Baba Yaga

Pagan prayer beads – Baba Yaga

A mortar, Baba Yaga inside,
takes that old witch for a ride.

baba yagaI want to show the fabulous prayer beads that I made when I was inspired by the myths of the witch Baba Yaga. But first, a little about Baba Yaga.

In Slavic folklore, Baba Yaga or Baba Jaga is a supernatural being (or one of a trio of sisters of the same name) who appears as a deformed and/or ferocious-looking woman. In Russian fairytales Baba Yaga flies around in a mortar, wields a pestle, and dwells deep in the forest in a hut usually described as standing on chicken legs. Baba Yaga may help or hinder those that encounter or seek her out and may play a maternal role and has associations with forest wildlife. Baba Yaga commonly appears as either a donor, villain, or may be altogether ambiguous.

Many people believe identifies Baba Yaga as a many-faceted figure, capable of inspiring researchers to see her as a Cloud, Moon, Death, Winter, Snake, Bird, Pelican or Earth Goddess etc.

Pagan pocket prayer beads – Baba Yaga

Pagan pocket prayer beads – Baba Yaga

This Pocket witch ladder consists of:
– Carved skull, black turquoise style (made) – 12 mm – 9 pieces (3+3+3)
– Carved skull, style white turquoise (made) – Marker beads 14 mm – 2 pieces
– Pendant – Hut with chicken legs (Hut of Baba Yaga) 50mm x 15 mm (metallic alloy silver color)
– Pendant broom – 25 mm length (metallic alloy of silver color)
– Pendant – mortar and pestle (mortar of Baba Yaga) – 10 mm x 8 mm
– Other beads and thread
Witch ladder’s length is about 20 cm (200mm, 8 inch), including pendants

And also Pagan prayer beads – Baba Yaga II

Pagan prayer beads - Baba Yaga

Pagan prayer beads – Baba Yaga

Pagan prayer beads - Baba Yaga

Do you like this prayer beads? You can order same witch ladder in my store Wizard Forest – HERE!

Baba YagaThere’s a green oak by the bay,
on the oak a chain of gold:
a learned cat, night and day,
walks round on that chain of old:
to the right – it spins a song,
to the left – a tale of wrong.
Marvels there: the wood-sprite rides,
in the leaves a mermaid hides:
on deep paths of mystery
unknown creatures leave their spoor:
huts on hen’s legs you can see,
with no window and no door.
Wood and valley vision-brimming:
there at dawn the waves come washing
over sands and silent shore,
and thirty noble knights appear
one by one, from waters clear,
attended there by their tutor:
a king’s son passing by
takes a fierce king prisoner:
a wizard carries through the sky
a knight, past all the people there,
over forests, seas they fly:
a princess in a prison pines,
whom a brown wolf serves with pride:
A mortar, Baba Yaga inside,
takes that old witch for a ride.
King Kaschey grows ill with gold…

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