celebration, magic, summer

Kupala Night: Summer Solstice Celebration

Kupala Night is one of the major folk holidays of the Eastern Slavs, that coincides with the Christian feast of the St. John the Baptist and the East Slavic feast of St John’s Eve. In folk tradition, it was revered as the day of the summer solstice and is celebrated on June 24, although the night before was more ritualized. New calendar has it on July 6.

A number of activities and rituals are associated with Kupala Night:

  • gathering herbs and flowers and decorating people, animals and houses with them;
  • entering water, bathing or dousing with water and sending garlands on water;
  • lighting fires, dancing, singing and jumping over fire;
  • hunting witches and scaring them away.

It was also believed that on this day the sun plays and other wonders of nature happen. The celebrations are held near the water, on the hills, surrounding that; chiefly, young men and women participate in these folkloric traditions. The rituals and symbolism of the holiday may point to its pre-Christian origins.

Rituals and Beliefs

On this day, June 24th, (July 6th according to new calendar) it was customary to pray to John the Baptist for headaches and for children.

Kupala Night is filled with rituals related to water, fire and herbs. Most Kupala rituals take place at night. Bathing before sunset was considered mandatory: in the north, russians were more likely to bathe in saunas, and in the south in rivers and lakes. Closer to sunset, on high ground or near rivers, bonfires were lit. Sometimes, fires were lit in the traditional way – by friction wood against wood. In some places, this archaic way of lighting a fire for the holiday survived until early 20th century.

jumping over the fire

On Kupala Night, “bride and groom” were chosen and wedding ceremonies were conducted: they jumped over the fire holding hands, exchanged wreaths (symbol of maidenhood), looked for the fern flower and bathed in the morning dew. On this day, “village roads were plowed so that ‘matchmakers would come sooner’, or a furrow was plowed to a boy’s house so that he would get engaged faster.

blooming fern

Water

The obligatory custom on this day was mass bathing. It was believed that on this day all evil spirits would leave the rivers, so it was safe to swim until Elijah’s day. In addition, the water of Kupala Night was endowed with revitalizing and magical properties.

In places where people were not allowed to bathe in rivers (because of russets), they bathed in “sacred springs”. In some places, on the day before of Kupala Night, on St. Agrippina’s Day, baths were heated in which people were washed and steamed, while steaming the herbs collected on that day. Water drawn from springs on St. John’s Day was said to have miraculous and magical powers.

On this holiday, according to a common sign, water can “make friends” with fire. The symbol of this union was a bonfire lit along the banks of rivers. Wreaths were often used for divination on Kupala Night: if they floated on the water, it meant good luck and long life or marriage.

A 16th-century Russian scribe attempted to explain the name (Kupalnica) and the healing power of St. John’s Day by referring to the Old Testament legend of Tobias. As he writes, it was on this day that Tobias bathed in the Tigris, where, on the advice of the archangel Raphael, he discovered a fish whose entrails cured his father of blindness.

kupala bonfire

Fire

The main feature of the Kupala Night is the cleansing bonfires. The youths would bring down a huge amount of brushwood from all over the village and set up a tall pyramid, with a pole in the middle, on which was placed a wheel, a barrel of tar, a horse or cow skull, etc. According to Tatyana Agapkin and Lyudmila Vinogradova, the symbol of a tall pole with a wheel attached to it generally correlated with the universal image of the world tree.

In Ukraine and Belarus, girls and boys held hands and jumped over the fire in pairs. It was believed that if their hands stayed together while jumping, it would be a clear sign of their future marriage; the same if sparks flew behind them. In Gomel, boys used to cradle girls in their arms over the Kupala bonfire to protect them from spells. Young people and children jumped over bonfires, organized noisy games: they played gorelki.

In addition to bonfires, in some places on Kupala Night, wheels and barrels of tar were set on fire, which were then rolled down the mountains or carried on poles, which is clearly related to the symbolism of the solstice.

In Belarus, the Galician Poles and Carpathians called baptismal bonfires Sobótki after the West Slavic sobota as a “day of rest”

Herbs

A characteristic sign of Kupala Night are the many customs and legends associated with the plant world. Green was used as a universal amulet: it was believed to protect from diseases and epidemics, evil eye and spoilage; from sorcerers and witches, unclean powers, “walking” dead people; from natural lightning, hurricane, fire; from snakes and predatory animals, insect pests, worms. At the same time, the contact with fresh greens was conceived as a magical means providing fertility and successful breeding of cattle, poultry, yield of cereals and vegetable crops.

It was believed that on this day it was best to collect medicinal herbs, as the plants receive great power from the sun and the earth. Some herbs were harvested at night, others in the afternoon before lunch, and others in the morning dew. While collecting medicinal herbs, magic spells (zagovory) were recited.

The fern and the so-called Ivan-da-marya flower ( Melampyrum nemorosum; literally: John and Mary) were associated with special Kupala legends. The names of these plants appear in Kupala songs.

Ivan-da-marya

The Slavs believed that only once a year, on St. John’s Day, a fern blooms. This mythical flower, which does not exist in nature, is supposed to give those who pick it and keep it with them miraculous powers. According to beliefs, the bearer of the flower becomes clairvoyant, can understand the language of animals, see all treasures, no matter how deep they are in the ground, and enter treasuries unhindered by holding the flower to locks and bolts (they must crumble before it), wield unclean spirits, wield earth and water, become invisible and take any form.

