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For middle school children

Once upon a time there lived a peasant, Meshko the peasant, in a green forest. He was famous for his strength - he went to bears with only a spear.

He had three sons. The elders, the swineherds, considered themselves smart, but called their younger brother, Janek, a fool.

Meshko the man lived not richly. One day he had three loaves of bread, three pennies of money, three onions and a ham left before the harvest.

And it so happened that the youngest son Janek stabbed his leg in the forest and returned home. But there was no one at home.

Janek saw a woman walking along the road and crying, and the guys were trailing behind her. Janek asked the woman where she was coming from.

The woman said that their place was attacked by the king of the Scary Mountain, Bimbashi, who burned and destroyed everything. Those of the people who did not have time to escape were completely driven away by Bimbashi. She and her children escaped, and now they have nothing to eat.

Janek took pity on the woman and the boys and gave them three loaves of bread, leaving only a small bun in the oven.

Janek sees a warrior walking along the road. He walks on crutches and groans. Janek asked where he was going and why he was moaning.

The warrior told Janek that he fought with Bimbashi in a duel. He was about to win, but the damned Bimbashi hit him with a poisoned sword.

“Don’t worry,” said Janek, “go to Gniezno.” A famous doctor lives there. For two pennies she will sell you the cross-grass, and that magic herb will immediately heal your wounds.

Oh, I have neither red gold, nor white silver, nor black copper - I have nothing to buy magic herb with! - answered the warrior and wandered further along the road.

And Janek went into the hut, opened a painted chest, took out a canvas rag with pennies tied up, caught up with the warrior and gave him the money.

“You,” he says, “fought for your native land.” Helping you is happiness.

Janek had just returned to the hut when he saw good fellows coming, bows on their shoulders, swords in their belts. They are going to fight Bimbashi. Janek called them into the yard and gave them a ham so that the good fellows could eat and gain strength.

The warriors ate the ham, said thanks to Janek and went to battle.

Meshko the peasant returned from the forest with his eldest sons, Repikha’s mother came from the garden. The family sat down to dinner, but there was nothing to eat. There are only onions on the table.

Janek did not hide, he told his parents everything.

Meszko the man got angry with Janek. And the swineherd brothers jumped up, screamed, began to beat Yanek with sticks and drive him out of the hut.

We are smart people, we herd pigs, we take care of property! Get out of our house!

Janek went wherever he looked. On the forest path, Mother Repich caught up with Janek.

She kissed Janek goodbye, gave him the last bun, the last penny and the last onion. Janek said goodbye to his mother and walked through the green forest.

Janek walked all night, the day went on. In the evening he reached the edge of the forest, sat down by a cold stream, washed himself, drank water, took out a bun and an onion to eat. Lo and behold, the old man is walking, dragging a cat and a dog on a rope. Janek asked the old man where he was taking the cat and the dog.

I'm leading you to the flayer. “He will give me two pennies for their skins,” the old man replies.

Janek gave him his last penny and began to ask the old man to give him the cat and the dog. The old man took a copper penny and a rye bun and demanded another onion in addition. He took everything and left. And Janek pulled his belt tighter and said to the cat and the dog:

Well, gentleman, I apologize, I have nothing to feed you. Get your own food.

The cat meowed, and the dog began to quickly dig the ground. She dug a hole, raised her head and barked.

Yanek looked into the hole and saw there a twisted ring with a red, dusty stone. Yanek took out the ring, washed it with spring water, began to wipe it with a hollow coat and said to the dog:

Eh, my friend, I don’t need your find - I need a hut and a rich dinner!

Before Janek had time to say this, a white hut under a tiled roof rose right out of the ground in front of him. Janek entered the hut, and there was no one there. The table is set, there are pies on the table, fried geese and dumplings in a pot.

Janek guessed that the ring was magic.

Janek sat down at the table, had dinner himself, fed the dog and cat, and lay down to rest on the downy bed. Janek can't sleep! He keeps looking at the ring. He rubbed the ring again and said:

Stop, white house, eternal ages, treat the hungry, invite travelers to visit!

And immediately the birds flew off the roof, chirped, and flew to call the travelers. And Janek went further. The cat and the dog are behind him.

He walked and walked and came to a poor town. Janek went to the market to look for work. He looks, people in the market don’t sell, don’t buy - they just cry.

Janek began to ask people what kind of trouble had happened to them. And the townspeople say:

Oh, the trouble is that water is flowing! Bimbashi, the king of the Scary Mountain, is coming to war against us. He burned down all the neighboring cities and towns, drove away the townspeople, captured them, and killed the brave warriors.

Janek looks - a chariot is driving through the city. Heralds gallop in front of the chariot, and a small, old king sits in the chariot. The crown always slides down onto his very nose - it’s obviously too big. Next to the king sits such a beauty that even in a fairy tale you cannot tell about her beauty, only in a song. The braids are black, long, and the eyebrows are sable. Janek’s heart immediately began to pound, and he could not take his eyes off the princess.

People say to Janek: the king’s name is Gvozd, and the beauty is his daughter, Marmushka Gvozdikovskaya. So proud - whoever wooed her, she refuses everyone. Bimbashi fell in love with her, decided to ruin the city and marry the princess.

Then the heralds shouted:

His Majesty King Nail promised to marry his daughter Marmushka to the one who saves the city from Bimbashi!

The heralds shouted three times, but no one responded to the call. Marmushka sits, frowning angrily. The king was about to go further, when blond Janek came out, in a homespun, with a reed pipe in his belt, and behind him were a motley cat and an old dog.

“I will save the city from Bimbasha,” said Yanek, “only, King Nail, keep your word and marry Marmushka to me.”

Old Nail swore in front of all the people that if Yanek defeated Bimbashi, he would give him his crown and the hand of the beautiful Marmushka.

