In the darkest depths of my soul, swims a mermaid, slick and glistening. Hair wildly flowing, unbound and free. Eyes the color of the storm churned sea and pirate gold. She revels in the way the salty water slides along her skin. She contains within herself all the beauty and terror of the untamed and bountiful ocean. She also has the tentacles of a Blue Ring octopus, she is as deadly as she is divine. ( Some day I will have her tattooed on my skin.)
Because of her I have always been drawn to mermaids. Because of things like Disney and New Age fluffy bunnies, I’ve avoided mermaids as much as I could. I couldn’t stand the shallow softness. I didn’t want to be associated with it. It screams too much of women being mild mannered things. Pretty and silent. Something to be seen, lusted after, but not heard. Mermaids like Disney’s Ariel, are like nails across chalkboard to my inner mermaid. She gnashes her teeth at them.
I am drawn in by their freedom, self confidence, and feral-ness. The patriarchy, no matter how hard it tries, has never been able to tame them. Somewhere inside, all of us house chained mermaids bent on escape and we should set them free. Let them lead us through the dark murky waters of ourselves and find the treasures buried there.
We’ve been lead to believe in mermaids that give away their power for love are good and the ones that don’t are bad. Ariel gives up more than her voice for a chance at her prince. Stories of mermaids drowning men are mainly about mermaids who keep their personal power and are shameless in their sexuality and therefor are dangerous. Women’s strength is something that needs to be feared, bound, owned, and controlled or it will destroy you, at least according to most mermaid tales.
I think while many people are currently drawn to mermaids there is also a lack of depth and understanding about mermaids. People have been trying to shove them in nice little goldfish bowls right next to their unicorns that shit rainbows. In doing so, they are missing out on powerful magicks.
“Woman, know and love thyself.” Said every mermaid ever.
Most New Age teachings have everyone focusing on the Love and Light movement and turning their backs on anything dark or shadowy. It’s like only reading every other chapter in a book. Sure you can get to the end, but you’ve missed half the story, all the really juicy parts too. Many teachings today have us looking up and out of ourselves for improvement, growth, and enlightenment. While it is useful to do so, we miss out on the healing and growth that come from our inner depths.
Water is like a portal to all our emotions, deepest desires, and darkest fears. It is a mirror that shows us our reflection and it isn’t always one we wish to see. The ocean floor is decorated with the workings of our subconscious minds where all intuitive messages are received and then work their way to the surface, so we can make use of them. Mermaids swim fearlessly through this realm. They are confident in themselves and shameless in their femininity and sexuality.
They can guide us, if we are brave enough to follow them into the deep dark places. But they have no interest in shoving you toward the surface if you start to drown. They want you to swim and save yourself. It’s a hard thing for women indoctrinated into the belief that a man must save us to do. Many will calmly float on the surface on a mild sunny day, but never dive down into the ocean’s abundance and flee for the shore at the first sign of a storm, never realizing that under neath the churning waves everything is far calmer and safer than on land.
Treasure chests don’t float. You’ve got to seek that shit out.
Love and Light spirituality would have you believe that every Being is bent on glittering you into enlightenment. If you look at older myths and faery tales, that wasn’t the case. Faery (I believe mermaids are apart of the Faery realms) is full of dark tricky things waiting to teach you hard risky lessons. Important life or death sorts of lessons. I think the New Age movement does us all a disservice by trying to clean away those lessons.
Seek our your inner mermaid. Listen for her rattling chains, give her back her voice, let her swim free and follow her.