Saturday, 12 February 2011

ayurvedic ninjas

my little hut and terrace
Finally warmed through after arriving here 2 days ago unable to remember my own name.  I have a nice little room with a private terrace and a view of the sea. This is not my first trip to an ayurvedic resort, so I was quite prepared to see people shuffling around in dressing gowns.  However, this is the first ninja ayurvedic resort I have visited.  As well as the dressing gowns which look a bit like long grey martial arts kimonos, they are wearing white bands round their heads with either white cloth, or a banana leaf covering the crown.  They also have warrior type markings on their forehead and neck.


The doctor shook her head from side to side and told me that my energy is quite well balanced and my immune system is strong.  She then set about drawing up a  programme to shift my 5% excess of one kind of energy back to where it belongs.  Fine with me as long as that programme includes shirodhara.  More about shirodhara later.  Beena and Bindhu would be in charge from now on.


In the afternoon someone knocked at my door with "medicines, Madam"  and handed me a bag of herbal drugs to be taken before and after food.  The package includes a bottle of bitter brown sludge of which 3 tablespoons 3 times daily. I have taken this stuff before.  Not this time.  It is vile.  I will not take it. I only have to decide whether to leave it unconsumed as a symbol of defiance, or tip a little down the sink each day to feign compliance.


The first "treatment" was a thumping from Beena and a subtle re-arrangement of my skeleton.  Next day, Beena and Bindhu ganged up on me and thumped me again.  When I screamed, Beena would ask "Is pain?"  I soon learn that answering yes to "is pain?" only encourages them to inflict more pain.  You have to suffer the pain to earn the shirodhara. And so, I got my shirodhara.  Warm oil is poured rhythmically on the forehead for about 45 minutes. Very relaxing.  By now it was 8.30pm.  The restaurant closes at 9, and so I had to go for dinner in the kimono and ninja head gear.  I had arrived.


some ninjas snapped unawares

3 comments:

  1. And this would be your holiday....??? I though I was the biggest masochist going when it came to "holidays"! Hope the detox is going apace, and you're settling into it all. Keep the stories coming!

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  2. Certainly sounds different - good for you, do hope its doing some good!

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  3. Please don't stop suffering one way or other!And use the 5% writing further...:)

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