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What a gift are the mistakes of others! So many times I have only seen my own mistake clearly when someone else makes the same mistake with me. Or my self-led learning has come only from lengthy observation of other people's failures. If everyone around me was uptight and prized perfection too much to make a move, I swear I would do nothing, know nothing at all, get nowhere. What a gift, for somebody to make mistakes with me.
I’m begging you to expand on your views on cannabis and its connection to Mokosh
Yes! Yes! You don't have to beg me here. I just want everyone to know, what is about to happen in this post is exactly the reason I can't make short videos.
I guess I want to start by... calibrating who we are talking about when we say "Mokosh". I will try to present the pieces of information we do have - you can make your own conclusions as to which sound true, however I find it is useful to frankly double check all available information now and again. To be completely frank, Slavic goddesses underwent a certain tradwification in the popular understanding that says more about the mythmakers than about the goddesses.
By that I mean that our current understanding of their potential character or sphere of influence seems to have shifted towards the image of a hearth-keeper and a Traditional (in the sense of the modern ideology) wife.
Anyway.
So, what do we have de facto: she was apparently the only goddess mentioned in the Pantheon of Volodymyr, which possibly might have been a calque from another foreign list of gods in place of Astarte. One quote mentions her before stating that pagan worshipers engaged in masturbation. This mention may have been a separate statement, or may have been added in relation to her cult. In one source the author is potentially making a parallel between Mokosh and Hekate by mentioning them next to each other in his condemnation of local pagan holdovers. I will mention, the sentence is ambiguous, and might also point to an unknown local goddess that was for come reason equated with Hekate. Her name, Mokosh, is generally understood to be derived from the word "wet", and water is an element that likewise tends to connect the earth, our life on this side, and Underworld forces.
It is very possible that the spinner and women's labour imagery has entered her identity with the introduction of St. Paraskeva. In any case, both earth fertility and harvest, water, and even the products of spinning and weaving are all connected to the cult of the dead in Slavic cultures. All this together paints a picture of her as something much more primal and chthonic than what we usually describe her as. In that sense, she is, as far as her spheres of potential influence are concerned, seems very much alike Veles.
And as I have talked about before, to me the presence of Mokosh is in some ways a continuance of Api, the Scythian "Gaia", who herself is often linked to the ancestral Snake-Legged Goddess.
All that out of the way (phew!), let's just explore where there threads might lead us.
Fist and foremost, as the screenshot mentions, the consensus etymology of the word "cannabis" links it linguistically and culturally to the Scythians. Of course the nature and presence of their gods and their spirituality did not vanish once we started calling our experiences on the same land with other names.
The potential link to funeral rites is also particularly fascinating in the light of the underworld connection I discussed before.
Now, I find the link to self-pleasure and its core association with fertility of living things personally very true, but I would question the centrality of agriculture as such in our interpretations. In this aspect, cannabis can stand as a teacher of joy and satisfaction. For the earth to produce crops and for our cattle to bring in their young, this principle by necessity must exist in the parts of nature that are nor bringing us profit, otherwise our relationship becomes exploitative. In that sense Mokosh holds the realignment towards work with the natural forces and the understanding that every living thing in nature that is not burdened by existential overthinking truly strives to act from a place of satisfaction and pleasure.
And I want to circle back to Mokosh's role as a spinner. Now, as I mentioned, it is possible the reference may have arrived from the Christinized layer of spirituality, however, it does not mean we must dismiss it as untrue, or that Mokosh herself does not seem to show an affinity to the textile arts and their symbolism. Textiles are also a traditional offering to Rusalkas. Now, the primary imagery here is that of sheep and wool, however, there is really no source or reason that would suggest that is somehow the only fiber source legitimately connected to Mokosh. I would argue that in a lot of folklore, Ukrainian folk songs in particular for example, hemp is both mentioned frequently in love divination and nature renewal narratives, and is often connected with feminine imagery. Honestly, it is quite possible we are missing out simply because hemp plants is apparently not something you bring up in polite society.
