I don’t know how many of you are familiar with this particular manifestation of sinister feminine energy. Samca is, according to Romanian folklore, a predatory female demon, especially dangerous for children and women in labor. However, the woods are her territory and no one is safe when venturing into the wild.
She appears as a naked woman, with long, uncombed hair, saggy breasts that touch the ground, eyes that shine like stars, sickle-shaped (!) talons and a fiery tongue. It seems that she is depicted with exacerbated or even “reversed” fertility symbols: her hair is long, but wild and dirty and her breasts are big, but saggy, the breasts of a woman well past her fertile age.
She has 19 names : Avestiţa; Brana; Zîlina; Iscara; Piha ; Isprava; Liba; Muha; Hae; Glubina; Nicarda; Tea; Hulubai; Tehaia; Nevederia; Teiana; Ghesna; Rota; Zîlîsamca. According to legend, she revealed these names to Archangel Michael when he defended young Jesus Christ from her attack. If one has knowledge of these names he can defend one’s self from Samca by writing all of them inside one’s house.
I am not aware of any rituals for conjuring or working with Samca BUT if one persuades someone to write a spell for Samca and wear the parchment on which it was written, Samca will target him instead of the one that has fallen ill because of her attack.
Romanian ethnologist Tudor Pamfile collected the following spell against Samca ( I suppose this is the one you can use for her to target someone else):
A purces pe cale, pe cărare, N. Când, la jumătate cale, L-a întâlnit o Samcă cu patru picioare, Cu păr de urs îmbrăcată până în pământ. (person for whom the spell is recited) went along a path, When, halfway down the road A four legged Samca met him, - interesting how the Samca met him, not the other way around With the hair of a bear hanging to the ground. - Jung associated bears with the chthonic mother Bine l-a întâlnit, Trupul i-a schimonosit, Pieptul i-a stricat, Ochii i-a păienjenit, Sângele i-a băut. She met him well, Deformed his body, Destroyed his chest, Blurred his vision Drank his blood. - Samca featured as a vampire Carne i-a mâncat, Toate puterile i-a luat. She ate his flesh, Drained him of his strength. Nimeni nu l-a văzut, Nimeni nu l-a auzit, Numai Maica Domnului Din poarta cerului A auzit şi l-a văzut Şi l-a întrebat No one saw him, No one heard him, Only the Holy Mother - solar feminine archetype At the gate of heaven Heard him and saw him And asked - Ce te văicărezi şi te căinezi? - Cum nu m-oi văicăra Şi nu m-oi căina, Când am purces pe cale pe cărare, Gras şi frumos Când la jumătate de cale M-a întâlnit o Samcă cu patru picioare, Cu piele de urs îmbrăcată, Trupul mi-a schimonosit, Pieptul mi l-a stricat, Ochii mi-a păienjenit, Sângele mi-a băut, Carnea mi-a mâncat, Şi nime nu m-a auzit Şi nime nu m-a văzut! - Why are you whining and moaning? - How not to whine, How not to moan When I went down the path Fat and handsome - sometimes, in rural Romania, fat is consiered a sign of well being And halfway down the road I was met by a four legged Samca Dressed in a bear's pelt, She deformed my body, Destroyed my chest, Blurred my vision, Drank my blood, Ate my flesh, And no one saw me, And no one heard me! Şi i-a zis Maica Domnului: - Du-te la cine ştie descânta, Cu mătura te-a mătura, De la tine l-a depărta, Cu acu l-a împunge şi l-a străpunge, De la tine s-a duce. Cu biciul l-a biciui, De la tine s-a porni, Peste Marea Neagră l-a arunca, Unde popa nu toacă, Lui Dumnezeu nu se roagă. Acolo sa-i fie cina şi odihna Şi N. să rămâie luminat, Ca cristalul de curat, Cum Dumnezeu l-a zidit, Şi mă-sa ce l-a făcut! And the Holy Mother told him - Go to the one that can cast spells, He will sweep you with a broom, He will cast her away, Pierce her with a needle, She will go away from you. With a whip he will whip her, She will leave you, Throw her over the Black Sea, Where the priest doesn't play his bell board, Doesn't pray to God. There shall she rest and feast. And light will be upon (person for whom the spell is recited), And he will be clean as a crystal, Like God had built him And his mother had had him.
The spell is to be cast three times a day, three days a month, for three months. You need strong alcohol, a broom straw, a needle and a found whip. The will person must drink the alcohol.
Note: this is an approximate translation, so don’t expect any rhythm or any other elements of prosody. The comments in Italics are mine.