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Calm Incense Sticks
Make of: Early morning grass · Cedar · Moss
25 sticks • 40 mins each • Charcoal-free
Make space for a warm embrace.
Allow the gradual unfurling of scent to guide you into calm. This is more than incense—it’s a ritual to anchor your space and quiet your mind.
Let the wind-horse carry the blessing of wealth and fortune directly to you.
FRAGRANCE
Himalayan high-altitude cypress, Nepalese cedar flowers, nanmu binder powder
DESCRIPTION
Three Epics of the Wind: Dawn frost-grass, midday kiln-roasted tsampa, dusk campfire tea-smoke—all gathered by monks and compressed into one burnable narrative. Ignite it: the fresh shoots unfold first, then the warm sweetness of roasted barley, and concludes with the leathery echo of the Tea-Horse Road—a scent that lingers like a distant canyon wind in the falling ash.
Sanctum Tathaa sources premium, natural ingredients from Mustang, Nepal, employing long-cherished, traditional techniques to craft incenses of exceptional quality.
DETAILS
Diameter 3 mm, length 10.5 cm, net wt. 15 g; includes a Himalayan mineral-ore incense holder and a sheet of blessing mantras
TATHAA CARE
Naturally sourced, hand-rolled incense sticks; upholding the secret blessing tradition of Mustang’s Nyingma school of Tibetan Buddhism, refined for modern life.
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Following the rhythm of solar terms and environmental shifts, the monks craft incense formulas by hand, blending them.
Each wisp of fragrance resonates with the pulse of nature and inner tranquility. Light it, and begin a uniquely present moment of olfactory meditation.
The Scented Narrative
Cedar
Early morning grass
Moss
The Incense Journey
Deep in the arid canyons of Mustang, the Kali Gandaki River is the land's only pulse.
Before the monsoonarrives, monks from Guanru Temple walk along the exposed riverbed,gathering bluish-gray rock salt from itsdepths. Blended with rainwater, it releases a crisp, clear aura-like the ancient ocean's last tear.
After the briefrainy season, wild yew berries settle among the pebbles, and pale purple meconopsis emerge from cracks inthe cliffs.
Handmade & Heartfelt
While crafting the incense, the monks close their eyes and listen to the rhythm of raindrops striking stone.
first urgent like whispered mantras, then slowing like chanted sutras, finally seeping softly into the crevices.
Yewberry pulp soaks into Himalayan salt crystals, then ground together with mineral-rich sand from the riverbed.
A Scented Pilgrimage
When the incense is lit, the first wave is clear and crisp,like rain washing berries over the tongue.
Next, thesool, moist scent of meconopsis petals, damp with morning mist,echoes like chanting between canyon walls.
At last, it settles into the deep scent of millennia-old sedimentary rock-as if the breath of an ancient rivervalley has condensed into a fragrance one can hear with the soul.
Let the flowing water carry away the dust ofthe world, allow body and mind to become clear and luminous, like salt crystals purified by time.