My Lady Saraswati began her life as a river. The Saraswati River was a sacred ford in Vedic times, famous for the might of its rushing waters. My Lady is insistent that she was not some detached river spirit; she was the river. She and the river’s waters were one. Vedic sages petitioned the river itself, hoping that their words would come unbound and flowing, like the waters of the Saraswati, on whose banks they performed their rites.