The lapwing is a small but memorable bird. It belongs to the plover family, but some mistakenly confuse it with the passerine or pigeon family. In the common people, this species is known as a harbinger of spring, as it is the first to return home from wintering. For her catchy appearance, people called her a pigali.
In size, the lapwing is similar to a dove or jackdaw. Males are slightly larger than females, but this is not their main difference. During their life, individuals can grow up to 30 - 33 centimeters in length, while males are more massive and weigh 200 - 250 grams, females weigh 170 - 200 grams. The body is oval, a small head sits on a short neck. The beak is not massive, short, but looks strong, with a seal at the head, bent slightly down. The eyes are set clearly on the side, have a round shape, large, shiny, black-burgundy. The body stands on long legs, which are equipped with four long toes. Legs are red or crimson. The tail is long and very mobile. An expressive sign is a long, sharp black crest on the back of the head. The wing length of an adult is about 25 - 27 centimeters, which means the wingspan is about 55 centimeters. If you look at the bird during the flight, you will notice that some have a more rounded wing at the end, flat and wide. These are males. In females, the wing is thinner and sharper.
Interesting to know! Often hunters notice the lapwing because of its eye-catching color scheme. But catching a bird is not so easy, especially when it rises into the air. The lapwing is very fast, has excellent aerodynamics and can break away from any pursuit.
During the year, representatives of the species change color several times. This occurs before mating in spring and before leaving for wintering in autumn. Winter colors are calmer in both male and female. For mating, the male becomes colorful, attractive, defiant. The female simply saturates her coloring with color.
The outfit of males during the mating season is very beautiful. The top of the head, tuft, front face, goiter and breast are black, they play blue in the sun. The belly, up to the undertail and wings closer to the body are white. The upper tail feathers and underbelly feathers are rufous and brown, sometimes copper. The lower tail feathers are white. The underside of the feather on the wings is edged with red and brown. On the outermost, long feathers, the edges are white. The nape and side of the head are white. The back and top of the wings are very contrasting, multi-colored, the tones are cast in the sun, a beautiful overflow of scale is created. There is a blue tint, green, emerald, golden, black and purple.
Females from males during the current are distinguished by the presence of brown tones in the color scheme. Their colors are not so shimmery, dimmer. The crest is shorter. On the white parts of the head, nape and abdomen, a golden fluff appears. But in winter, these differences are practically invisible. Young people look like adults in winter guise. But their wings are duller, and some feathers have buffy stripes. Newly hatched and not yet fledged chicks flaunt brown, brown and black down on the top of the body. The bottom is dirty white. There is a noticeable white border around the neck.
Singing lapwing bird
Some believe that they named the bird in tune with its singing. In normal circumstances, individuals make beautiful sounds, but when danger approaches, they begin to shout out frantically the sounds of "chi bi, chi wee." The volume and tone are such that some predators decide to retreat. The courtship song performed by males in flight is similar in sounds, but has a different tone. It is accompanied by vibrating and buzzing sounds from wing feathers.
Range and habitats
The lapwing inhabited all of Europe and Asia in the middle and southern latitudes. The length of the range from the Atlantic Ocean to the Pacific. Higher, to the north, flocks do not climb, preferring a temperate and warm climate. But sometimes representatives of the species can be found in taiga areas or near the Arctic Circle. It occupies almost all of Europe, except for the north and Greece, in Russia it prefers the southern sections. The flight for wintering begins towards the end of September. Then individuals gather in flocks of up to 20 pairs, fly in an elongated formation, not high. They prefer to travel during daylight hours. Wintering places are the southern coasts of Africa, the Mediterranean coasts, Persia, Asia Minor, China, India, and the southern parts of Japan.
Interesting to know! If during the period when the lapwing is in its native places, the weather deteriorates sharply, a cold cyclone comes, the flock can move away and spontaneously fly south. Overcoming long distances is not a problem for the species. The flock will stay there for several days and will return with warming.
The return home falls at the end of February - the beginning of April. This is a very early date for the rest of the family, so the lapwing is the first harbinger of warmth in this respect. Upon arrival, it inhabits places with a small number of trees and low vegetation. These can be areas near water bodies or dry, open meadows, lowlands, fields. They can even settle near places of human life, villages or villages, with adjacent pastures. In the northern regions, it chooses peat, swampy areas with deciduous and herbal abundance for habitat.
What does a lapwing eat
The diet of the lapwing is exclusively animal food, berries, seeds or plants do not suit him. The menu is based on small invertebrates, insects, larvae. Individuals hunt and eat:
- Mosquitoes, midges, flies, their larvae.
- Grasshoppers, crickets, locusts.
- Worms, centipedes, snails.
- Beetles and their eggs.
Packs that settle near people, if they are engaged in agriculture, are very useful. Birds perfectly reduce the number of beetles and insects harmful to plants by catching and eating them. Birds hunt in sown and planted meadows, fields, looking for food in the ground, on plants, catching prey in the air. Thus, the harvest is preserved, because the lapwing not only destroys pests, but does not touch the plants itself. Farmers value these birds very much, but it is not safe for them to live near people, as hunters constantly harm them, reduce the population.