Janek called the dog and the cat and went out of the city gates. In a field where wheat was heading, he rubbed the red stone on his magic ring and said:

Let every ear of wheat turn into a warrior!

And immediately the ears of corn turned into mustachioed fair-haired warriors.

The red sun disappeared behind the forest, and night fell. Janek moved his army towards the enemy. Janek's army met with Bimbashi's army. They fought until dawn, and when the dawn broke, Bimbashi ran.

And Janek turned the warriors back into ears of corn and went to the king.

Old Nail was delighted and ordered Yanek to put on a royal red robe, lined with white fur with black tails. Other kings have ermine-lined robes. But King Nail lived poorly, and everyone knew that the robe was lined with an ordinary hare. And the crown, which Nail joyfully took from his head and put on Yanek, was not gold, but copper.

But whatever you say, Janek became the king and husband of Marmushka.

Old Nail began to raise chickens, and Yanek began to reign. But he was a man, and therefore he reigned like a man.

Janek himself took up the work and ordered everyone to work. And the motley cat and the old dog ran around the kingdom, watching how the work was going on. If anyone sat with folded hands, they immediately reported to the peasant king. Janek went to the lazy man, taught him to plow, sow, mow or forge iron.

The rich people at the court did not like the new laws, and most of all Marmushka.

The fairy tale is a lie, but in it there is a Hint, Whoever knows it has a Lesson.

“Lie” among the Slavs was the name given to incomplete, superficial Truth. For example, you can say: “Here is a whole puddle of gasoline,” or you can say that this is a puddle of dirty water covered with a film of gasoline on top. In the second statement - True, in the first it is not quite True, i.e. Lie. “Lie” and “bed”, “bed” have the same root origin. Those. something that lies on the surface, or on the surface of which one can lie, or - a superficial judgment about an object.
And yet, why is the word “lie” applied to the Tales, in the sense of superficial truth, incomplete truth? The fact is that a Fairy Tale is really a Lie, but only for the Explicit, Manifested World, in which our consciousness now resides. For other Worlds: Navi, Slavi, Rule, the same fairy-tale characters, their interaction, are the true Truth. Thus, we can say that a Fairy Tale is still a True Story, but for a certain World, for a certain Reality. If a Fairy Tale evokes some Images in your imagination, it means that these Images came from somewhere before your imagination gave them to you. There is no fantasy divorced from reality. All fantasy is as real as our real life. Our subconscious, reacting to the signals of the second signaling system (per word), “pulls out” Images from the collective field - one of the billions of realities among which we live. In the imagination, there is only one thing that does not exist, around which so many fairy-tale plots revolve: “Go There, no one knows Where, Bring That, no one knows What.” Can your imagination imagine anything like this? - For the time being, no. Although, our Many-Wise Ancestors had a completely adequate answer to this question.
“Lesson” among the Slavs means something that stands at Rock, i.e. some fatality of Being, Fate, Mission, which any person embodied on Earth has. A lesson is something that must be learned before your evolutionary Path continues further and higher. Thus, a Fairy Tale is a Lie, but it always contains a Hint of the Lesson that each of the people will have to learn during their Life.

KOLOBOK

He asked Ras Deva: “Bake me a Kolobok.” The Virgin swept the barns of Svarog, scraped the bottom of the barrel and baked Kolobok. Kolobok rolled along the Path. He rolls and rolls, and towards him is the Swan: - Kolobok-Kolobok, I will eat you! And he plucked a piece from Kolobok with his beak. Kolobok rolls on. Towards him - Raven: - Kolobok-Kolobok, I will eat you! He pecked Kolobok's barrel and ate another piece. Kolobok rolled further along the Path. Then the Bear meets him: - Kolobok-Kolobok, I will eat you! He grabbed Kolobok across the stomach, crushed his sides, and forcibly took Kolobok’s legs away from the Bear. Kolobok is rolling, rolling along the Svarog Path, and then the Wolf meets him: - Kolobok-Kolobok, I will eat you! He grabbed Kolobok with his teeth and barely rolled away from the Wolf. But his Path is not over yet. He rolls on: a very small piece of Kolobok remains. And then the Fox comes out to meet Kolobok: “Kolobok-Kolobok, I’ll eat you!” “Don’t eat me, Foxy,” was all Kolobok managed to say, and the Fox said “am” and ate him whole.
A fairy tale, familiar to everyone since childhood, takes on a completely different meaning and a much deeper essence when we discover the Wisdom of the Ancestors. Kolobok among the Slavs has never been a pie, a bun, or “almost a cheesecake,” as they sing in modern fairy tales and cartoons of the most varied bakery products that are passed off to us as Kolobok. People's thought is much more figurative and sacred than they try to imagine. Kolobok is a metaphor, like almost all images of heroes of Russian fairy tales. It is not for nothing that the Russian people were famous everywhere for their imaginative thinking.
The Tale of Kolobok is an astronomical observation of the Ancestors over the movement of the Moon across the sky: from the full moon (in the Hall of the Race) to the new moon (the Hall of the Fox). Kolobok’s “kneading” - the full moon, in this tale, takes place in the Hall of Virgo and Ras (roughly corresponds to the modern constellations Virgo and Leo). Further, starting from the Hall of the Boar, the Month begins to decline, i.e. each of the encountered Halls (Swan, Raven, Bear, Wolf) “eats” part of the Month. By the Fox's Hall there is nothing left from Kolobok - Midgard-Earth (in modern terms - planet Earth) completely covers the Moon from the Sun.
We find confirmation of precisely this interpretation of Kolobok in Russian folk riddles (from the collection of V. Dahl): Blue scarf, red Kolobok: rolls on the scarf, grins at people. - This is about Heaven and Yarilo-Sun. I wonder how modern fairy-tale remakes would portray the red Kolobok? Did you mix blush into the dough?
There are a couple more riddles for the kids: A white-headed cow is looking into the gateway. (Month) I was young - I looked like a fine fellow, I got tired in my old age - I began to fade, a new one was born - I became happy again. (Month) The spinner, the golden bobbin, is spinning, no one can get it: neither the king, nor the queen, nor the red maiden. (Sun) Who is the richest in the world? (Earth)
It should be borne in mind that Slavic constellations do not correspond exactly to modern constellations. In the Slavic Circle there are 16 Halls (constellations), and they had different configurations than the modern 12 Signs of the Zodiac. The palace of Ras (the Feline family) can roughly be correlated with the zodiac sign Leo.

