At the Mer peoples abode!

I am not a Mermaid, such a being I could not wear- under my skirt and under my socks, firm earthy hooves, you may find there.

My mother is a different being- she truly belongs to the undine (water faery’s) realm and in her own home, only water signs dwell.

     

Their h20 worship is no subtle love. Water immortalisation is rife, even sun rays must shine through wave and mermaid led lights, before allowed inside.

 Her yoga shrine says it all, sitting large amongst the deity’s and holy people, a depiction of her true love mingles with the vibration of waves, curling into the shore, only meters away from her door.

Within the flick of a snakes tongue, she will interpreted the signs- wind, humidity and strength of sun, if she decides that the conditions are right, and even if they are not, the world is dropped, housework abandoned, its time to surf…

2 Scorpios and my Piscean sister, live in this house and if you don’t know how to swim their style, you sink in their ocean, of tranquil calm or boiling water, not a bad way to go down.

I have my theory, that the moon has a big part to play, in the ebb and flow of their clarity. Undercurrents of emotional swirl in this space, its probably true, that a water sign, such as them, are affected more, by this celestial influence.

A bit of Luna magic and a swish of the mermaids tail, wave us goodbye, as we part from them today…