Reproduction and offspring
The mating season opens immediately upon arrival home. This can happen in early spring, or maybe later, it all depends on the weather. First, the male prepares. He chooses a place, a plot, a territory on which he prepares holes in advance - nests, several at once. Then he begins to fly actively, laying turns, demonstrating his prowess. He accompanies the females who pay attention to him to the nests, offering to choose the one they like. During the review, the male continues to actively demonstrate his beauty, straightening his chest and tail. It happens that several females decide to form a pair with him at once, then a small colony is formed in the birds, nesting apart.
[textbox id='info'] Interesting to know! Many observers who have witnessed the courtship of a lapwing note that this process looks both beautiful and comical. The feathered boyfriend in his attempts to conquer his partner is ready for any tricks and actions. But this approach brings positive results!
The nest is a hole dug in the soil, which is covered with leaves, grass and rags collected nearby. It lays from 2 to 5 eggs, but more often 3-4. The eggs are not large, slightly pointed at the top, wide below. They have a lot of black and brown blotches. The main background can be varied - disgraced, brown, blue, greenish. Both individuals are engaged in incubation, but this happens only at the very beginning. Then the female takes over this role, and the male is engaged in reconnaissance of the territory and the search for food. The whole colony is engaged in the protection of the settlement, in case of danger, everyone starts chasing the troublemaker until he is driven away. Young lapwings hatch after 30 days of incubation.
When five weeks pass, it is mid-July. By this time, the chicks already fly tolerably and, together with adults, go to roam. They circle in search of food over nearby wetlands and meadows. Food is mainly taken from the ground - these are grasshoppers, locusts, caterpillars, beetles and larvae.
Dangers and enemies of the lapwing bird
The lapwing is very adaptable. While other families are forced to leave the area, which people begin to develop and ennoble, in order to create sowing areas, the lapwing has learned to get along there and even bring benefits to people. Therefore, the human factor from this side cannot be called a danger to the population of the species. But the neighborhood with people threatens the lapwing population by the fact that numerous hunters are not averse to shooting birds, especially when they know for sure that they live nearby. In addition, many nests, and with them clutches, are destroyed by large harvesting equipment engaged in harvesting and other work, and this is also a significant loss to the species. In some regions, the situation is different. There, a man abandons his land, and fields with meadows are overgrown with wild shrubs. The lapwing is forced to leave its favorite places, which also negatively affects its numbers.
Frequent attacks on nests, in order to steal eggs or recently hatched chicks, are carried out by large birds of prey - crows, hawks, gulls, rooks. Sometimes they succeed, but the lapwing constantly monitors and at the first sign of danger, the flock begins to actively attack the raiders, chasing them, trying to strike with their beak, creating a lot of noise. After such a raid, the predator usually retreats.
Species status and commercial value
In the ancient times of the Slavs, the lapwing was respected among people. It was believed that widows and mothers who lost their children are reborn into it. Catching and killing a bird was considered blasphemy. In the modern world, such customs and beliefs have long been forgotten. Hunters specifically seek out bird habitats, trying to take maximum prey. There is no industrial breeding of the species, unless individual farms are engaged in its promotion for personal purposes. Therefore, hunters are the only earners and small fishermen.
Regular checks and observations of ornithologists do not note a critical reduction in the number of lapwings. Its adaptability and livability allows you to keep your population at the proper level. This is also positively affected by the long life of birds, from 15 to 20 years. During this time, they manage to give a lot of offspring, making a contribution to the survival of the population. Sometimes you can observe such phenomena when flocks number up to several hundred heads, they circle over the area in a chaotic manner, forming an incredible spectacle.
nutritional value of lapwing
In European countries, eating dishes prepared from lapwing meat and eggs is a common thing. The inhabitants note that the meat is very tender, lends itself to any type of heat treatment and has an excellent taste. The eggs are even more valuable than the bird itself. During the roosting season in April and May, they are specially collected and eaten in large quantities. For example, in Poland, delicious omelets are prepared from lapwing eggs for breakfast, and in Holland, stewed, fried or baked meat is served with all kinds of sauces. In Russia, as in other countries where this species is common, it is also readily used in cooking.
Interesting to know! The meat of adults acquires a red tint, which gives dishes from it or from whole bird carcasses a special aesthetic and mystery.
The meat is dietary, it is recommended for people who are on a diet and monitor their health. It is saturated with useful vitamins, minerals and other components, which is a big plus. These components have a lot of positive effects on the human body, given that such nutrition is regular. The benefits include improving the condition of the skin, the condition of the hair, teeth, nails. Dietary meat relieves the burden on the stomach and intestinal tract, lowers cholesterol levels, the level of insulin release. A person has increased energy and vitality, he is satiated faster and needs less food. The positive effect extends to the cardiovascular and nervous system. Although the lapwing cannot be bought in the normal market, it can be obtained from people living in villages and villages. The value of its meat cannot be exaggerated, which means that it is worth spending time and money on buying it.
