A Mermaid Saved My Life

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A Mermaid Saved My Life
By Deanna Jaxine Stinson aka Wish Fire
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A Mermaid Saved My Life

The sound of the water echoes across the surface of the Earth, like a cloudy mirror that exists, covered by a cold fog from within me. Underneath the reflections of the moon, sun and stars, is the entrance to an underworld filled with mystery and danger. Like symbols in a crystal ball giving signs of the future in the shapes of constellations and storms, I see the light ease into rainbows of fire and beauty, a kaleidoscope of memories from which I receive information and perceive it’s existence. For what could belong unseen to us in our very own world, but in one of which we could not even breathe in until our deaths.

The path moves from me and I walk upon the one which already seems familiar. The light I cast burns fire upon the ground, so that where I step there is no more darkness, no more fear. I hear the sound of a second hand winding down from an indecision of forever. The gears are clicking loudly in my head and there is only the way found to where I must go. There is choices, there is always more in a universe of possibilities. I search with my hands for stones that I had just kissed the night before in a dream and come to a conclusion that I lost them, as it must mean a goodbye was coming soon, because the energy was pure love and banishment from that world for the purpose of surrender. Everything turned into grains of salt.

The wind blows past gardens of green glass bottles with little hidden scrolls inside each one. The sound it makes is a soft tone, which is like the air when whistling in a whisper voice. I already know what the messages will say, the huffing and puffing is loud. I can hear the loneliness and luck in each one as I pass by, almost like feeling a silence in which you will be judged and depart from the worm that you were before by the knife of Odin himself. Some of them feel happy though and yet, others are in different shades of color and size and appearance, so that it sounds like a bee buzzing through a hollow glass forest singing in a song with a honey voice and dancing to the tempo of God and the trees are the bottles and the sun lights up each one like puzzle pieces, yet they all belong together this way.

The frosted bottles each contain spiders, lizards, butterflies and other types of bugs inside. The tops on each are made from fiery jewels, which were set above the direction of gravity in such a way that they could not escape, but were frozen into ice and sap, forming amber tombs, wooden coffins and metal crowns. The volcanoes spit out their fire in an explosion of creation, and diamonds sprouted from the tips like hibiscus flowers dying and living in one day, each time a new color, to mimic the royal sunset of the night before.

And I had in my heart a story and then I took it from there with my hands and wrote the words down in a glowing ink made of a sweet nectar, so that they could be read in another age by someone who was led there by an angel, from which I myself had told all the secret directions to an eternal world. Like an alchemist, creating a key of which was formed and melded by the moonlight in my mind and I placed it into the hands of logic to be safe. Like moonflowers, my eyes bloomed each night as I slept and the tempo was kept by crickets playing the violin.

So, I send out this, my story across the king’s mirror in a golden heart shaped vessel, and it is guided by the helping hands of spirt and water, who will place each letter where it belongs in the choir of the symphony that was written along time ago by a voice upon the waters. From each chair will be an item of absolution and prayers. So, then when the spirit of the God’s descends upon the Earth, like an echo, the light will carry these messages to someone who hasn’t heard before the sound of each instrument from which I choose to write with. So, they will know there is a holy sanctuary in me, in which we can share laughter around a warm fire and comfort each other in love knowing that where there was death we can begin again.

 

A Mermaid Saved my Life

GABRIEL

 

Gabriel is an angelic messenger who is entrusted to deliver several important messages on God’s behalf. These messages are meant to be made in the theme of healing the spirit and emotion.

God send a flood onto the world of emotion and it manifested as a living element. The water consciousness is one made in compassion, love, heartache, joy and so much more because water changes forms based on the shape of voices and sound. You can see the water with your own eyes and it will move to different vibrations in several ways. Much like how you can cry a flood when hearing certain thoughts from people that hurt your feelings.

 

Gabriel is known to appear in a white shimmering light, the holiest of color. But, also can appear in several different ways in our dreams and minds, in order to speak with us. Another metal commonly associated with his energy is copper. As it corrodes it turns green, which is the color underwater and this is the place to which we must go. You will find that you have already sensed the galaxies colliding and they already produced many billions of life forms on planets made entirely from water.

