Aquamarine

Now, I am a sailor. Riding the choppy waves of strife and stress. Bearing through the cold and the rain, the violent winds. The storm dies down, the sun regains its confidence and I am sailing the calm waters of content and happiness. It is warm and radiant here. Sparkling with pure joy. The ocean. What an expansive animal with its dark, green-blue depths, its secrets. Unconsciousness. Only to be navigated by the masters of the sea. I am a mermaid. Gorgeous and fearless. Wild and free. Skilled in  these waters.  My reflection shimmers back at me with the glow of the moon as she whispers words of insight. I am in my element. The sea is mother. The moon is mother. Divine feminine.