the following week, the doctor suggested continuing in the same detox diet while slowly introducing foods that are harder to digest. Again, I think I did pretty well, but it’s Bombay, and I’m a foodie, so there was a lot more cheating than during the purvakarma phase.

Did it work? Yes, I think it did. The symptoms of my primary complaint abated significantly, although they returned a couple of months later to a lesser degree. However, that may be due to the diet I followed while traveling in South America in the subsequent months, which mostly consisted of bread, cheese, coffee, and chocolate.

Podar Hospital Pros & Cons

First the good:

Cost: my entire treatment from consult to hospital stay was under rs 20,000, which was about $30 USD at the time.

Ease of use at facility: the hospital is well staffed with English speaking doctors and student practitioners, and they are welcoming to foreigners despite serving primarily to treat locals who are unable to afford more expensive treatment.

Authenticity: if you are from the US or another foreign country, it’s really cool to be able to see a real government-run Ayuvedic hospital from the inside.

Quality of care: as someone who is just starting to study Ayurved, the treatment seemed legitimate to me, although there was no examination during purvakarma to determine the level of oleation resulting from the ghee drinking. I was also impressed with the staff and doctors at the hospital in how I was treated and in the communication I received.

bathroom at R A Podar Ayurvedic Hospital in MumbaiAnd the maybe-not-so-good:

Ease of use at facility: this is not a spa, and you will have to stand in a queue with other folks to await your treatment. At times there is also a lack of privacy in discussing your medical issues as some consults will take place in rooms with other patients.

I had a private bathroom in my hospital room, but I think it was well known as a place to go pee for the workers there. Twice while I was in the room, employees entered the room without knocking and then went into my bathroom to use it. Being a whiny, uptight American, I complained, but let’s just say I’m glad that I didn’t need that bathroom during those interruptions.

Self-care during preparation: no one is going to hold your hand during all that ghee drinking, and no one will provide your meals. Patients must be prepared to follow the instructions for preparation and post-care or the treatment will not work as well.

 

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Ganesh Chaturthi 2017

Lord Dhanvantri might be the deity most frequently associated with Ayurveda, but Lord Ganesh is also said to know the ancient teachings of the practice. One of the most beloved gods in the Hindu religion, he is worshipped during the holiday of Ganesh Chaturthi all over India, but no where as lavishly as in Mumbai.

The festival this year begins on August 25 and runs for ten days, with the final dedication taking place on September 5, when thousands will walk from the shores of Chowpatty Beach into the Arabian Sea to submerge his likenesses into the water.

In Hindu mythology, Ganesh was created by Pavrati, the wife of Shiva, one of the three gods of the Hindu trinity (Brahman, Vishnu, & Shiva). Pavrati made Ganesh from some earth surrounding her bath, and afterward she asked him to guard her while she bathed. While he was guarding her, a god approached and demanded entry. This god was Shiva, and upon Ganesh’s refusal to let him in, Shiva cut off Ganesh’s head.

When Pavrati learned of her newly created son’s murder, she was inconsolable. Shiva ordered his men to search for a new head for Ganesh, but they could find only the head of a young elephant that had died. Shiva had to act quickly before the body of Ganesh decayed too much, so he accepted the elephant head, and, after affixing it to the body of his wife’s dead son, he brought the god back to life. In celebration of Ganesh’s reincarnation, his birthday is celebrated on the 4th day of the Hindu calendar month Bhadrapada. Typically this date coincides with some time in August or September. 

Known for removing obstacles to journeys or undertakings, Ganesh is the god frequently invoked when beginning something new. As this is a travel blog about healing through Ayurveda in India, it seems appropriate to begin this journey delighting in the energy of Lord Ganesh, the benefactor of writing and new beginnings.

 

 

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