Bird Mother Swa
The great goddess testifies: one of her names is Mother Bird Sva. I guessed about this. Svanur is Icelandic for swan. The root "svan" is included in other words that are associated with the name of the snow-white bird. Swa - swan, swan in an ancient dialect. The Icelandic scientist Snorri Sturluson wrote about the country of Great Svitiod, which is located in the southeast of Europe. In the 13th-century Old Norse essay “What Lands Lie in the World,” Velikaya Svitiod is called the easternmost part of Europe:
“In that part of the world is Europe, and its easternmost part is Velikaya Svitiod. The Apostle Philip came there to baptize. In that state there is a part called Russia, we call it Gardariki. There are such main cities as Moramar, Rostov, Surdalar, Holmgard, Surnes, Gadar, Palteschia, Kenugard.
In this passage, the Scandinavian names of Russian cities sound not quite familiar to the reader: Murom, Rostov, Suzdal, Novgorod, Polotsk, Kyiv. It is not entirely clear which cities are named Surnes and Gadard. The connection between the Great Svitiod and Russia is very important. Russia is part of the Great Svitiod.
Sweden is called in the sources of the same circle and time simply Svitjod. Svityod-Sweden is one of the lands where part of the Ases and Vanirs moved. But earlier they lived in Velikaya Svitiod, or in its immediate vicinity. To this it is only necessary to add that the peoples and tribes were in constant motion. One could recall the resettlement of the descendants of Noah, as the Bible tells, but it is not possible to consider this resettlement completed at least by the beginning of the era, by the birth of Christ. The divine plan has been carried out for thousands of years. That is why it is impossible to delineate the borders of the lands of the Aesir and the Vanir at once for a long time. You can depict their routes, their paths - this has already been discussed in Asgard.
Along the way, they created states that both Russian and Scandinavian sources recall. Ases and Vanirs, who came to Svitiod-Sweden, collected tribute from the locals. In the same way, the Russian princes collected tribute from the Slavic tribes.
Svitiod contains two roots in its name. Holy tyod. The second of them means "people", "people". The first is the name. Translation: the people of Swans, Swans. In Asgard, explaining this, I called the name of the sun god Shivani (Shivini). And his name correlated with the name of Svitiod-Sweden. God was depicted in Urartu in the form of a winged solar disk. Sun bird.
The connection of the roots, it seems to me, is difficult to deny. But first of all, the closest parallels should be of interest. This was not done in Asgard: I did not mention the parallel with the name of the great goddess. I wasn't sure then that Swa was one of her names. Not only because she did not confirm my guess, but also because she did not have time to study to the end the source in which this name is often mentioned. What is this source?
Vlesov book. That's what they call him.
More than three decades ago, experts from the USSR Academy of Sciences declared this book a fake. Reason: some letters are not written as they should be. There are spelling mistakes. During the civil war, wooden tablets with text were found. Copies of the text ended up on the table of experts.
But the wooden planks could not be the original. The records were made much earlier than the initial Russian chronicle. I think that the tablets themselves, unfortunately lost, must be the third or fourth copy from the original that has not come down to us. This is the priestly book of the Slavs-Rus. And in copies, errors are simply bound to creep in. Now, if the text were infallible, then it is reasonable to assume that the forger tried. Already he would have worked with the material in a qualified manner, would not have allowed dubious spellings of signs.
I studied the text of this ancient Russian book. I can firmly say: it is impossible to fake it, unthinkable. Bird Mother Swa is the main character of many wooden planks. Their copies are sacred.
The same mediation of the Vans (and Ases) brought faith in the goddess to the Oka, to the Vyatichi, and to the Dnieper. And much to the west and north, the swan was revered as a sacred bird.
This opens your eyes to the ancient mystery of the land of Velikaya Svitiod. The existence of the Swan is also confirmed by Old Norse sources! Svityod-Sweden repeats the name of this land and the union of tribes.
And now it would be necessary to give the floor to the most ancient of Russian authors. No matter how heterogeneous material a pre-chronicle book has absorbed, its unity is felt - a sign of a long tradition, the processing of sources that have not come down to us in a single vein. First of all, let's listen to the arguments about the attitude towards antiquities, towards ancestors, towards their culture (in my translation, I tried to be closer to the original):
“In vain we forget the valor of our former days and go no one knows where. And so we look to the past and speak! For we were ashamed to know Nav and Rule, and to know and realize both sides of these. It was Dazhdbog who created them for us, and this is the same as the light of dawn shining on us. In those ancient days, Dazhdbog commanded our land to be restrained, and all the souls of the ancestors are the light of dawn from paradise. But the Greeks ran into Russia and do evil in the name of their gods, but we are men who do not know where to go and what to do. For what is in the Rule is invisibly laid down by Dazhdbog, first of all, the current in Reveal, and she created our bellies, and if she leaves, there will be death. Reality is the current created before in the Rule. Nav is what will follow later, and before her Nav and after her Nav, and in Prav there is already Yav.
Let us learn from antiquity and turn our souls to it, since it is around us, a power created by the gods, and then we will see in ourselves what is given as a gift from the gods, and not as a transitory need in vain.
It is the souls of our ancestors from paradise that look at us and there Zhalya cries, and reprimands us for the fact that we neglect Pravya, Naviu and Yavu, we neglect to seek the truth and therefore are unworthy of being Dazhdbozh's grandchildren.
