Thangka of Gaṇapati
by: Navneeth Krishna M | June 28, 2025
Every cycle begins with a spark. Before the momentum of progress, there is a pause — a breathless stillness — and then a flame, flickering with the audacity to begin. Beginnings are sacred. They are messy, radiant, unsure, courageous. And in every culture, mythology, and philosophy, the beginning is honored not as an afterthought but as the moment that changes everything.
In Sanātana Dharma, beginnings belong to Gaṇapati — the lord of thresholds, the sentinel of new endeavors. His very name speaks of command, of leadership. Before any yajña, journey, poem, or life-change, we invoke him. He is not the middle. He is not the end. He is the One Who Starts. And in that, he is the most relevant of all.
The cosmic wheel turns — and where does it begin? Not in Karkaṭa or Makara, but with Meṣa, Aries, the Ram. This fiery sign charges forward, horns-first, into the unknown. Meṣa is ruled by Maṅgala (Mars), the red and forceful one — but even before that, it is animated by the Aśvinī Kumāras, twin horse-headed deities of healing and divine speed. They are the physicians of the devas, but more importantly, they are the first nakṣatra — the first cosmic step.
Aśvinī is fast. It doesn’t wait. It gallops. And isn’t that what a beginning demands? Not certainty. Not even a plan. Just motion.
In the rhythm of nature, Vasanta (spring) is the first breath after a long-held silence. The earth cracks open with crocuses and promises. Trees remember they were once bare, and now bloom without shame. Spring is not perfect. It is wet, wild, unformed — and it is alive.
Everything begins here. The Vedas place Vasanta as the starting point of rituals. The world doesn’t begin in śīta (winter)’s elegance or śarad (autumn)’s melancholy. It begins when pollen floats like ideas. It begins when the world dares to be new again.
In the world of symbols, 1 is never just a digit. It is the original point. It is eka — the unity before all plurality. The unmanifest spark that becomes duality, creation, and multiplicity.
In metaphysics, eka is the bīja — the seed. In time, it is the first day. In breath, it is the pūraka — the inhale. To begin anything, we must first face the daunting, divine challenge of becoming one-pointed. To gather scattered thoughts, doubts, and fears into a single, focused intention — and leap.
Whatever you are starting — a project, a prayer, a new habit, a bold change — pause for a moment and honor the sheer miracle of beginning. Because once you begin, the universe changes. And that is no small thing.
अस्मान्त्सु तत्र चोदयेद्र रायॆ रभस्वतः ।
तुविद्युम्न यशस्वतः ॥१.९.६॥
asmāntsu tatra codaye ‘ndra rāye rabhasvataḥ |
tuvidyumna yaśasvataḥ || 1.9.6 ||
“Inspire us there, O Indra, to wealth, zeal, splendor, and fame.”
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