TURNIP

Everyone probably remembers the text of the fairy tale from childhood. Let us analyze the esotericism of the fairy tale and those gross distortions of imagery and logic that were imposed on us.
Reading this, like most other supposedly “folk” (i.e. pagan: “language” - “people”) fairy tales, we pay attention to the obsessive absence of parents. That is, children are presented with single-parent families, which instills in them from childhood the idea that a single-parent family is normal, “everyone lives like this.” Only grandparents raise children. Even in intact families, it has become a tradition to “hand over” a child to be raised by old people. Perhaps this tradition was established during serfdom, as a necessity. Many will tell me that times are no better now, because... democracy is the same slave-owning system. “Demos”, in Greek, is not just “the people”, but a wealthy people, the “top” of society, “kratos” - “power”. So it turns out that democracy is the power of the ruling elite, i.e. the same slavery, only having an erased manifestation in the modern political system. In addition, religion is also the power of the elite for the people, and is also actively involved in the education of the flock (that is, the herd), for its own and the state elite. What do we bring up in children by telling them fairy tales to someone else’s tune? Do we continue to “prepare” more and more serfs for the demos? Or the servants of God?
From an esoteric point of view, what picture appears in the modern “Turnip”? - The line of generations is interrupted, joint good work is disrupted, there is a total destruction of the harmony of the Family, the Family, the well-being and joy of family relationships. What kind of people grow up in dysfunctional families?.. And this is what recent fairy tales teach us.
Specifically, according to “TURNIP”. The two most important heroes for the child, father and mother, are missing. Let's consider what Images make up the essence of the fairy tale, and what exactly was removed from the fairy tale on the symbolic plane. So, the characters: 1) The turnip - symbolizes the Roots of the Family. It was planted by the Ancestor, the Most Ancient and Wise. Without him, there would be no Turnip, and no joint, joyful work for the benefit of the Family. 2) Grandfather - symbolizes Ancient Wisdom 3) Grandmother - Tradition, Home 4) Father - protection and support of the Family - removed from the fairy tale along with figurative meaning 5) Mother - Love and Care - removed from the fairy tale 6) Granddaughter (daughter) - Offspring, continuation of the Family 7) Bug - protection of prosperity in the Family 8) Cat - the blissful environment of the House 9) Mouse - symbolizes the well-being of the House. Mice only appear where there is an abundance, where every crumb is not counted. These figurative meanings are interconnected, like a nesting doll - one without the other no longer has meaning and completeness.
So think about it later, whether Russian fairy tales have been changed, whether known or unknown, and who they “work” for now.

CHICKEN RHOBA

It seems - well, what stupidity: they beat and beat, and then a mouse, bang - and the end of the fairy tale. What is this all for? Indeed, only tell foolish children...
This tale is about Wisdom, about the Image of Universal Wisdom contained in the Golden Egg. Not everyone and not at all times is given the opportunity to cognize this Wisdom. Not everyone can handle it. Sometimes you have to settle for the simple wisdom contained in the Simple Egg.
When you tell this or that fairy tale to your child, knowing its hidden meaning, the Ancient WISDOM contained in this fairy tale is absorbed “with mother’s milk”, on a subtle level, on a subconscious level. Such a child will understand many things and relationships without unnecessary explanations and logical confirmations, figuratively, with the right hemisphere, as modern psychologists say.

