Shapeshifting - Folklore and Mythology - Slavic

Slavic

Slavic and Russian Shamaness' are known for their powerful Black Shaman experiences of real shape shifting of the soul. Usually these fierce female shamans will eradicate or fight non-shaman shape shifter humans who are called false sorcerers and dark magicians. Some of the most common 'real' shape shifting occurs in dreams at night when one crosses the veil, but some can also manifested over here in the waking dream as well. What lay people should understand is that we remain human and projection of animal shape shifting at the same time, but not in the same place.

Shape shifting in its real essence (not literature or language sense) is an aspect of the soul (emotional body) which can multi-project. The soul projects in its dreaming enegy, a soul of an animals. This is real shape shifting in its core essence. The most popular dark shape shifter souls are humans who turn into werewolves, rather than wolves. Werewolves are a human with karma, where shape shifting into a wolf, is a human without karma. Coyotes in their dark projection reality are called Skin-walkers but a human whose a higher level but less karma will shift into a plain coyote. In Japanese sorcery the human with soul karma will shape shift into the Tanuki and the human who carries dark energy in the western world is commonly known as a vampire and shifts into a bat.

In black shamanism of the old Slavic shifters, the huntress black shamans search for dark humans out in the dreamtime, in the in-between worlds and go slay them, and often then, these humans are no longer able to project their darkness.

In literature Slavic mythology, werewolves and other human-to-animal shapeshifters, exist in their variations. But in the Slavic world is full of tales about human transformations. For example, in Poland, in the parish church of Schwarzenstein, hang two horse-shoes: the legacy of an interesting tale. In the village of Eichmedian, a mile from Rastenburg, there lived a woman who was a tavern-keeper. A greedy woman, she charged double to honest rate for board and lodging. Late one evening, a group of guests accused her of cheating them. Defending herself, she swore an oath before them, saying:

- If my business is not just, Then ride my back the Devil must! -

To her horror and the amazement of all present, the room suddenly darkened and the Devil suddenly appeared before her. He gestured, and unable to resist, she knelt on all fours. She felt herself growing and changing, and the Devil mounted her back as she tossed her head and made whinnying sounds. In seconds she stood before the dumbstruck guests as a bay mare, and the Devil gave a great laugh and rode her out of the building and out of the village.

At headlong speed he rode her to the town of Schwarzenstein, and to a blacksmith's shop there, arriving in the small hours of the morning. He roused the blacksmith and demanded that his steed be shod at once. The blacksmith, yawning, complained of the late hour and that his forge was shut down and cold. But the Devil insisted and promised gold if it were done swiftly, and so the blacksmith agreed. He lit his furnace, and had the Devil work the bellows. The blacksmith had not long begun his work however when the mare began to speak, evidently having worked out how to form human words with her equine lips. "Don't you know me?" she begged. "It is I, the tavern-keeper of Eichmedian!"

The blacksmith was horrified and nothing could persuade him to continue with the shoeing. The Devil raged but there was nothing he could do, and as a cock heralded the arrival of dawn, the spell was broken. The Devil vanished and the tavern-keeper returned to her human form. Repenting of her greedy ways, she had the two horse-shoes which the smith had already fashioned nailed up in the church as a warning to other cheats.