#mokosha

[zmiyina]

MAkosh, a diptych

All-fertile, all-knowing.

[temple-of-perunika]

Digital offering for

Mokosh

Mokosh, our Mother, our beloved goddess of the Earth, protector of women, please feed us with your love and support as this mother chicken feeds her chicks.

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And sketches of Swara, Mokosza, main trio (Perun,Mokosza,Weles), portraits - Marzanna and Łada, and Weles <3

everyone are mine

[zmiyina]

Slavic Pagan Gods and Scythian Genealogical Myth

What I propose here is a reconstruction from the past. We usually resort to the exploration of recent folklore as a direct descendant of Sla

Some thoughts about Mokosh, Svaroh, and Dazhboh, and why I will always associate Mother Mokosh with snakes<3

[zmiyina]

One of my favourite things is pouring into a rooted ancestral practice that centers women and is nourishing to women. For most of our known ancestresses, it was probably not possible, but we are here now.

This includes exploring the depth that our Old Gods can truly offer. This is some elaboration on the goddess Mokosh, and who walked this land before her.

[temple-of-perunika]

Glory to Mokosh!

Mokosh, our mother, our divine goddess, who has protected our women for centuries, and centuries.

Hear my prayer, and protect me from all evil. Grant me your godly and motherly love, as i am your loyal follower, and your child.

[temple-of-perunika]

Glory to Mokosh,

Our beautiful mother goddess. 🌹

[wanderingthroughmythology]

Mokosha, the Moist Mother Earth

Mokosha lives her life surrounded by green. Green clothes, natural green food, even moss colored eyes that shine from her round face. But most of all, the green plants that cover every surface of her house and yard. It is like she lives in a jungle, so leafy and full that sometimes you can’t even see her among the life that grows. Cacti, succulents, herbs, flowers, all lovingly taken care of with a mother’s touch. They all flourish under her green thumb, growing towards the sun that is her face. And when they are ready, when the fruit is blushing and the vegetables are heavy, Mokosha puts them all in her straw basket and gives them out to the homeless, children, anyone. It is not only the plants that Mokosha takes care of, but the world.