Baba’s Last Blossom Ritual Candle & Altar Plate

My Baba was an amazing lady. When people would ask about her, I would always say, “Oh she’s good; she’s a brick shithouse!” I know that sounds kind of glib, but she was a powerhouse of a woman. Bordering on 6 feet tall, she could and would do anything she set her mind to.

She would speak to me in slurred Ukrainian English, and it was not till later in life while sitting in Ukrainian school that I realized I understood more than I thought.

“Don’t sleep in the moonlight! It will make you strange!” she would tell me, though I continued to inch forwards towards it. “Figoosmakam!” she would yell in slurred Ukie-English, meaning “a fistful of poppyseeds” when something was worth nothing.

I love her and miss her so much.

She would craft, garden, & bake like you wouldn’t believe—ice cream pails full of perogies and cabbage rolls. It didn’t matter who you were; if you came to her home, she made sure you were full of food and drink.

This is my tribute to her. What is being offered to you here for her Birthday Month (she would be 102 on March 23rd ) is a beautiful altar set, with an offering plate that is perfect for any altar for spring celebrations, or for reconnecting with your ancestors and Baba’s. I want to share her struggles, strength, and fortitude with you all.

This candle has been dressed with my Baba’s favourite flowers (Marigolds) & was hand poured with 100% pure soy wax inside vintage fine china with whispered spells & prayers to bring blessings to your household and offerings to your ancestors. A wooden wick makes it sound as though a tiny campfire is burning bright in your home. In slavic folklore Marigolds (chornobryvtsi) symbolize young beauty, paternal home, native land. The flower was brought to Ukraine in nineteenth century & quickly became so popular that could be seen in every Ukrainian yard. In Ukrainian folklore chornobryvtsy are children that reach out for their mother. Old legend says that once upon a time in one Ukrainian village lived a family with three gay & pretty sons. Enemies came to the village and kidnapped children. The mother tried to find children but couldn’t. She often cried near the window where the children used to play. Where her tears dropped, their chornobryvtsi grew.

Vintage 70’s Federal Glass Snack Set

You will receive 1 set