Last night I ran across the following mantra for curing migraines while reading Philip Lutgendorf' Hanuman's Tale: The Messages of a Divine Monkey. It reminds me of some of the Pow Wow (Pennslyvania Dutch) and the Runic magic that I have seen for the same health issue.
[To be recited seven times while blowing the ash of burned cow dung in the afflicated person's face]
Om salutaions! Born in the forest, monkeys climb trees, leap from branch to branch and eat raw, wild fruits. Half they tear, half they split, half they let fall. When Hanuman-ji roars, migraine goes away!