ABOUT KASHCHEY and BABA YAGA

In the book, written based on the lectures of P.P. Globa, we find interesting information about the classical heroes of Russian fairy tales: “The name “Koshchey” comes from the name of the sacred books of the ancient Slavs “koschun”. These were wooden tied tablets with unique knowledge written on them. The guardian of this immortal inheritance was called “koschey.” His books were passed down from generation to generation, but it is unlikely that he was truly immortal, as in the fairy tale. (...) And into a terrible villain, a sorcerer, heartless, cruel, but powerful... Koschey turned relatively recently - during the introduction of Orthodoxy, when all the positive characters of the Slavic pantheon were turned into negative ones. At the same time, the word “blasphemy” arose, that is, following ancient, non-Christian customs. (...) And Baba Yaga is a popular person among us... But they could not completely denigrate her in fairy tales. Not just anywhere, but precisely to her, all the Tsarevich Ivans and Fool Ivans came to her in difficult times. And she fed and watered them, heated the bathhouse for them and put them to sleep on the stove in order to show them the right path in the morning, helped to unravel their most complex problems, gave them a magic ball that itself leads to the desired goal. The role of the “Russian Ariadne” makes our granny surprisingly similar to one Avestan deity,... Chistu. This woman-cleaner, sweeping the road with her hair, driving away dirt and all evil spirits from it, clearing the road of fate from stones and debris, was depicted with a broom in one hand and a ball in the other. ... It is clear that with such a position she cannot be ragged and dirty. Moreover, we have our own bathhouse.” (Man - the Tree of Life. Avestan tradition. Mn.: Arctida, 1996)
This knowledge partly confirms the Slavic idea of ​​​​Kashchei and Baba Yaga. But let us draw the reader’s attention to the significant difference in the spelling of the names “Koshchey” and “Kashchey”. These are two fundamentally different heroes. That negative character that is used in fairy tales, with whom all the characters, led by Baba Yaga, fight, and whose Death is “in the egg”, is KASHCHEY. The first rune in the writing of this ancient Slavic word-image is “Ka”, meaning “gathering within oneself, union, unification.” For example, the runic word-image “KARA” does not mean punishment as such, but means something that does not radiate, has ceased to shine, has turned black because it has collected all the radiance (“RA”) inside itself. Hence the word KARAKUM - “KUM” - a relative or a set of something related (grains of sand, for example), and “KARA” - those who have collected radiance: “a collection of shining particles.” This has a slightly different meaning than the previous word “punishment”.
Slavic runic images are unusually deep and capacious, ambiguous and difficult for the average reader. Only the Priests owned these images in their entirety, because... writing and reading a runic image is a serious and very responsible matter, requiring great accuracy and absolute purity of thought and heart.
Baba Yoga (Yogini-Mother) - Eternally beautiful, Loving, Kind-hearted Goddess-Patroness of orphans and children in general. She wandered around Midgard-Earth, either on the Fiery Heavenly Chariot, or on horseback through the lands where the Clans of the Great Race and the descendants of the Heavenly Clans lived, collecting homeless orphans in towns and villages. In every Slavic-Aryan Vesi, even in every populous city or settlement, the Patron Goddess was recognized by her radiating kindness, tenderness, meekness, love and her elegant boots, decorated with gold patterns, and they showed Her where orphans lived. Ordinary people called the Goddess differently, but always with tenderness. Some - Grandma Yoga Golden Leg, and some, quite simply - Yogini-Mother.
The Yogini delivered the orphans to her foothill monastery, which was located in the thicket of the forest, at the foot of the Irian Mountains (Altai). She did this in order to save the last representatives of the most ancient Slavic and Aryan Clans from imminent death. In the foothill Skete, where the Yogini-Mother conducted the children through the Fiery Rite of Initiation to the Ancient High Gods, there was a Temple of the God of the Family, carved inside the mountain. Near the mountain Temple of Rod, there was a special depression in the rock, which the Priests called the Cave of Ra. From it extended a stone platform, divided by a ledge into two equal recesses, called Lapata. In one recess, which was closer to the Cave of Ra, Yogini-Mother laid sleeping children in white clothes. Dry brushwood was placed in the second cavity, after which LapatA moved back into the Cave of Ra, and the Yogini set fire to the brushwood. For all those present at the Fire Rite, this meant that the orphans were dedicated to the Ancient High Gods and no one would see them again in the worldly life of the Clans. Foreigners who sometimes attended the Fire Rites very colorfully told in their lands that they witnessed with their own eyes how small children were sacrificed to the Ancient Gods, thrown alive into the Fiery Furnace, and Baba Yoga did this. The strangers did not know that when the lapata platform moved into the Cave of Ra, a special mechanism lowered the stone slab onto the ledge of the lapata and separated the recess with the children from the Fire. When the Fire lit up in the Cave of Ra, the Priests of the Family transferred the children from the lapata to the premises of the Temple of the Family. Subsequently, Priests and Priestesses were raised from orphans, and when they became adults, the boys and girls created families and continued their lineage. The foreigners knew none of this and continued to spread tales that the wild Priests of the Slavic and Aryan peoples, and especially the bloodthirsty Baba Yoga, sacrifice orphans to the Gods. These foreign tales influenced the Image of the Yogini-Mother, especially after the Christianization of Rus', when the Image of the beautiful young Goddess was replaced by the Image of an old, angry and hunchbacked old woman with matted hair who steals children. roasts them in an oven in a forest hut, and then eats them. Even the Name of Yogini-Mother was distorted and they began to scare all children with the Goddess.
Very interesting, from an esoteric point of view, is the fabulous Instruction-Lesson that accompanies more than one Russian folk tale:
Go There, we don’t know Where, Bring That, we don’t know What.
It turns out that not only fairy tales were taught such a Lesson. This instruction was received by every descendant from the Clans of the Holy Race, who ascended the Golden Path of Spiritual Development (in particular, mastering the Stages of Faith - the “science of imagery”). A person begins the Second Lesson of the First Stage of Faith by looking inside himself to see all the diversity of colors and sounds within himself, as well as to experience the Ancient Ancestral Wisdom that he received at his birth on Midgard-Earth. The key to this great storehouse of Wisdom is known to every person from the Clans of the Great Race; it is contained in the ancient instruction: Go There, not knowing Where, Know That, you do not know What.
This Slavic Lesson is echoed by more than one folk wisdom of the world: To seek wisdom outside oneself is the height of stupidity. (Chan saying) Look inside yourself and you will discover the whole world. (Indian wisdom)
Russian fairy tales have undergone many distortions, but, nevertheless, in many of them the Essence of the Lesson embedded in the fable has remained. It is a fable in our reality, but it is a reality in another reality, no less real than the one in which we live. For a child, the concept of reality is expanded. Children see and feel much more energy fields and flows than adults. It is necessary to respect each other's realities. What is Fable for us is Fact for the baby. That is why it is so important to initiate a child into “correct” fairy tales, with truthful, original Images, without layers of politics and history.
The most truthful, relatively free from distortion, in my opinion, are some of Bazhov’s fairy tales, the fairy tales of Pushkin’s nanny - Arina Rodionovna, recorded by the poet almost verbatim, the tales of Ershov, Aristov, Ivanov, Lomonosov, Afanasyev... The purest, in their pristine completeness of Images, to me Tales seem to be from book 4 of the Slavic-Aryan Vedas: “The Tale of Ratibor”, “The Tale of the Clear Falcon”, given with comments and explanations on words that have fallen out of Russian everyday use, but have remained unchanged in fairy tales.

