From time immemorial, a woman has been worshiped among the Slavs as the Mother of God, a keeper of the hearth who illuminates the world with the light of spirituality, kindness and love that is with the highest spiritual beginning of life itself. Despite all the calamities of the Slavic peoples such as many wars, the raids of nomads, everyday disorderliness, the pursuit of beautiful women as witches, and maybe even because of this, a genetic cocktail of the Slavs crystallized as an extremely powerful, unique, and vital stable code that gave birth to a beautiful, brave, and wise nation . Namely, internationalism, by virtue of historical circumstances peculiar to our people since ancient times, became the basis of this unique genetic code.
Slavic beauty is sobornal. It marks a kind of unity that is not only an external but also an internal. It is a unity of the many parts of the space where a person lives that is the space of the home and the whole wide Rus. Here a Slavic girl is a symbol of noble appearance and unity. She is the Mother of God.
“Slavs were determined not by the external beauty of tattoos, nose rings, etc., the beauty of a woman’s ability to be as we, Ukrainians, say – Bereginja (it means “keeper”) in the family, be loving, be brave or, in some situations, even be cold-blooded. Genetically, from generation to generation, it was necessary to survive in Ukraine, so it was necessary to be able to sew, embroider, darn, cook, etc., by yourself.” (Bogdan Ivanovich Sushinskiy, Ukrainian writer.)
The image of the Slavic woman is one of incredibly versatility. She is a tireless hard worker and a compassionate sister, a caring mother and loving wife, but most of all, she is a true friend who is ready not only to support and inspire her beloved but also willing to make sacrifices to her ideals. Let’s recall, for example, the selfless Russian wives of the Decembrists, who left carefree social lives and traveled to the Siberian cold in misery and shame for their doomed husbands.
The beauty of Slavic women is harmony, the indissoluble unity of their sensitive and noble souls and their fine-looking appearance. After all, a face that luminous, thoughtful, and feeling can not be ugly.