Kupala Tree

Depending on the region, a young birch, willow, maple, spruce, or the cut top of an apple tree was chosen for the Kupala. The girls would decorate it with wreaths, field flowers, fruits, ribbons and sometimes candles; then take it outside the village, stick it in the ground in a clearing and dance, walk and sing around it. Later, the boys would join in the fun, pretending to steal the Kupala tree or ornaments from it, knocking it over or setting it on fire, while the girls protected it. At the end, everyone together was supposed to drown the Kupala tree in the river or burn it in a bonfire.

(Taken from https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kupala_Night)

childhood, memories, summer

It all happened (not) long ago…

At the dacha in Sinicheno

Summertime we spent at the dacha of my father’s aunt. She is a great person with burning love to life. Aunt Galina was a college professor who constantly played the game of buying and selling apartments, cars and other big things of value. She loved good shows, theatre and ballet. She is the one who suggested I have to go do any and all of those whenever I can. This is exactly what I did once I moved to Kyiv, which is the place for such things to be honest.

So every summer for the break we would be sent to dacha, which is 2 hours drive from Donetsk, it is a summer house in the country without running water or heating. The place is the best in hot season because the village Sinicheno is situated on the river bank and has a view on “chalk mountains”. The closest town to it is Izyum. We had lots of friends there who also came there to swim, sunbathe and get healthier over the summer. Get healthier part was especially meaningful.

It was always the most romantic time for me and my siblings when we could lead an independent life away from mom’s supervision. My dad loved the place while my mom wasn’t a big fan of it. She was weirdly jealous of these other people having a good time with her children, in her mind we’d rather spend our life entertaining her, I mean work for her from dawn till sunset. It’s a bit of a joke, of course, but just a bit.

I loved spending summers at aunt Galina’s, she had a schedule and very clear expectations for every day. She was a teacher after all. We got up, had breakfast and had to be out by midday. To get heathier in the open air. We could go to the river bank or the chalk mountains or anywhere else really. We were responsible kids always meeting the expectations, well, almost always… Sometimes we went to the river to do the laundry right there and sometimes we played games in the water with our friends or went to the cliffs to dive from there. One of the favorite destinations of ours ‘was the little island’, this is what we called a far away beach with white sand. It had always been a trip that took some time and planning. I remember once we went there at night driving dad’s car, it was a blast every single time.

The village had one store which was empty most of the time. I don’t even know how it had been open at all. So twice a week there was the guy bringing baked goods for sale in his car. He was a good-looking dude always wearing a big smile on his face, aunt Galina loved to flirt with him, she also loved the pastries he brought. It was all so surreal like a blast from the past. The village was lively in summer, in winter it was almost dead. There was no bus connecting it with the town, so you had to have a car to get there. Unless you were up to crossing the river somehow to get to the train station by walking through the woods for 45 minutes.

We had a few friends there, two sisters who were my and my brother’s age and two brothers who also were my brother’s age and older. They came to help their grandmothers out during the farming season. The rest of the year they lived in the city just like we did. The sisters were kind of their own kids because their mom left them for the guy who lived in the north of Russia somewhere. Not sure if dad was in the picture. I don’t know if they were in touch with their parents at all, they never talked about that. The brothers were both students, hard-working smart kids of smart and hard-working parents, we had a huge respect to them. We would hang out together going to the river for a swim or at night we would go to the park, this is where the village youth got together to chat, play the guitar and tell jokes till 3 in the morning. It was always fun, we didn’t always go there but when we did it was a blast. The older kids smoked marijuana but we just sat there getting second hand exposure. It was great anyways, aunt Galina never worried about us until once she got up at 3 am, we hadn’t made it home yet. So she told us the next morning that 1 am is the curfew. We never argued, it was easy-peasy.

I was about 15 at the time which means my brother was 18. It was a great time to figure out life, relationships and the future of independent life in a big city.

planning, self-help, summer

Summer moved in…

Today is the first Friday of June, the art walk is back in full swing. I feel the vibes already as the school is over, what can be more inspiring for a teacher than summer break? I want to start all kind of things just to see if they are going to take off. Are you feeling adventurous about 2021 summer days? I am ready for a good time so wish me luck.

  1. Art in the park project is one of my aspirations, yesterday was the first session this year, loved it!
  2. Everyday workout is another thing I want to get back to, did it for a while, took a break unintentionally and now it’s time to get back on track, yay
  3. Swimming is something I want to do regularly, ideally an outdoor pool would be the best option.
  4. Russian class has picked up recently, so what I want to do is take it to the next level with video introductions and more systematic curriculum. I started teaching Russian this year and it’s been going really well, online teaching can be as fun as in-person sessions if done right.
  5. Hiking and outdoor activities are on my agenda as well, I don’t think I will have more than 6 occasions this summer but let’s give it a try: French Pass and Maroon Bells, here we come.
  6. Tours of downtown Denver, absolutely amazing stuff to learn about the gold rush history in Colorado and more. The first one in June is booked already, waiting for more to come.
  7. Spending more quality time with friends: this one I want to take to the next level. Smaller groups and better planning. Can’t wait to see my in-state and out-of-state buddies to go out and have fun!

What do you think about all this? It sounds like a long list of things to do but for me it works best to have more options and preferences in case something doesn’t happen. If you write summer plans as well don’t hesitate to share them with your partner / best friend, it usually helps. Plan ambitiously and optimistically, it never hurts anything.

Don’t get discouraged if your plans fell through in the past, today is a new day and this time things will take their own course. Hope for the best! 2020 is gone, thank God