Myths of the ancient Slavs. History of Slavic culture and mythology. The existence of the ancient Slavs was closely connected with nature. Sometimes helpless before her, they worshiped her, prayed for shelter, harvest and successful hunting, for life itself. They animated the tree and the river, the sun and the wind, the bird and lightning, noticed the patterns of natural phenomena and attributed them to the good or evil will of mysterious forces.

The white-flammable stone Alatyr was revealed at the beginning of time. He was raised from the bottom of the Milk Ocean by the World Duck. Alatyr was very small, so the Duck wanted to hide it in her beak.

But Svarog uttered the magic Word, and the stone began to grow. The duck couldn't hold it and dropped it. Where the white-flammable stone Alatyr fell, the Alatyr Mountain rose.

The white-flammable stone Alatyr is a sacred stone, the focus of the Knowledge of the Vedas, a mediator between man and God. He is both “small and very cold” and “great as a mountain.” Both light and heavy. He is unknowable: “and no one could know that stone, and no one could lift it from the ground.”

Churila, who lived in Svarga, was so handsome that he drove all the celestials crazy. Yes, he himself fell in love, and not even with an unmarried woman - with the wife of the god Barma himself, Tarusa.

“A sad thing happened to me,” Churila sang, “from the sweetheart of the red maiden, from the young Tarusushka... Are you sorry for you, my maiden, I keep suffering in my heart, is it because of you that I can’t sleep on a dark night...

In a broad sense, the Vedic and pagan culture of the Russian people is the essence of Russian folk culture, which is fundamentally united with the culture of all Slavic peoples. These are Russian historical traditions, life, language, oral folk art (legends, epics, songs, tales, fairy tales, and so on), ancient written monuments with all the knowledge contained in them, Slavic wisdom (philosophy), ancient and modern folk art, the totality of all ancient and modern faiths.

In the beginning, Veles was born by the Heavenly Cow Zemun from the god Rod, who flowed from the White Mountain by the Solar Surya, the Ra River.

Veles appeared in the world before the Most High, and appeared as the Descent of the Most High. Vyshen then came to people and incarnated as the Son of Svarog and Mother Sva. Like the Son who created the Father. And Veles appeared as the Descent of the Almighty for the entire living world (for people, magical tribes and animals), and incarnated as the son of the Heavenly Cow and the Family. And therefore Veles came before Vyshny and paved the way for Him, preparing the world and people for the coming of Vyshny.

Veles and Perun were inseparable friends. Perun honored the god Veles, for thanks to Veles he gained freedom, was revived and was able to defeat the fierce enemy of his Skipper-beast.

But, as often happens, a woman destroyed a man’s friendship. And all because both Perun and Veles fell in love with the beautiful Diva Dodola. But Diva preferred Perun and rejected Veles.

When Dyi imposed too heavy a tribute on the people, they stopped giving him sacrifices. Then Dyy began to punish the apostates, and people turned to Veles for help.

God Veles responded and defeated Dyi, destroying his heavenly palace, made of eagle wings. Veles threw Dyya from the sky into the kingdom of Viy. And the people rejoiced:

Then Veles asked Svarog to forge him a plow, as well as an iron horse to match him. Svarog fulfilled his request. And Veles began to teach people arable farming, how to sow and reap, how to brew wheat beer.

Then Veles taught people faith and wisdom (knowledge). He taught how to make sacrifices correctly, taught stellar wisdom, literacy, and gave the first calendar. He divided people into classes and gave the first laws.

Then Surya ordered his sons Veles and his brother Khors to look for spouses. Khors and Veles shot arrows into the field - wherever the arrow lands, there they should look for the bride.

There are now a huge number of books and articles on raising children. Teachers and psychologists offer a variety of methods, sometimes contradicting each other. But everyone agrees that spiritual and moral education is very important. Why don't we turn to the old method, proven by our great-grandmothers - folk tales? Old people used to tell them to kids. These tales were not only distinguished by exciting plots, but were also told in a melodious, rich language, with many vivid images, and were remembered forever - already grown-up children told legends to their children, passing on wisdom through generations...

Are all Slavic fairy tales real?

Finding collections of fairy tales is not difficult these days - in every bookstore you will see a sea of ​​colorful books on glossy paper, with beautiful fonts. Including, you can find many collections of Russian folk tales. But from all this abundance it is not at all easy to choose a worthy publication. Not always those fairy tales that book compilers call “folk” are truly genuine Slavic legends. Over the centuries, many of the original fairy tales have been subjected to merciless censorship, taking into account Christian ideas: thus, all the knowledgeable, “knowledgeable” people have become negative heroes. In other fairy tales, the emphasis is placed incorrectly - the child is asked to admire those heroes or heroines for whom everything is given without difficulty. It is difficult to use such fairy tales to teach a child eternal values: devotion, nobility, love for one’s neighbor and the Motherland, the willingness to overcome one’s shortcomings and develop, to learn something new.

Where to look for Slavic fairy tales?

In search of true, authentic fairy tales, we often turn to scientific sources, solid philological and ethnographic works, but they are often difficult to understand even for adults, not to mention children. Other fairy tales are written in a deliberately dry language, or, on the contrary, in an overly ornate language, so that reading them becomes uninteresting. The design of the book also plays a role. It is no secret that now book illustrations are often done haphazardly, tastelessly, and primitively. And for children in books, not only the text itself is important, but also the “pictures”. Bright, talented illustrations from books of fairy tales that we read in deep childhood are etched in our memory, and are still remembered when we hear this or that fairy tale.