So I hope you made it to the end, stranger, and that this satisfies your curiosity.
shoutout all my neurodivergent folk who Dont have autism or adhd
hey fellow autistic folk and adhders. this post isn't about you. this post is about all the other neurodivergence that is specifically Not autism or adhd. maybe the clearest post on the site about that actually. i'm autistic and have adhd too, but this post is specifically not about that. stop making it about your autism or your adhd.
it's about npd, bpd, psychosis, schizophrenia, dyslexia, dyscalculia, dyspraxia, dysgraphia, epilepsy, DLD, did, osdd (and any other plurality/multiplicity), depression, brain damage, anxiety, tourettes, down syndrome, ptsd, and everything else. it's specifically about neurodivergence that ISNT autism or adhd.
many such foolish cases :)
Anyway, a lotta ink has been spilled about the lie of Ballerina Farm/Hannah Neeleman and her JetBlue-heir husband pretending that a small farm is financially viable without significant outside income. She sells that pioneer myth by actually selling something called bone broth hot cocoa at $46 a bag. (Gross.)
But in all the outrage about Neeleman, I haven't seen anyone compare her to the original tradwife liar, Laura Ingalls Wilder.
I'm not referring to the Little House on the Prairie children's book series, which were actually pretty open about how poor the Ingalls family was and how many times they almost died through illness/extreme weather/starvation on that homestead stolen from Native Americans. Those novels include plenty of nostalgia and manifest destiny and libertarianism, but Ma Ingalls clearly hates being out on the homestead isolated from their neighbors. That's not trad-wife content. Maybe trad-child content.
No, long before Wilder published her first children's book in 1932, she had a regular column in papers like the Missouri Ruralist and Farmer's Week in the 1910s/20s, where she would write 500-word pieces such as:
"The March of Progress"
"Classed as Illiterates"
"The Wanton Destruction of Trees"
"Kinfolks or Mere Relations?"
"Let's Not Depend on Experts"
"When Proverbs Quarrel"
"The Hidden Cost of Getting What We Want"
"Don't Call on The Government All of the Time"
"The Armor of a Smile"
Those are all real essay titles -- I've read them; you can too -- and the content is exactly what you'd expect: folksy, gently humorous, self-effacing, lite-Christian inspirational, suspicious of city life, glorifying backbreaking physical labor, full of housekeeping tips. Any single one of them could be easily repurposed into a Ballerina Farm IG caption or a TikTok voiceover with a quick edit: nothing new under the sun.
And just like Neeleman lies by omission about how their farm books are balanced, Wilder lied by omission about her own account books. Her husband Almanzo Wilder was partially paralyzed by diphtheria after their marriage and couldn't physically manage a farm alone. Caroline Fraser notes that Almanzo's parents (themselves wealthy farmers) had to pay off the mortgage on the Missouri farm or Laura and Almanzo would not have kept the property. Even with that financial help, they had a lot of rough years and it was Laura's side hustles -- selling eggs, clerking, writing columns lying about the rewarding joy of farming -- that kept them afloat. Eventually she started publishing full-length novels and their success finally put them in the black.
I don't expect every modern cottagecore critic to memorize the biographies of historical farmfluencers like Wilder. I do want an acknowledgement that social media is a new vehicle for a very old phenomenon. Tradwife farming content is part of the foundational myth of USAmerican culture, not late-stage capitalism brainrot or whatever. We have always been like this, and canceling Ballerina Farm or deleting TikTok off your phone won't solve it. We've got to address Christian patriarchal settler-colonialism at the root.