Gabriel sends healing out upon these waters and a call to listen as the Earth speaks in many ways and tones in a manner of living, much like we all do. She creates monsters and angels with one wish and though sometimes which are capable of both incredible and horrible things. And some of them sleep for very long periods of time before they get up and read again our stories of time and decide which dimension to exist in because they are in a place where they were never kicked out from their homes, in a perfect space of unconditional courage and power over us.

So, they look in at us sometimes from different angles of space and time, forever deciphering the secret messages and codes set out onto the Earth in a spirit of hopefulness. They look like lights of stars and bursts of nebulas, gases and emissions of energy instead of the way that we see things. They know your blood because they sense the droplets of rubies, sapphires and amethyst like a treasure they are hungry for, hidden by mountains and rivers of snowy milk from thieves inside of you. A spell made to enchant those who had been to that paradise and remembered the secret things buried beneath the Earth, in the waters, from before which they should not be aware of because of their evil and from where they must forget who they were to hide from the light of God, digested instead in the belly of the Earth and transform again into never-ending demon forms like snakes and serpents, controlled by the snake charmer himself. May they drink it and be laid to rest by the lullaby of our mothers and into their eternal slumbers where Endymion awaits to hear their tales of infinite pleasures and magic and our worlds forever protected in love from the impure.

A Mermaid Saved My Life

I remember as a small child, I frequently sat by a pond by where I used to live in at Loomis, CA. It was intriguing to me because it was filled up with cattails and a lot of noisy toads. There were so many toads that I used to sometimes spend all day to collect them and keep them in a extra large plastic pale blue container and I would tell them each a secret and then watch their reactions and then put them back into the water when I was satisfied that they had understood.

One day, my mom was on the phone and I was wildly running everywhere to the point she had to walk further up the road to continue chatting. I got enchanted by the way the sun was shimmering off the surface and wanted to get as close as possible to see the beauty of the water. Then, I noticed a really pretty purple flower on a lily pad and went to grab it and I tripped and fell in.

It is known that water has a consciousness which collects as energy that speaks to us in the form of angels, mermaids, supernatural creatures and more. It is known as the spirit of water and can be protective or dangerous, depending on numerous factors. Water is a highly evolved element, which is why the majority of our bodies and the Earth is made up of it. I felt like I was being invited in.

I looked over and noticed my mom reaching out and scared because I was too close to the edge and I turned back and slipped on the vines underwater. I remember looking in there and seeing a mermaid coming towards me. She had brown hair and a pinkish and red fin and glowing yellow eyes with smooth pearly skin. She had a very happy demeanor and smiled. She laughed quietly, as she undid the living plant rope tied around my feet gently, blessing them and then I walked back out to my mom in a manner of holiness and faith.

 

A Mermaid Saved My Life

Mermaids are known in many different cultures and belief systems across the world. Throughout time they have represented the divine forces at play underwater, invisible to us, much like ocean life itself. The sea has always fascinated humankind and continues to amaze us. Still, to this day hidden species and plant life are discovered. Not to mention also all the sunken treasures, gems, precious metals and stones and other powerful minerals protected by the waves of this world.

Mermaids can be good or evil. They can be beautiful or terrifying. They seem to judge the emotion and intentions of man, easily being able to punish or reward us, where we may have failed. They can grant wishes, lure travelers to their death and even flirt with humans and birth together stranger things. They can make their way to land, in the name of love and desire. Mermaids are a truly stunning fascination, come from the waters of Heaven and Hell itself in a projection of lines and matter.

Since water rules the emotions and the spirit, it is a natural ability that they have to tune in to us. Our dreams are ruled by the moon, which is the guardian of our subconscious mind and master of slumber. What we see on the surface is but a mere reflection of what is inside. A whole world exists, forming, complete, yet changing and moving, grabbing the sands of time and then letting go again… until there is nothing left…

Other water related articles by Wish Fire:

The Mystic Power of Seashells

 

The Devil is Made of Water

 

 

Legends From The Water