Where are they, beautiful books of children's Slavic fairy tales, where you want to imitate the heroes, you follow the plot without taking your eyes off, and the illustrations are so good that your soul rejoices? The publishing house "Northern Fairy Tale" has already published many such wonderful books. Look at ourFairy tale books

Their main characters are the Gods of Slavic mythology and people. They tell stories of Gods and ordinary people, extraordinary adventures in which there is a place for magic and amazing journeys, exploits and brave deeds. Such heroes set an excellent example for children - and they teach kindness without any boring teachings. The customs of Primordial Rus' and the way of life of our distant ancestors are richly and figuratively presented in our northern fairy tales. The language is simple and understandable for both adults and children, but at the same time rich, in the best traditions of northern grandmothers-storytellers. Even adults will enjoy reading them! And the illustrations are beautiful and bright, in the Slavic ancient style.

Isn’t it easier to download Slavic fairy tales in the form of an e-book?

Nowadays, many people find it more convenient to download books rather than read paper ones. But our books about Yarilo, God Veles are good in paper form! Beautiful illustrations, unusual font, covers reminiscent of the covers of ancient chronicles and manuscripts... Agree - such a book begs to be picked up, you want to leaf through it, listen to the mysterious rustle of the pages. And tactile sensations are also important for children - so with the help of paper, rather than electronic books, you can instill in them the habit of reading, help them discover the wonderful world of Slavic fairy tales!

“Lie” among the Slavs was the name given to incomplete, superficial Truth. For example, you can say: “Here is a whole puddle of gasoline,” or you can say that this is a puddle of dirty water covered with a film of gasoline on top. In the second statement - True, in the first, what is said is not entirely True, i.e. Lie. “Lie” and “bed”, “bed” have the same root origin. Those. something that lies on the surface, or on the surface of which one can lie, or - a superficial judgment about an object.

And yet, why is the word “lie” applied to the Tales, in the sense of superficial truth, incomplete truth? The fact is that a Fairy Tale is really a Lie, but only for the Explicit, Manifested World, in which our consciousness now resides. For other Worlds: Navi, Slavi, Rule, the same fairy-tale characters, their interaction, are the true Truth. Thus, we can say that a Fairy Tale is still a True Story, but for a certain World, for a certain Reality. If a Fairy Tale evokes some Images in your imagination, it means that these Images came from somewhere before your imagination gave them to you. There is no fantasy divorced from reality. All fantasy is as real as our real life. Our subconscious, reacting to the signals of the second signaling system (per word), “pulls out” Images from the collective field - one of the billions of realities among which we live. In the imagination, there is only one thing that does not exist, around which so many fairy-tale plots revolve: “Go There, no one knows Where, Bring That, no one knows What.” Can your imagination imagine anything like this? - For the time being, no. Although, our Many-Wise Ancestors had a completely adequate answer to this question.

“Lesson” among the Slavs means something that stands at Rock, i.e. some fatality of Being, Fate, Mission, which any person embodied on Earth has. A lesson is something that must be learned before your evolutionary Path continues further and higher. Thus, a Fairy Tale is a Lie, but it always contains a Hint of the Lesson that each of the people will have to learn during their Life.

KOLOBOK

He asked Ras Deva: “Bake me a Kolobok.” The Virgin swept the barns of Svarog, scraped the bottom of the barrel and baked Kolobok. Kolobok rolled along the Path. It rolls and rolls, and the Swan meets him: “Kolobok-Kolobok, I’ll eat you!” And he plucked a piece from Kolobok with his beak. Kolobok rolls on. Towards him - Raven: - Kolobok-Kolobok, I will eat you! He pecked Kolobok's barrel and ate another piece. Kolobok rolled further along the Path. Then the Bear meets him: “Kolobok-Kolobok, I’ll eat you!” He grabbed Kolobok across the stomach, crushed his sides, and forcibly took Kolobok’s legs away from the Bear. Kolobok is rolling, rolling along the Svarog Path, and then the Wolf meets him: - Kolobok-Kolobok, I will eat you! He grabbed Kolobok with his teeth and barely rolled away from the Wolf. But his Path is not over yet. He rolls on: a very small piece of Kolobok remains. And then the Fox comes out to meet Kolobok: “Kolobok-Kolobok, I’ll eat you!” “Don’t eat me, Foxy,” was all Kolobok managed to say, and the Fox said “am” and ate him whole.

A fairy tale, familiar to everyone since childhood, takes on a completely different meaning and a much deeper essence when we discover the Wisdom of the Ancestors. Kolobok among the Slavs has never been a pie, a bun, or “almost a cheesecake,” as they sing in modern fairy tales and cartoons of the most varied bakery products that are passed off to us as Kolobok. People's thought is much more figurative and sacred than they try to imagine. Kolobok is a metaphor, like almost all images of heroes of Russian fairy tales. It is not for nothing that the Russian people were famous everywhere for their imaginative thinking.

The Tale of Kolobok is an astronomical observation of the Ancestors over the movement of the Moon across the sky: from the full moon (in the Hall of the Race) to the new moon (the Hall of the Fox). Kolobok’s “Kneading” - the full moon, in this tale, takes place in the Hall of Virgo and Ras (roughly corresponds to the modern constellations Virgo and Leo). Further, starting from the Hall of the Boar, the Month begins to decline, i.e. each of the encountered Halls (Swan, Raven, Bear, Wolf) “eats” part of the Month. By the Fox's Hall there is nothing left of Kolobok - Midgard-Earth (in modern terms - planet Earth) completely covers the Moon from the Sun.

We find confirmation of precisely this interpretation of Kolobok in Russian folk riddles (from the collection of V. Dahl): Blue scarf, red Kolobok: rolls on the scarf, grins at people. - This is about Heaven and Yarilo-Sun. I wonder how modern fairy-tale remakes would portray the red Kolobok? Did you mix blush into the dough?