We pray to the gods that our soul and body be pure and that our life merges with our forefathers who died in the Bose into a single truth. So we will be Dazhdbozh's grandchildren. See, Russia, how great is the divine mind and it is one with us, and glorify it together with the gods. For our life is mortal and we must work just like our horses, living on earth.
There is another fragment related to the topic.
“... So, we led the birth, because the Greek foxes were lying and depriving us of land by cunning and saying that the sun was against us.
Our numbers multiplied, but we did not gather together. And a thousand three hundred years after the Carpathian exodus, the evil Askold attacked us and then my people hardened from the evil that was happening and went under our banners, asking for protection.
Our Svarog is mighty, but not other gods. If there is no outcome other than death, then that does not frighten us if we are doomed to it, for if Svarog calls us we go to him, because we go that Mother Sva sings a song of war, and we must listen to her so as not to give our herbs to the Greeks and cattle, and those who do not give us stones, here, they say, gnaw, since you have hard and sharp teeth. And they tell us that we are monsters and at night they inspire fear in people, that is, in the same Greeks.
The nations ask us, who are we? And they have to answer that we are people who do not have land, and the Greeks and Varangians (Vriazi) rule us.
And what will we answer to our children when they spit in our eyes and are right?
So, squad, let's gather under our banners and say: we have nothing to eat, let's gather in the field and take ours from the Greeks and we won't take what we can't eat, for Mother Swa is singing over us. Let us let our banners flutter in the wind and let our horses gallop across the steppe, kicking up dust behind us! And let our enemies breathe it in!
That day was our first slaughter and we had two hundred killed for Russia. Eternal glory to them! And people came to us, but there were no leaders. May they come!”
The fragments we have just read give us the opportunity to appreciate the depth of the views of our ancestors. Three worlds Rule, Reality, Nav. They are well known to the Slavs. Correct this and there is a subtle world. The same heavenly world from which the gods appear under different names. This is the father of the sky Svarog, Dazhdbog, Perun, other gods. This is the great goddess Bird Mother Swa. Let me remind you of her other names: Rozhanna, the Cro-Magnon goddess, Isis, Aphrodite, Bagbartu, Anahita, the Mother of God, the Virgin Mary, the Swan Goddess.
The image of the bird-goddess with a sword is found among Novgorod antiquities. We already know that it was the Mother of God who helped to win victories over the enemies of the Russian land. Let's check it out again:
“So let’s celebrate a glorious feast for the enemies! We will fly falcons to Korsun, we will take food and goods and livestock, but we will not captivate the Greeks. They consider us evil, but we are good in Russia, and the one who takes someone else's is not with us, but says that he brings good. Let's not be like them! For there is one who will lead our army, and for him we will try to work and defeat our enemies to the last. Like falcons, let us attack them and rush into a fierce battle, because Mother Sva sings in the sky about the feats of arms! And let's leave our homes and go to the enemies so that they recognize the Russian swords that cut the army.
Do not say that we have nothing else but to go forward and back, do not say that we have no backside, but only a front - but we walk fast, and whoever walks fast gets fame, and who walks slowly, over the crows croak (a lie is not a kriashut) and the chickens laugh (the chicken clenches).
We are not a herd, but pure Russians. And this is a lesson to others, so that they know that we are not afraid of Rule with us and Navi, since Navi has no power over us. Therefore, we must pray to the gods for help in our military labors and try, since Mother Sva beats her wings (beating the kroidlem) for the military labors and the glory of the warriors who drank the living water from the perunitsa in a fierce battle.
And this perunitsa flies to us and gives a horn full of living water to our Pride, who struck with a sword and laid down his violent head.
So, for us there is no death, there is only eternal life, and a brother always takes care of his brother.
And he dies - he goes to the meadows of Svarogov ... This is none other than a proud Russian, and not a Greek and not a Varangian, this is a slave to the Slavic family and he goes with chants of the mother of warriors and Mother Sva to your meadows, great Svarog. And Svarog says to him: go, my son, to that eternal beauty and there you will see your grandfathers and mothers, and they will rejoice and rejoice when they see you. Many have wept until this day, and now they can rejoice over your eternal life to the end.
And in this beauty, Nav appears to us and our warriors are different than the Greeks, we have a different glory. But now we will come to our paradise and see red flowers, and trees, and meadows, and there will be plenty of hay and bread from those fields, and we will gather barley and millet in the bins of Svargova, since there are other riches, not the same as on earth, where the ashes and sickness and suffering.
Peaceful days of eternity will flow.
We will stand in his place and take the fight, and when we fall with glory, we will go there, like him. For Mother Sva beats her sides with wings, the goddess herself shines with light above us, and each feather of her is beautiful - red, blue, blue, yellow, silver, gold and white.
She shines like the sun, and her sons walk around her, for she shines with unearthly beauty, which was bequeathed to us by our gods. And seeing her, Perun thunders in a clear sky, and this is our honor.
We must give our strength to see it. Let us cut off the old life, just as they cut open and cut into firewood the houses left by the fires.
Mother Swa beats her wings, and we go under our banners, for these are the banners of warriors.
In the following lines we are talking about the ancestors of the Rus. This is far from the only such place in the book. It does not fully reflect what happened. Elsewhere in the book one reads otherwise; bit by bit, oral traditions are collected, often scattered, combined in this amazing monument of Russian writing.
