Thursday, February 10, 2022 (九) VIIII⩸WIII IX

"Let us use will's force in developing ourselves in the earth's plane."   ECRL 3784-1

Will is oriented natural force

“The sky rings with thunder,

Then the clouds shined with lightning

And he appeared into existence, as if by lightning

The son of Svarog, Перýн the Thunderer!”

Перýн

Perun was seen to be the creator and master of rain, lightning, and thunder (and anything that had to do with hurricanes and storms), Perun’s name is even based on the old Indo-European root “parg” meaning ‘to strike’, much like lightning would. In fact, the Polish word for ‘thunderbolt’ is Piorun. He possessed the ability to shoot lightning strikes from a bow as well as create storms to aid farmworkers.

As well as being associated with weather, he is known for his attribution to war, believed to be a fearsome and unforgiving god who through his leadership of the military maintained order in the world. During times of war or hardship, the ancient Slavic people looked towards Perun, who sought to punish their enemies or grant life and fertility to them through the rain.

It is said Perun was born to the Mother Sva (or the goddess Lada) after she consumed a Pike fish containing an embodiment of Rod, the creator god. The Book of Kolyady contains possibly one of the only known myths on the birth of Perun:

“The sky rings with thunder,

Then the clouds shined with lightning

And he appeared into existence, as if by lightning

The son of Svarog, Perun the Thunderer!”

Diva ― who had now become the Peruna/Perunitsa – wife of Perun, ― sang out to Perun:

“Let us go, Perun, we shall walk

Over fields and over the woods!

With a storm, you shall pass

And I – a lightning bolt!

Thou shalt smite the storm,

And I – blurted out!

Let us go, Perun, we shall walk

Over fields and over the woods!

With the rain, you shall pass

And I – with grace,

You – will bring down water,

And I – will grow …

Let us go, thunder, we shall walk

With a storm, you shall pass

in the field of the Tartar!

You are with the storm,

And I with Molonya,

You will kill,

And I shall blurt out.

Let us go, thunder, we shall walk

in the field of Turdak!

You are with the rain,

and I am with grace,

you spill,

but I grow.”