There are a couple more riddles for the kids: A white-headed cow is looking into the gateway. (Month) He was young - he looked like a fine fellow, in his old age he became tired - he began to fade, a new one was born - he became cheerful again. (Month) The spinner, the golden bobbin, is spinning, no one can get it: neither the king, nor the queen, nor the red maiden. (Sun) Who is the richest in the world? (Earth)

It should be borne in mind that Slavic constellations do not correspond exactly to modern constellations. In the Slavic Circle there are 16 Halls (constellations), and they had different configurations than the modern 12 Signs of the Zodiac. The palace of Ras (the cat family) can roughly be correlated with
zodiac sign Leo.

TURNIP

Everyone probably remembers the text of the fairy tale from childhood. Let us analyze the esotericism of the fairy tale and those gross distortions of imagery and logic that were imposed on us.

Reading this, like most other supposedly “folk” (i.e. pagan: “language” - “people”) fairy tales, we pay attention to the obsessive absence of parents. That is, children are presented with single-parent families, which instills in them from childhood the idea that an incomplete family is normal, “everyone lives like this.” Only grandparents raise children. Even in intact families, it has become a tradition to “hand over” a child to be raised by old people. Perhaps this tradition was established during serfdom, as a necessity. Many will tell me that times are no better now, because... democracy is the same slave-owning system. “Demos”, in Greek, is not just “the people”, but a wealthy people, the “top” of society, “kratos” - “power”. So it turns out that democracy is the power of the ruling elite, i.e. the same slavery, only having an erased manifestation in the modern political system. In addition, religion is also the power of the elite for the people, and is also actively involved in the education of the flock (that is, the herd), for its own and the state elite. What do we bring up in children by telling them fairy tales to someone else’s tune? Do we continue to “prepare” more and more serfs for the demos? Or the servants of God?

From an esoteric point of view, what picture appears in the modern “Turnip”? — The line of generations has been interrupted, joint good work has been disrupted, there is a total destruction of the harmony of the Family, the Family,
prosperity and joy of family relationships. What kind of people grow up in dysfunctional families?.. And this is what recent fairy tales teach us.

Specifically, according to “TURNIP”. The two most important heroes for the child, father and mother, are missing. Let's consider what Images make up the essence of the fairy tale, and what exactly was removed from the fairy tale on the symbolic plane. So, the characters: 1) The turnip - symbolizes the Roots of the Family. She's planted
Ancestor, the most ancient and wise. Without him, there would be no Turnip, and no joint, joyful work for the benefit of the Family. 2) Grandfather - symbolizes Ancient Wisdom 3) Grandmother - Tradition, Home 4) Father - protection and support of the Family - removed from the fairy tale along with figurative meaning 5) Mother - Love and Care - removed from the fairy tale 6) Granddaughter (daughter) - Offspring, continuation of the Family 7) Bug - protection of prosperity in the Family 8) Cat - good environment of the House 9) Mouse - symbolizes the well-being of the House. Mice only appear where there is an abundance, where every crumb is not counted. These figurative meanings are interconnected, like a nesting doll - one without the other no longer has meaning and completeness.

So think about it later, whether Russian fairy tales have been changed, whether known or unknown, and who they “work” for now.

CHICKEN RHOBA

It seems - well, what stupidity: they beat and beat, and then a mouse, bang - and the end of the fairy tale. What is this all for? Indeed, only tell foolish children...

This tale is about Wisdom, about the Image of Universal Wisdom contained in the Golden Egg. Not everyone and not at all times is given the opportunity to cognize this Wisdom. Not everyone can handle it. Sometimes you have to settle for the simple wisdom contained in the Simple Egg.

When you tell this or that fairy tale to your child, knowing its hidden meaning, the Ancient WISDOM contained in this fairy tale is absorbed “with mother’s milk”, on a subtle level, on a subconscious level. Such a child will understand many things and relationships without unnecessary explanations and logical confirmations, figuratively, with the right hemisphere, as modern psychologists say.

ABOUT KASHCHEY and BABA YAGA

In the book, written based on the lectures of P.P. Globa, we find interesting information about the classical heroes of Russian fairy tales: “The name “Koshchey” comes from the name of the sacred books of the ancient Slavs “koschun”. These were wooden tied tablets with unique knowledge written on them. The guardian of this immortal inheritance was called “koschey.” His books were passed down from generation to generation, but it is unlikely that he was truly immortal, as in the fairy tale. (...) And into a terrible villain, a sorcerer, heartless, cruel, but powerful... Koschey turned relatively recently - during the introduction of Orthodoxy, when all the positive characters of the Slavic pantheon were turned into negative ones. At the same time, the word “blasphemy” arose, that is, following ancient, non-Christian customs. (...) And Baba Yaga is a popular person among us... But they could not completely denigrate her in fairy tales. Not just anywhere, but precisely to her, all the Tsarevich Ivans and Fool Ivans came to her in difficult times. And she fed and watered them, heated the bathhouse for them and put them to sleep on the stove in order to show them the right path in the morning, helped to unravel their most complex problems, gave them a magic ball that itself leads to the desired goal. The role of the “Russian Ariadne” makes our granny surprisingly similar to one Avestan deity,... Chistu. This woman-cleaner, sweeping the road with her hair, driving away dirt and all evil spirits from it, clearing the road of fate from stones and debris, was depicted with a broom in one hand and a ball in the other. ... It is clear that with such a position she cannot be ragged and dirty. Moreover, we have our own bathhouse.” (Man is the Tree of Life. Avestan tradition. Mn.: Arctida, 1996)

This knowledge partly confirms the Slavic idea of ​​​​Kashchei and Baba Yaga. But let us draw the reader’s attention to the significant difference in the spelling of the names “Koshchey” and “Kashchey”. These are two fundamentally different heroes. That negative character that is used in fairy tales, with whom all the characters, led by Baba Yaga, struggle, and whose Death is “in the egg” is KASHCHEY. The first rune in the writing of this ancient Slavic word-image is “Ka,” meaning “gathering within oneself, union, unification.” For example, the runic word-image “KARA” does not mean punishment as such, but means something that does not radiate, has ceased to shine, has turned black because it has collected all the radiance (“RA”) inside itself. Hence the word KARAKUM - “KUM” - a relative or a set of something related (grains of sand, for example), and “KARA” - those who have collected radiance: “a collection of shining particles.” This has a slightly different meaning than the previous word “punishment”.