equally important is the fact that Wilder co-wrote most of her books with her daughter, even MORE ardent libertarian Rose Wilder Lane. Who had not experienced the pioneer life firsthand as her mother did, and who is believed to have heavily fictionalized Wilder's experiences in the Little House books
(Lane did some interesting and unexpected things, I will say, like being a staunch anti-racist and refusing a ration card during WWII...so she and her neighbors could start a cooperative farm to support themselves instead. the irony of this was apparently lost on her
another place to look for the origins of the tradwife myth in history is the idea of the Perfect Colonial Farm Wife. first appearing in disapproving "women today, honestly" pop culture of the 19th century, this image of the pre-Revolution or Revolutionary American wife ran a totally self-sustaining farm- something only a VERY small minority of extremely poor and extremely rural women actually did, at any point in colonial North American history
this is why the spinning wheel is ubiquitous in later images of Colonial households. and the idea that housewives in the Olden Days did everything on their own has lately been given a progressive coat of paint with things like that post about how wanting well-fitting clothing is Bad because that only existed when housewives made all their family's clothes 100% of the time (spoiler: very seldom a reality in the US or North American colonies; most women didn't know HOW to make fitted adult clothes)
the number of American women in their 30s who are one "DM the word ALIGNMENT to start your journey" away from starting/joining some Heaven's Gate shit via Instagram is concerning
we gotta start distributing free tarot cards and divining rods nationwide or something because people can literally do all that shit at home alone without the direction of some narcissist with a quartz necklace who doesn't have custody of her kids
If you are a white person in a racialized person’s life, especially as a partner or close friend, you should go out of your way to ask regularly “hey is there anything you have been holding on to that I did?” and critically both fix it and NOT DO ANYTHING TO PUNISH THEM FOR TELLING YOU.
As a white person raised in a white supremacist society, you’re gonna fuck up sometimes. That’s just a fact. But racialized people often aren’t able/comfortable speaking up when y’all do some shit because of the power imbalance/not feeling up to educating when you may be resistant/don’t think the “fight” will be Worth It.
Show initiative without making it A Struggle or playing the white guilt card. Show you actually care about them, their struggles, and the way you interact with them BEFORE they have to have a bigger Conversation with you, beyond when they need to yell about someone else being racist.
And for fucks sake if they’re making/showing you something from their culture fucking act like you realize the importance of that, that they’re showing you shows they grew up with or making you food they made with their families, that they’re letting you in and trusting you more than other whites in their life.
This would honestly be life changing for me. The idea came up because I feel so incapable of telling the people in my life when they do racist shit. And like furthermore, actually respond beyond just an I'm sorry. Like for the love of god actually internalize the shit the Black and Brown folks say to you.
something white people (and nonblack people of colour) need to know is that if your friend of colour comes up to you to tell you that you were being racist in some way or another, that is an act of trust.
to elaborate: if they dont trust you to react well to criticism about your behaviour, they wont say fucking shit to you. theyll just silently absorb it until they cant take it anymore. do you know just how many microaggressions and casual acts of racism are tolerated every day by the poc around you? probably not!
your friend saying "hey that was kinda racist :/" is you being given a chance to apologize to them and do better, rather than you getting relegated to being Yet Another Source Of Pain.
Hello gorgeous! What would you say has aided you most in honing the skill of reading cards?
Okay, I have a good one. You know, practice readings and books are good, but the trick is this: that little voice whispering out of nowhere information in your mind? The seemingly random ideas and sensations? Cultivate the audacity to say that aloud.
The Ukrainian saying in the title of this post means “neither here, nor there”, really. Beyond its surface structure, it reveals an amusing
What if what is being re-birthed is the immanent Presence of the gods, not extra design options for the same fearful, dogmatic tactics?
TL:DR Slavic Paganism is not supposed to sound like "obey God and the man in charge and you will go to Heaven" in different words.
If no one is coming to save you that also means no one is coming to stop you either.
Rules that are not easily enforceable will not be followed
draw it bad and draw it weird and draw it catered only to yourself and draw it wobbly and draw it too small and draw it with the default brush and draw it without using references and draw it and leave it unfinished and draw it for the first time and draw it
youre literally allowed to do anything u want forever. i hope this helps
accept the fact that youre not necessarily going to be happy with the end result and allow yourself to draw it anyway. hope this helps
The fear of how you are seen, the fear of what you are, is solved by accepting it all the way: you are seen in all possible ways at all times, which means you really are all possible beings at all times.
Brook Ziporyn, Emptiness and Omnipresence: An Essential Introduction to Tiantai Buddhism
Training my nervous system to choose an unfamiliar heaven instead of a familiar hell
you will struggle to say the unsayable thing for five years straight. and then it will suddenly become easy on a Wednesday morning
scroll the notes of this post for a truly beautiful slice of the human experience.