“There goes Perun, shaking his golden head, and sends lightning into the blue sky. And it frowns at it. And the Mother sings about her military labors. And we must listen to her and wish for hot battles for our Russia and our shrines.
Mother Swa shines in the clouds like the sun (sun) and announces victories to us. But we are not afraid of death (zgenbeli), since there is eternal life and we must know that in comparison with the eternal, earthly nothingness. We are like sparks on earth, and we will disappear as if we had never been here.
The glory of our fathers will remain with Mother Sva until the end of the earthly and other life. We are not afraid of death, because we are the descendants of Dazhdbog, who gave birth to us, mixed the blood of the Scythians, Antes, Russ, Borusins and Surozhs - they became the grandfathers of the Rus. With singing we go to the blue sky of Svarogovo ...
And the dulebs were driven back to Borus. There are few lyres left, those who are called Ilmerians. They sat down near the lake. Here the Vendians went further, but the Ilmerians remained there. There were few of them left, and they called themselves glades (polenshe).
And Mother Sva beats her wings and sings a battle song, and this bird is not the sun itself, but it all started from it.
Many lines of this book bring us back to ancient views, to poetry, to a unique worldview. The gods and the great goddess are not the decoration of the pages written by mortals, but life itself, the main part of the world. This, of course, was no longer understood at the time of A. N. Afanasyev and other representatives of the “mythological school”, which reduced the images and role of gods to the level of meteorological phenomena. A tragic feature of recent times is the extreme vulgarization of the main foundations of human knowledge. Let us return again to the origins, to wisdom and poetry.
“And here you need to know that the Russian family is going together ... and so we fight with enemies. There is no number of heads of the defeated. And when the enemies are killed - let the predatory animals, eating them, die.
Great rivers flow across Russia and many waters murmur ancient songs.
And those boliards who were not afraid to go into the fields are ready (until half a year), and for many years cared for the freedom of the Russian - these Slavs did not save anything, even their lives, as Bereginya says about them. And Mother Sva beats with her wings and this bird tells about the heroes of Borusin, who fell from the Romans near the Danube near the Troyanov Wall - they perished without a feast. Fast winds dance, weeping about them in autumn, and in icy winters they wail about them (gurloihashchet about an). And wild pigeons and birds sing (chekoshut) that they died in glory, but did not leave their land to the enemies. We are their sons and descendants and will not give our land to either the Varangians (Vrenz) or the Greeks.
Here the red dawn comes to us like a good wife and gives us a prince (malek) so that our strength and strength are doubled. For the dawn is the messenger of the Sun. Let us also listen to the equestrian herald, who gallops towards sunset, whose golden boat heads into the night. And there will be a white cart, drawn by gentle oxen across the blue steppe, where the sun goes to sleep at night (in you). And again, when the day comes to an end, another horse will appear before evening - and so will tell the sun that wagons and oxen are waiting for him there on the Milky Way (a flat path), which the dawn shed in the steppe, called by Mother Swa to hurry.
“We went through the Syrian mountains…” There is such a line in the Book of Woods. I was not surprised that the Slavs or related tribes came from Syria. I think that was the only way the author of this fragment, which was included in the book, could generically name the lands south of the Caucasus, from where the Vanir tribes really came, or rather, their eastern branch. Many centuries have passed. The new editor of the book leaves, apparently, Syria and the Syrian names, but cannot understand the Urartian and Assyrian ones - earlier ones. After all, the Assyrian cuneiform writing on the steles of the kings of Urartu is silent, it is no longer understood. History, at the whim of laws, becomes again - after a long written tradition! - the property of storytellers, priests, she refers to oral sources. The names of the lands are inevitably modernized: the former ones are forgotten, not understood, excluded from the texts, which, however, continue to live even after their recording for another century.
With the penetration into the secret of the Great Svitiod, inhabited not least by the Venedi Vans, the drawing of the ancient book becomes transparent. After the departure of some of the Wends to the west, Great Svitiod remains to live in their memory, even when they, in alliance with the Ases, reach Scandinavia. Another name for this land (Swan) is very well known to the Huns, who were forced to leave it after the battles with the Slavs.
Bird Mother Swa, Goddess Swan gave the name to this land.
I am sure that the ancient book should therefore be called differently. A cursory mention of Vles does not give grounds for the former (conditional) name. I will call it the "Swan Book", which fully reflects the place of action, the main events and the role of the great goddess.
Kiy, Shchek and Khoriv are known to us from the annals. In the "Swan Book" they are mentioned without the Swan sister. This is understandable: the book is much older than the chronicle, it clearly remembers and distinguishes the great goddess from mortal princes, tribal leaders and cannot call her their sister. Of course, in the chronicle of the Christian period in Russia, the Swan Goddess could only act under a different name - a Christian one.
Anyone who comes to the city can see a modern monument to the founders of Kyiv, Kiy, Shchek, Khoriv and Lybid, over the Dnieper. It aroused in me an irresistible desire to rescue from oblivion the past of the Swan, personified in the form of a sister.
From a historical point of view, Lybid-Swan in the Russian chronicle embodies in its image all this ancient land of the Slavs between the Dnieper and the Don. The word "sister" emphasizes the affinity of languages, peoples, tribes that participated in the creation and development of Kievan Rus.
