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If you love atmospheric magical realism rooted in Slavic mythology where the monsters just might be the heroes and women are stronger then they know, you've found your place by the fire.


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When Women Drown and Rise Again: The Mythic Power of the Rusalka

From sorrow to sovereignty: unveiling unstoppable feminine power

Trigger Warning: This essay discusses topics related to suicide, murder, and death, particularly in the context of Slavic folklore surrounding the Rusalka. Reader discretion is advised.

The Rusalka

Załaskotany (cykl Rusałki) by Jacek Malczewski, 1888

Origins and Symbolism

Drown not your sorrow, lest it walk the earth again.

In Slavic mythology, spirits are believed to inhabit every part of the world, from home and hearth to the elements of the natural environment. Among these spirits are the rusalka, water sirens, who dwell in rivers, lakes, and streams. Unlike many mythological creatures, rusalka are not naturally occurring beings: rather, they are born from tragedy. A rusalka is created through the drowning death of a woman, whether by murder or suicide. These restless souls embody sorrow, injustice, and unfulfilled potential. Many link their death to abandonment often citing unwanted pregnancies or acts of violence at the hands of men. Returning from death as powerful spirits, rusalka are granted the ability to take the vengeance they could not achieve in life by luring men to their deaths. Although they are often portrayed as dangerous entities, a closer examination of the myths reveals deeper themes of feminine power, the cycles of nature, and the consequences of patriarchal violence.

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January 2026:

Baba Yaga and the Making of Heroes

Trial, Transformation and Liminal Power in Slavic Myth

Introduction

Baba Yaga stands at the center of Slavic mythology as one of its most enduring and misunderstood figures. Especially in Western retellings, people often reduce her to a crude caricature of a child-eating witch, a cannibal lurking in the woods, a monster to be slain or escaped. This simplification strips her of her true mythic function. Baba Yaga is not merely a villain. She is a threshold keeper and a force of transformation.

Her fearsome reputation arises not from senseless cruelty but from her position at the boundary between life and death. Baba Yaga is not one thing, and her contradictions make her terrifying to those who seek certainty and safety. She devours, but she devours ignorance. She destroys, but only what refuses to change. Baba Yaga is life that feeds on death and decay that nourishes rebirth. She recycles what is no longer viable into something new.

Which Baba Yaga one encounters depends entirely on what the seeker brings with them. If someone approaches her with arrogance, entitlement, or laziness, Baba Yaga consumes them. They transform if they listen, adapt, and endure. Those who survive Baba Yaga do not simply escape her, but they emerge as heroes of their own stories. Baba Yaga functions as a liminal guardian whose trials legitimize the hero’s journey and mark the passage into maturity, wisdom, and power.



November 2025:

The Hut that Tests the Soul

Baba Yaga's Hut: More than a Home

Deep in the Slavic forest stands a house unlike any other. It perches on chicken legs, turning endlessly as if caught between the worlds. Those who stumble upon it feel the earth tilt beneath them because this is no ordinary dwelling. It is Baba Yaga’s hut, a living threshold, a riddle wrapped in feather and bone. To enter it is to risk everything, for the house itself decides who is worthy to cross from life into mystery.

Few images in Slavic folklore are as strange or as unforgettable as Baba Yaga’s hut. The crooked little house perches high on chicken legs, spinning endlessly in the dark forest. It sounds like something from a fever dream, yet to those who know the old stories, it is far more than a grotesque curiosity.

The hut is not merely a dwelling. It is a living threshold, a symbol of initiation and transformation. The house straddles the thin line between life and death.
















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