Mermaids and all that…


For the first 15 years of my life I always lived within a stone’s throw from the shore of the Northern Atlantic Ocean.  it was grey, and fierce, and utterly alluring.  I loved the sea, and I worshipped her until we moved away when I was 15.  Since then I’ve felt a little lost.  The Pacific Ocean — when I had time to visit her — didn’t have that same feel.  The northern Pacific off the coast of WA was more reminiscent of my childhood, but still not the same.

About three weeks ago I was able to go down to the Gulf of Mexico by Corpus Christi, TX.  I hadn’t touched a shore in over a year.  The Gulf…well, it doesn’t have the same feel as my North Atlantic or my Northern WA coast.  But it opened the longing….and I decided to create an altar to my She of the Sea upon my return.  I miss her desperately, and I know I will never again be able to touch her shores and feel her power.  It’s depressing, I must admit.

But I need to make the best of it until I can touch a shore that charges me with the same power at the North Atlantic and the Northern WA oceans.  And then….I began an interest in mermaids.  I have no clue why.  Mermaids have never figured into my reverence of She.  Mermaids are not a part of She, as far as I’m concerned.  Mermaids never had any appeal.  Ever.

So why the sudden interest?  I have no idea. Anyone care to fill me in on something I can’t put a finger on?


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