Slavic runic images are unusually deep and capacious, ambiguous and difficult for the average reader. Only the Priests owned these images in their entirety, because... writing and reading a runic image is a serious and very responsible matter, requiring great accuracy and absolute purity of thought and heart.

Baba Yoga (Yogin-Mother) is the Eternally Beautiful, Loving, Kind-hearted Goddess-Patroness of orphans and children in general. She wandered around Midgard-Earth, either on the Fiery Heavenly Chariot, or on horseback through the lands where the Clans of the Great Race and the descendants of the Heavenly Clans lived, collecting homeless orphans in towns and villages. In every Slavic-Aryan Vesi, even in every populous city or settlement, the Patron Goddess was recognized by her radiating kindness, tenderness, meekness, love and her elegant boots, decorated with gold patterns, and they showed Her where orphans lived. Ordinary people called the Goddess differently, but always with tenderness. Some - Grandma Yoga Golden Leg, and some, quite simply - Yogini-Mother.

The Yogini delivered the orphans to her foothill monastery, which was located in the thicket of the forest, at the foot of the Irian Mountains (Altai). She did this in order to save the last representatives of the most ancient Slavic and Aryan Clans from imminent death. In the foothill Skete, where the Yogini-Mother conducted the children through the Fiery Rite of Initiation to the Ancient High Gods, there was a Temple of the God of the Family, carved inside the mountain. Near the mountain Temple of Rod, there was a special depression in the rock, which the Priests called the Cave of Ra. From it extended a stone platform, divided by a ledge into two equal recesses, called Lapata. In one recess, which was closer to the Cave of Ra, Yogini-Mother laid sleeping children in white clothes. Dry brushwood was placed in the second cavity, after which LapatA moved back into the Cave of Ra, and the Yogini set fire to the brushwood. For all those present at the Fire Rite, this meant that the orphans were dedicated to the Ancient High Gods and no one would see them again in the worldly life of the Clans. Foreigners who sometimes attended the Fire Rites very colorfully told in their lands that they witnessed with their own eyes how small children were sacrificed to the Ancient Gods, thrown alive into the Fiery Furnace, and Baba Yoga did this. The strangers did not know that when the lapata platform moved into the Cave of Ra, a special mechanism lowered the stone slab onto the ledge of the lapata and separated the recess with the children from the Fire. When the Fire lit up in the Cave of Ra, the Priests of the Family transferred the children from the lapata to the premises of the Temple of the Family. Subsequently, Priests and Priestesses were raised from orphans, and when they became adults, the boys and girls created families and continued their lineage. The foreigners knew none of this and continued to spread tales that the wild Priests of the Slavic and Aryan peoples, and especially the bloodthirsty Baba Yoga, sacrifice orphans to the Gods. These foreign tales influenced the Image of the Yogini-Mother, especially after the Christianization of Rus', when the Image of the beautiful young Goddess was replaced by the Image of an old, angry and hunchbacked old woman with matted hair who steals children. roasts them in an oven in a forest hut, and then eats them. Even the Name of Yogini-Mother was distorted and they began to scare all children with the Goddess.

Very interesting, from an esoteric point of view, is the fabulous Instruction-Lesson that accompanies more than one Russian folk tale:

Go There, we don’t know Where, Bring That, we don’t know What.

It turns out that not only fairy tales were taught such a Lesson. This instruction was received by every descendant from the Clans of the Holy Race, who ascended the Golden Path of Spiritual Development (in particular, mastering the Steps of Faith - the “science of imagery”). A person begins the Second Lesson of the First Stage of Faith by looking inside himself to see all the diversity of colors and sounds within himself, as well as to experience the Ancient Ancestral Wisdom that he received at his birth on Midgard-Earth. The key to this great storehouse of Wisdom is known to every person from the Clans of the Great Race; it is contained in the ancient instruction: Go There, not knowing Where, Know That, you do not know What.

This Slavic Lesson is echoed by more than one folk wisdom in the world: To seek wisdom outside oneself is the height of stupidity. (Chan saying) Look inside yourself and you will discover the whole world. (Indian wisdom)

Russian fairy tales have undergone many distortions, but, nevertheless, in many of them the Essence of the Lesson embedded in the fable has remained. It is a fable in our reality, but it is a reality in another reality, no less real than the one in which we live. For a child, the concept of reality is expanded. Children see and feel much more energy fields and flows than adults. It is necessary to respect each other's realities. What is Fable for us is Fact for the baby. That is why it is so important to initiate a child into “correct” fairy tales, with truthful, original Images, without layers of politics and history.

The most truthful, relatively free from distortion, in my opinion, are some of Bazhov’s fairy tales, the fairy tales of Pushkin’s nanny - Arina Rodionovna, recorded by the poet almost verbatim, the tales of Ershov, Aristov, Ivanov, Lomonosov, Afanasyev... The purest, in their pristine completeness of Images, to me Tales seem to be from book 4 of the Slavic-Aryan Vedas: “The Tale of Ratibor”, “The Tale of the Clear Falcon”, given with comments and explanations on words that have fallen out of Russian everyday use, but have remained unchanged in fairy tales.