In my works, I call Thrace, Asia Minor and some regions of Transcaucasia the Trojan-Thracian region. It roughly corresponds to the states of the Proto-Europeans and Slavs of the period of Hittite rule. Thrace has always been close to the Asia Minor coast with its culture. Many tribes spoke related languages or dialects of the same language. Having founded states here in the second and first millennia BC, the ethnos gradually shifted to the north, flowing around Pontus (Black Sea) from two sides, from the east and west. There, in the north, new cities were founded, old customs were brought to life, what was remembered from ancient times was written down. This is how the Swan Book was written, dating back to the Trojan-Thracian region; remembering both the Wends and the Thracians, two streams of which met approximately at the borders of the Dniester and Dnieper and founded cities. So sister Lybid made an alliance with the rattling chronicle brothers.
Part of the Thracians and Ilirians (close to the Thracians) went north. Near Lake Ilmen you can find traces of the Illyrian antiquity. In Thrace there was a state of Odryses (Odryuses) - a contemporary of Rome. There were also states in Illyria. They fought hard against Rome. The Slavic ethnos moved north of Pontus and founded a new civilization there (Shcherbakov I.I. Veka Troyanovy. Sat. Roads of Millennia. M., 1988, p. 60-116). The fate of the Trojan-Thracian region after the departure of the Slavs from there is known. Persia and Byzantium still held out, but then they could not resist the pressure of the southern and eastern hordes.
Opponents who do not recognize the authenticity of the book speak of its author's horizons being limited by the Carpathians in the west and the Volga in the east. Therefore, they say, the language of the monument belongs to the Eastern Slavic languages. And get down to business from these positions. But then, from the Carpathians to the Volga, there were many languages and tribal dialects. And in its language the book reflects entire epochs. In what language is it written? And why are there, for example, polonisms (an argument against authenticity!)?
What language is the Avesta written in? Answer: two at once. And why in "Avesta" there are also Polonisms? I will answer: with comparatively recent standards (in relation to the periods of formation of the monument) it is impossible to approach this.
Other arguments of opponents: "impossible forms", "lack of agreement", different spelling of words. They simply do not know that even in very short Etruscan inscriptions there are a lot of the same different spellings and "impossibility". Yes, the writing of the book retained tribal lore and the influence of different dialects. If not, the opponents will have to include the Goths of the Sea of Azov in the East Slavic massif along with dozens of other tribes. Another argument: the names of the tribes from the book can be found in other sources. Are fantastic tribal names more convincing? And here is how the main opponent writes about the “permanent character”:
“Matyresva is a constant character in the book; apparently, this is a wonderful bird (or deity) that sings of the victories of the Russians.” A finger in the sky. I will answer him: Mother Bird Sva is the main character of the book, a great goddess, and the root word of her bright name remains even in modern Icelandic, despite the strict comic prescriptions regarding the “horizon” from the Carpathians to the Volga - and only, neither there nor here.
Yes, there must be dark places in a collection book, mistakes of old and new scribes-copyists, "impossibility", as in any genuine monument with a very difficult fate.
The images of the Swan Book are the property of many tribes that inhabited not only Swan. These images have been imprinted on its pages for centuries and millennia, they have become a living heritage of the civilization of the Trojan-Thracian region and the northern homeland of the Slavs. The general line of the narrative connects events of great length in time, starting with the ancient Vans, Cimmerians and Thracians, episodes of the struggle with Rome (Romans), with the Greeks for the Black Sea cities, Goths and Huns, and ending with the prelude to Christianization.
Isn't that how the Tale of Igor's Campaign remembers both Troyanov's path and the time of Busovo? The similarity here is explained by tradition, long and indisputable. An attentive historian and reader will find plenty of evidence for this, especially in the Swan Book. But the differences between the two monuments of writing from each other are very significant, even striking. This is both from the difference in the displayed epochs and from the language itself, images that are incomparably older in the Swan Book.
Let me remind you: only a dialogue with the greatest goddess made it possible to understand, comprehend the discovery of the real Swan (Great Svitiod) and find the key to the seemingly legendary names, events and customs: Mother Bird Sva - Goddess Swan - Swan - folk dances of the Vyatichi with a virgin - swan.
This is an invaluable gift of the Mother of God.
The ideas about the world and its structure in the Swan Book are so deep that they undoubtedly reflect the divine truth, the revelation that was bestowed on the Slavs. There is no need to convince that this truth comes from the greatest goddess herself. People could dispose of the gifts of heaven in one way or another by virtue of free will. They chose their path. Different streams and phenomena of life united and were at enmity with each other. This is the real story. Variants of views were combined or excluded mutually. The flow of time picked up what survived. Nobody canceled the laws of life and struggle for our world.
This is the divine "Swan Book".
We wanted to discover the world of ancient beliefs, which would organically enter the mainstream of our days, without dissolving in it and supplementing our ideas, while maintaining its literal, and not figurative or allegorical meaning. It was more of a dream, a secret dream even.
And this dream is fulfilled in the Swan Book.
Above our heads, as before, as thousands of years ago, the enchanting image of the eternally young Swan Goddess shines.
