I wrote a great post last night during WordPress’ server meltdown (anyone else have trouble posting comments or posts in general?) and LOST it! Arrrrrrg. This Mermaid was a little upset. A “little” upset for me is growling and rolling my eyes. Anyways…I will try to recover the flavour of the post now:
So yesterday, I had a pretty emotionally charged day after having spent it with a friend in the hospital. He’s hanging in there, the Divine Spirit and Gods/Goddesses willing, to teach us about the transience of life and the bold courage of a person. I returned home feeling a little dispirited though. I really wanted to kick the Universe in the proverbial “junk” [but then I got to thinking — what really is a “junk” and where would it be? hmmm….orbiting space junk perhaps…].
Anyways, another friend tried to cheer “me” up (when I know full well, they don’t have time, nor emotional energy for my ‘moods’) with some quirky emails etc. to no avail. I even tried cleaning my house to set and adjust my thought waves (a little Howard Hughes OCD thingie that I have), again, to no avail. Then it hit me…I flipped the computer on and opened Microsoft Word. Writing always seems to help when I need a release.
The words flowed relatively smoothly, but not in an Edgar Cayce kind of way, because I truly knew that the words were mine:
“There are thoughts skimming about my mind, like little fishes seeking refuge in a reef of tranquility. If I stared into that clear pool long enough, it would be my wish that those wishes would find safe haven amongst the many nooks and crevices of colourful coral as I looked on. Some days I am brought to tears when I imagine the fragility of those tiny fish. I see them struggling against a rising tide that threatens to carry them out to abysmal depths. I watch helplessly as they struggle against the muddling currents.”
After writing those few lines, I was finished. I stared at the page. It felt as though I was a baby that had spat up something that couldn’t be digested. It almost felt like an overspent literary offering. As I sat there, looking at the screen, I debated writing more, but couldn’t. Then, I surveyed my desk. I spotted my Goddess oracle cards and grasped the box. “Oh, what the heck!” I muttered to myself as I opened the shiny box and proceeded to shuffle the cards. As I flipped through the cards, one of them simply jumped into my left hand (this tends to be interpreted as an energetic sign in divination), so I turned it over and gasped:
Yemanya – “Golden Opportunity” – “Important doors are opening for you right now. Walk through them.” She is an African and Brazilian Goddess credited with creating the sea. There is more. Devotees of this Goddess (on December 31) cast white flowers into tiny boats and send them to sea. If Yemanya grants your wish, her waves swallow your boat. If she denies your wish, it will wash ashore. She is a nurturer, protector, supplier and one that grants wishes. [Hm…I will wish for dignity, compassion, and positive Light and Energy for my friend, that’s for sure….]. As for myself, the message was clear…there are ample opportunities in my life now (I just registered a business and I have alot of projects on-the-go that I will be working on and benefiting from), timing is everything, big, happy changes are on the horizon. This is the time to dive into opportunity and seek and reap the rewards of your hard work.
Coincident? I think not. The Goddess energy is working on many levels and I am getting much more attuned to it (even if the Serendipity-Mobile is the Goddess’ vehicle of choice – which always seems the way, because we need to be open to messages). I also have the ability to find strength in this energy in order to help myself and others. And, in addition, I must thank everyone that takes the time to nest themselves within my inner blogging circle too…your support and love is truly appreciated. Hugs to all of you.
There is harmony, peace and understanding in this very timely and poignant message. The house-work can wait…
Hugs from your Mermaid Friend