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Severnayan

Severnayans:

Old­est cul­ture sub­summed by Vlad. Most­ly peasents. Live in large south­ern steppes. Most nu­mer­ous cul­ture in No­vo­ka. Main­stay of No­vo­ka army and farm­er­s. A very few knights are pro­mot­ed. Hedge mag­ic (her­mit­s, mid­wifes, witch­es) abound­s. Hold on­to old ways (Druid/­Pa­gen), but large ar­eas em­brace True God. dvo­ev­er­ie (d­vo­h-ev-­VAIR-rye­h) or “dou­ble-­faith” Life de­pend­ed on the rhythms of work­ing the soil. There is re­spect for el­der­s, for the de­ceased; love for chil­dren, love of na­ture and an­i­mal­s. pa­gan rit­u­al sym­bol­iz­ing re­new­al and re­birth which is still prac­ticed is the dye­ing of eggs. Us­ing wax, girls drew sym­bol­ic de­signs on eggs, dipped them in­to dye, melt­ed the wax to ex­pose the or­na­men­t, and pre­sent­ed these mag­i­cal ob­jects to loved ones. Tra­di­tion­al­ly, peo­ple dec­o­rat­ed their homes with green tree branch­es and fra­grant herb­s. This was a day for for­tune-telling. Girls wove gar­lands and float­ed them in a riv­er or stream. They watched as the wreaths drift­ed away, wish­ing that a hand­some young man would find the gar­land, It is al­so note­wor­thy that the com­mon man is free to protest and ques­tion the priests and their in­ter­pre­ta­tions of Di­vine will.

An­oth­er im­por­tant part of Slav­ic rit­u­al is the fu­ner­al meal. A huge feast was pre­pared and brought to the cemetary where it was eat­en amidst much wail­ing and laugh­ter. Food was al­ways left for the dead. In East­ern Eu­ro­pean rit­u­al, fu­ner­al and fer­til­i­ty rites are in­ter­twined. Volos, a god of the herd­s, is be­lieved by many to be the same god as Ve­les, an un­der­world de­ity.

Festivals

New Year’s Day

Orig­i­nal­ly on the Win­ter Sol­stice, New years was con­sid­ered the most pow­er­ful time for div­ina­tion.

Spring Festival Strinennia

Mar 9th. Clay im­ages of larks were made, their heads smeared with hon­ey and stuck with tin­sel. They were car­ried around the vil­lage amidst the singing of ves­n­janki, in­vo­ca­tions to Spring. Birds were thought to bring the Spring with them up­on their re­turn. Chil­dren were giv­en pas­tries shaped like birds to toss in­to the air while say­ing “The rooks have come.”. Some­times the pas­tries were tied to poles in the gar­den. The bak­ing of these pas­tries was to en­sure that the birds would re­turn.

Oh lit­tle bee, Ar­dent bee! Fly out be­yond the sea. Get out the keys, the gold­en keys. Lock up win­ter, cold win­ter Un­lock sum­mer, warm sum­mer. Warm sum­mer - A sum­mer fer­tile in grain.

Krasnaja Gorka

beau­ti­ful” or “red” hillock - the Sun­day af­ter East­er. In Rus­si­a, a wom­an hold­ing a red egg and round loaf of bread would face East and sing a spring song which the cho­rus then took up. Af­ter­ward, a doll rep­re­sent­ing Marzena, grand­moth­er Win­ter, was car­ried to the edge of the vil­lage and thrown out or de­stroyed. Xorovod­s, Rus­sian cir­cle dances, start­ed on this day as well as were Spring game songs; A fe­male per­former would en­ter the cen­ter of a cir­cle and mime the sow­ing, pulling, spread­ing, etc..of the flax all the way up to the spin­ning. She and all those in the cir­cle would sing:

Maslen­it­sa was con­sid­ered to be a time for pu­rifi­ca­tion. All salt was pre­pared for the com­ing year, as salt was used for cleans­ing and cu­ra­tive pur­pos­es. Rit­u­al baths to pre­pare for the on­com­ing work in the fields were al­so tak­en be­fore sun­rise and fol­lowed with fu­mi­ga­tion in the smoke of the ju­niper.

Radunica - (Rah-doo-NEET-sa)

The sec­ond Tues­day af­ter East­er. This hol­i­day was orig­i­nal­ly known as Nav Di­en (Day of the Dead) and was a bi-an­nu­al hol­i­day to cel­e­brate the an­ces­tors. The orig­i­nal dates of these two hol­i­days were prob­a­bly May eve and No­vem­ber eve - cross-quar­ter dates. Usu­al­ly feast­ing and cel­e­brat­ing oc­cured in the cemetaries among much rit­u­al wail­ing. Of­fer­ings, of­ten of eggs, were left to the dead.

Kupalo - (Coo-PAH-loh)

the Cel­e­bra­tion of the sum­mer sol­stice. Ku­pa­lo comes from the verb ku­pati which means “to bathe” and mass baths were tak­en on the morn­ing of this hol­i­day. On this hol­i­day, the sun sup­pos­ed­ly bathed by dip­ping in­to the wa­ters at the hori­zon. This im­bued all wa­ter with his pow­er and there­fore, those who bathed on this day would ab­sorb some of that pow­er.