The Swan Book directly answers the question about Carpatho-Thracian Rus, about the migration of the Rus to the east, to the Dnieper. It describes the battles and clashes with the Goths and Huns, named the ancient names of the gods, speaks of Antes, princes of ancient times, of the people's council.
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How the Soul sings from the Heavenly Light...
Irrigated with living dew.
Clean morning ... spring morning
Fair-haired children under the cover of Heaven,
Collecting...
How to fly in the worlds of boundless
Bird Sva - flew in Eternity,
Yes, with a beam of bright light, she dropped a marvelous feather
In the morning fog to Earth - Mother.
Where the feather falls
The silver spring is beating,
On the ground, a stream of crystal, flowing.
Who gives life to everyone,
Filled with light of joy.
The sun is bright and reflective.
Oh my soul asks with jealousy
To Berezen - my Light Russia.
It beats with a white wing, the Sva bird from Heaven
Eternal Light above me - the Light of the glow.
Call me or punish me
I will give you a faithful heart.
Divine bird. According to the tablets of Veles, the Vyshen or Vishny (Most High) transmits the Knowledge (Vedas), or the Fire of Faith, to the Russian people through his messenger Bird Mother Sva. Mother Sva sings glory and these words come from the Bird Vyshnya, from Svarga flying over Russia. And his fire is given by Mother Swa, and She brings glory on her wings to our forefathers. And Mother Sva calls to the Almighty, who sends fire through the forests to our hearths, then He comes to the rescue.
Bird Sva (Svarog). Gamayun. Sirin. Bird. She says, when fire and death rushes towards us, turning Golun into a burnt place: “Gods, water and rain rain! And Sva spoke in our field, and beat her wings, and sang songs to the slaughter, and that bird is not the Sun, it is the one because of which everything became. The Sva bird sings about the day when the Slavs united and created Ruskolan near Golun. And we were waiting for that time, when Svarog's wheels are spinning with us. That time will come after Mother Swa's song. There is a bird that remembers and sings about the battles and civil strife of the exodus of Russians from Semirechye. She will sit on a tree and begin to sing, and every pen of hers is different, and shines with different colors. And it will become in the night as during the day, and she sings songs about the battles and civil strife of the Russians. Look around - see that bird on your forehead! That bird will lead you to victories over enemies, for you are her sons and therefore you will win! She, showing off in front of us, attracted us to her light. And so it was in other times, when the Russians went with the Wends and they wanted to take their gods to the sea.
The name of Mother Swa is also found in the Vedas of India. In the Mahabharata, she (Matarisvan) is called a descendant of Garuda "a glorious, all-praised, long-lived" Bird, whose genus comes from Vishnu, who for Her is the Highest. She is the messenger of the sun god Vivasvan, in the Russian tradition the sun god Vyshen-Dazhbog, the face of the Almighty for our solar system. The Mother Bird (Materishvan), as well as Mother Sva, carries fire to the ancestors of the Aryans. In translations from Sanskrit, it is quite possible to write not as it is now Matarishvan, but simply Mother Sva (Slavic myths). Mother Swa - Mother Russian. Steppe. Mother of the Sun. Bird, incarnation of the Great Mother - Lada. The patroness of Russia. In the Book of Veles, the image of the Sva bird combines the images of many folklore birds, primarily the Gamayun bird. Mother Sva beats with her wings on her sides from two sides, as if on fire, all shining with light and rushes at enemies - Goths and Huns. And all Her feathers are different: red, blue, red-brown, yellow, and silver, gold, and white. And she shines just as the Sun is a king, and She goes near Yasun, and she also shines with the seventh beauty, bequeathed from the gods. And Perun, seeing Her, thunders in that clear sky. And this is our happiness, and we must make every effort to see how they cut off our old life from the new, just as they cut firewood in firewood houses. Mother Swa calls to us to go for our land and fight for the hearths of our tribe, for we are Russians. Every time the enemy came against us, we ourselves took swords and won victories. It was proclaimed from Mother Swa that our future is glorious. And we flowed to death, as to a holiday. We said to Mother Swa when we were in trouble: "Defend our land well!" Vende, those had a shaky faith in Mother Swa, because they were often defeated by enemies. We sing songs to Mother Swa near the evening bonfires, where we tell in old words about our glory, about our holy Semirechye, where we had cities, where our fathers fought. And we left this land, going to another land, where we must now hold on. Mother Sva predicted glory to us, that we would take Golun, put cities and villages there, and begged us to save the glory of our fathers. But for a thousand and three hundred years, although we have been keeping our holy things, and now our wives say that we are blessed, that we have lost our reason and we stand like lambs before enemies, that we do not dare to go to battle and smash our enemies with a sword. Mother Sva sings glory to us so that we sing of campaigns against enemies, and we believe her, since this glory comes from a bird from above, flying across the Russian sky from us. The song of praise is sung by Mother Swa. She is a beautiful bird that brought fire to our ancestors at home, and also accepted a lamb. We were waiting for that time, when the Svarog wheels are spinning with us. That time will come after Mother Swa's song. She sings about the labors of her soldiers. And we must listen to her and wish for a severe battle for our Russia and our shrines. Mother Swa shines in the clouds like the Sun and heralds victories and doom to us. But we must take care of the eternal, because the earthly is nothing against it. We ourselves are on the ground, like a spark, and we will perish in the darkness, as if we never existed. The glory of our fathers will come to Mother Swa, and will remain in her until the end of the earthly centuries and other life. And with this we are not afraid of death, for we are the descendants of Dazhbog, who gave birth to us through the Zemun cow. That bird Mother Swa is not the Sun, she is the one who made everything happen. Mother Sva guards, guards us and spreads her wings in all directions, and our bodies are in the middle, and the head of the yasuni is on her shoulders in a glorious crown, she cannot lose it in a cut. The head of Mother Swa is yasun, and it has been preserved until this day.
