Standing on the shore, half the sun was gone as I watched evening segue into night. A regal presence filled the waters as he slowly dropped his head below the surface, leaving behind a crown of foam in its wake. With envy, I imagined the sun relieved of his duties, finally settling into the comfort of the sea’s bed.
I looked out over a liquid expanse of glossy dark hues, a childhood world of mermaids, titans and jeweled encrusted shells. A warm, salty breeze passed over my skin and I became aware of Mother Ocean’s sentience.
The crest of a wave paused at its crescendo, the whites of its foam giving a moment’s glance before falling on my feet and retreating backwards, pulling me with a fingerless grip. The soles of my feet molded into wet sand. I could feel the ocean’s heart pumping, circulating wave after saline wave, out from its center onto the shore, and then dragged back to its ventricles, a rhythmic flow lulling me into trance.
In a dream-like state I began wading through the shallows, out into the pulsating deep. Wind and water mingled, baptizing me with smoky wisps of spray. At chest level I could feel the pull of the tides, undulating waters calling me to leave the world of form behind. Relinquishing, I pushed up from the sand below and dove into a warm, thick swell. All became silent.
I am liquid, my point of consciousness is one with the ocean. Problems are foreign matter here, forced out, like air bubbles to the surface. A sudden realization that I could do anything I wanted floods my senses with freedom. I am one with the ocean’s mysteries; I sense her motion, her receptivity.
With a magical thought, my back transforms into the surface of the ocean and I am looking downward through the depths of my waters. There are starfish all around me, manta rays are moving in slow motion, and a giant seahorse floats suspended in time. They all speak to me, a poetic illumination, translated through the undines: water, like love, connects us without an embrace.
A slender ray of light catches my attention. It is the sun, about to rise. Soon, he will lift from the waters, bringing my consciousness with him. I will be awakened from this reverie and united with my physical body to once again fulfill another day’s duties. But until then, it is still night, and I am still water. So I join the sweet, angelic hum of a passing current, and slowly, ever so slowly, disappear into its oblivion.
Magical associations of the element of water:
~ Some of the properties are serenity, purification, universal love, psychic ability, the unconscious mind, dream and altered states, and healing.
~ It is symbolized by the cups in the tarot and represents the emotions.
~ Water elementals are known as undines and their ruler is Nicksa.
~ The archangel Gabriel presides over the element of water.
~ The colors blue and orange are associated with water.
Deepak Chopra. Peace is the Way: Bringing War and Violence to an End, (Harmony Books, 2005)
Brian Cotnoir. The Weiser Concise Guide to Alchemy, (Weiser, 2005)
Scott Cunningham. Earth, Air, Fire & Water, (Llewellyn, 2002)
Masaru Emoto. The Hidden Messages in Water, translated by David A. Thayne (Beyond Worlds, 2005)
Sandra Kynes. Sea Magic: Connecting with the Ocean's Energy, (Llewellyn, 2008)
Gede Parma. By Land, Sky & Sea: Three Realms of Shamanic Witchcraft, (Llewellyn, 2010)