Fire was sa­cred to the an­cient Slavs and fires were nev­er al­lowed to go out. In the sanc­tu­ar­ies, fires were tend­ed by the priests and in the home, guard­ed by the moth­er. On the eve of Ku­palo, how­ev­er, all fires were ex­tin­quished and rekin­dled with “new fire”. New fire was cre­at­ed by fric­tion. A peg was ro­tat­ed with­in a hole in a block of wood made es­pe­cial­ly for this pur­pose. In some ar­eas, an­i­mals were sac­ri­ficed on Ku­palo’s eve and a feast pre­pared of them en­tire­ly by men was shared as a com­mu­nal meal. Bon­fires were lit and cou­ples jumped over them. It was con­sid­ered a good omen and pre­dic­tion of mar­riage if a young cou­ple could jump the flame with­out let­ting go of each oth­er’s hand. Cat­tle was chased through the fires in or­der to en­sure their fer­til­i­ty.

Ku­pa­lo was con­sid­ered the most pow­er­ful time to gath­er both mag­i­cal and medic­i­nal plants. It was con­sid­ered the on­ly time to gath­er the mag­i­cal fire-fer­n. On Ku­palo’s eve, the flow­er of the fern was said to climb up the plant and burst in­to bloom. Any­one who ob­tained it would gain mag­i­cal pow­ers in­clud­ing the abil­i­ty to find trea­sures. To gath­er the her­b, one must draw a mag­ic cir­cle around the plant and ig­nore the taunts of the demons who would try to fright­en them of­f. Ku­pa­lo marked the end of the “Spring fes­ti­val” pe­ri­od which start­ed in the be­gin­ning of March.

Au­tumn

St. Ilia’s Day

Au­gust 2nd. In the Ukraine, this day marked the be­gin­ning of au­tum­n. It was said “Un­til din­ner, it’s sum­mer. Af­ter din­ner, it’s au­tum­n.” Il­ia is close­ly re­lat­ed to Pe­run and this was most prob­a­bly one of Pe­run’s holy days. Af­ter this day, no swim­ming was al­lowed as Il­ia will curse any­one he finds swim­ming af­ter his feast day.

a small patch of field that was left un­cut. The spir­it of the har­vest was said to pre­cede the reapers and hide in the un­cut grain. This small patch was re­ferred to as the “beard” of Volos, the God of an­i­mals and wealth. The un­cut sheaves of wheat in “Volos’ beard” were dec­o­rat­ed with rib­bons and the heads were bent to­ward the ground in a rit­u­al called “The curl­ing ofthe beard”. This was be­lieved to send the spir­it of the har­vest back to the Earth. Salt and bread, tra­di­tion­al sym­bols of hos­pi­tal­i­ty were left as of­fer­ings to Volos’ beard.

Rusal’naia Week - (Roo-sahl-NIE-ya)

orig­i­nal­ly just af­ter May eve, this hol­i­day was lat­er cel­e­brat­ed on the 7th or 8th week af­ter East­er. The hol­i­day was pos­si­bly named af­ter the Ro­man hol­i­day Ros­ali­a. Dur­ing this week the Rusalk­i, fe­male wa­ter spir­it­s, were said to leave the rivers and go to the forests and field­s. Birch­es were con­sid­ered a source of veg­e­ta­tive pow­er and homes were dec­o­rat­ed with birch branch­es, both in­side and out.

On the Wednes­day of this week, girls would go in­to the forests and choose and mark the birch­es. The fol­low­ing day, Semik, bring­ing fried eggs (omelettes) & beer, they would dec­o­rate the cho­sen trees with flow­er­s. One spe­cial birch would be chosed and “curled”. That is, the ends of the twigs would be knot­ted and twist­ed to form wreath­s. The fried eggs would be placed around it while Semick­a­jas (songs sung on­ly at Semik) were sung. Then the ku­mit’s­ja cer­e­mo­ny would be held: The girls would kiss each oth­er through wreaths on the birch tree and swear an oath of friend­ship. This spell was be­lieved to en­sure that they would be friends for life or, “ku­mas”.

This tree was some­times left in the forest, and some­times cut down and brought in­to the vil­lage. No males were al­lowed to touch the tree. The tree might be dressed in wom­an’s cloth­ing and/or stripped of its low­er branch­es. Some­times this tree was set up in a home as a guest. If left in the forest, its tip might be bent down and tied to the grass, en­sur­ing that its sa­cred en­er­gy would re­turn to the earth. Girls would sing and dance the xorovod around the tree.

Ban­ish­ings of the Rusal­ki were per­formed dur­ing Rusal’­na­ia. Dolls of them were made and rit­u­al­ly torn apart in the grain field­s.

On the Sun­day of this week, girls would per­form memo­ri­al rites on the graves of their par­ents and af­ter­ward di­vide eggs among their fam­i­ly mem­ber­s. Then the sa­cred birch tree was re­moved from the vil­lage and tossed in­to a lo­cal riv­er or stream. Girls would take wreaths from their heads and toss them in af­ter the birch. If their wreath float­ed of­f, love was to come from the di­rec­tion the wreath float­ed to­ward. If the wreath sunk, the girl was sup­posed to die with­in the fol­low­ing year. If it cir­cled, mis­for­tune would come.

I, a young girl, am go­ing to the qui­et mead­ow, the qui­et mead­ow. To the qui­et mead­ow, to a lit­tle birch. I, a young girl, will pick a blue corn­flow­er, A lit­tle blue corn­flow­er, a corn­flow­er. I, a young girl, will weave a wreath. I, a young girl, will go to the riv­er. I will throw the wreath down the riv­er. I will think about my sweet­heart My wreath is drown­ing, drown­ing. My heart is aching, aching. My wreath will drown. My sweet­heart will aban­don me.