Article from the Internet, my poems.
A long time ago, when oaks and birches whispered among themselves in dense forests, seas and rivers were filled with countless flocks of fish, and the stars shone brighter, our ancestors felt themselves an integral part of nature, lived with it in harmony and obeyed its laws. Stones, water, clouds, stars, herbs, trees, animals, birds, people, gods - everything was one and interconnected.
Ancient people knew the answer. At the heart of the universe lay the will and power of the Great Mother Goddess Sva, once she was our pagan alpha and omega.
Her father was Chaos, Timelessness, Nothing. Mother - Black Abyss, Mist, Darkness. The goddess Sva herself is troelika. Her full name is the Great Goddess Swa, Mother of Time and Eternity, Space and Order, Daughter of Chaos and Mother of Mist. That is, she was born from the Mist, and she also gives rise to the Mist. It is eternal and infinite, it is born, dies and is reborn again, it is unchanging and changeable. She is the essence of harmony. The famous videoma (looped line) by Andrey Voznesensky "Mothermothermother..." was not just an avant-garde pampering of an aging poet.
The image of Mother Swa goes back to the Indo-European goddess of love, family and marriage Matarishvan. In Sanskrit, "sva" ("shva") means "spirit". From this ancient root came the Russian words "one's own, brother-in-law", "light", "holiness" and the word "wedding" so beloved by all women.
Over the centuries, Sva has lengthened to Glory, Slavuni. And we, the Slavs, are mortal sons and daughters of the goddess Swa. We owe our self-name to the once dominant matriarchy. And to this day Russia is under invisible female patronage. And who came up with the idea that we should be controlled by a firm male hand?
The ancient inhabitants of Eastern Europe imagined Mother Swa as a huge bird with a female head and golden wings. She gave people heavenly fire, taught them how to store it in hearths, how to plow the land and raise cattle.
At the same time, Sva-Glory is the goddess of victory, a formidable warrior, she is bright and hot like the sun, she incinerates enemies and bathes the most brave and courageous defenders of the fatherland in her rays. Her later folklore incarnations are the female birds Gamayun, Alkonst, Sirin, the Phoenix borrowed from the Greeks and, of course, the primordially Russian Firebird.
The goddess Sva gave birth to numerous other Slavic gods and deities. Having taken away a piece of her soul from herself, she gave birth to Svarog, the supreme pagan god of the Russians. Here obvious analogies with the immaculate conception of the Virgin Mary arise, don't they? When Svarog grew up, he knew his mother - their connection was not criminal, but divine. They had sons Dazhdbog and Perun and daughters Dennitsa and Diva. And there the grandchildren and granddaughters went: Kupava, Kolyada, Lada, Lelya, Kostroma, Veles, Ovsen, Yarilo, Stribog, Mokosh ... Each god was "responsible" for a particular season, natural phenomenon, human occupation and craft. Old Russian women especially revered Mokosh - the goddess of water, rivers, streams, swamps, lakes and seas, the daughter of Perun the Thunderer and Diva the Earth. So it is not by chance that modern women bow to the water element - they often spend several hours in the bathroom, and during the summer holidays they tend to go to the sea and only to the sea.
The current inhabitants of Russia have not believed in pagan gods for a long time. From school history textbooks, we only remember that the wooden statue of Perun was symbolically let down the river when Russia adopted Christianity. In honor of Kostroma, a city is named, known for its shopping malls, a monumental fire tower and both legendary and anecdotal Ivan Susanin. In honor of Lada - an even more anecdotal "masterpiece" of the domestic auto industry.
The name of the Goddess Swa has completely disappeared from our memory, and we are increasingly using the word "glory" not only in relation to the true heroes of the nation, but also to all sorts of dubious people from the world of show business. Maybe that is why we are prone to disorder and slovenliness, have lost touch with nature, have ceased to admire and be inspired by the clear blue sky and the unhurried flow of majestic rivers, we do not feel the soul of stones and trees, we strive to trample, break, squander everything. We do not remember our roots and origins, we do not follow centuries-old customs and traditions, we are arrogant and argue with our parents, we do not always treat women with due care and respect.
But the kind and wise Mother Swa forgives us. With her magical golden wing, she shelters us from troubles and misfortunes, caresses and consoles, presses us to her chest, wipes away tears and showers us with kisses.
Her love is unconditional, her generosity is limitless. As a mighty and beautiful bird, Sva-Glory flies over the boundless Russian expanses, sings of the steadfastness and valor of the people subject to it, illuminates the path to the future for us.
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