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Inktober 2018 – Day 5 – The Mermaid

Mermaid

 

Yes today is the 5th day of Inktober and as you can see I have chosen a mermaid for my theme of the day!

Everybody knows what a mermaid is, but do you know what they are really like?

They aren’t what you see in Disney movies according certain world folklore and that’s for sure!  They don’t go around singing at mortals and wishing they were humans and fall in love you know, well actually they do sing at mortals and when they do it’s a sign you really should block your ears and get out of that ocean and according to some legends, they do sometimes fall in love with mortals too, but it’s not all pearls and coral – oh no!

Mermaids from Ireland were called Merrows and they were supposed to be ugly creatures, with green hair, scales, and claws and were evil critters by all accounts.  They had a penchant for falling in love with beautiful human men and would often kidnap them to take them into the sea to drown them so their spirit could live with them in the other realm or they would take on the appearance of a beautiful human woman and breed with him on land and disappear with or without her offspring and the groom.

In Russia they have the Rusalka which can be either benevolent or evil depending upon the individual, you could never tell what a Rusalka would be like if you saw one, so it was best to keep away from them.  It is thought they were the spirits of young girls who were horrendously killed or had violent accidents, if their death was caused by a rape and a murder it was said that those would be evil spirits to men, as any man who goes near her in her transformed self would be garrotted to death by her long hair!  Sometimes women who are in danger would become protected by the Rusalka from any man nearby who is about to harm her!

The Fin Folk of Norway and the Orkney Islands were often considered using humans as slaves and they only way to escape them were to throw coins of silver into the sea to distract them as they loved silver a lot!

So, the next time you think that mermaids are sweet endearing ladies of the sea, with shrill beautiful voices and you fancy taking your chances to get romantically involved with one – think again! 

 

 

 

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Conversation with a tree

copyright 2016 Tina Cousins

copyright 2016 Tina Cousins

I had a conversation with a tree today.
The tree told me about the deforestation that his friends were experiencing in some parts of the forest.
He told me that this didn’t bother him much, you see, you have to see the positives of life; that even in death, there is everlastingness.
I asked him what he meant and he explained that nothing that dies is wasted, not truly. Even in death you have your uses, you are needed, and you still exist.
I asked about spirits and reincarnation to him, but he simply replied, perhaps, but there is more to it than that.
Take me, for instance, said the tree. When the woodcutters come to claim my life, I may still have my roots to keep me alive, but if that isn’t to be the case, you must think. What do the woodcutters make from me? Wood to burn to enhance their life for a few hours so they do not freeze to death in winter? Then I become ashes and what becomes of those ashes? Those ashes are still a part of the wonderful circle of life; I become potash for various floras, bringing life into this world, simply by my dying.
I sat fascinated and watched the wind rustle his leaves, too in awe to speak.
The tree continued on with his explanation, with patience and love. I am made into paper, for your journal, enriching the lives of humans by whatever the pages contain within, a store of knowledge, a canvas for art, a visual guide to places you may never have a chance to go to if it weren’t for me.
If not a book then shelves to put them on or I might become the chair that you sit in to read those books, or the bed that you lie in to dream about those books and art pieces.
I may become part of the tools that cut my friends down, giving them a new lease of life and usefulness.
When I am gone and I am cut down, homes may be built in place of where I stood. Perhaps farms will develop here and feed the world? Or perhaps my offspring will grow in my place?
Death is not the end, but it is the beginning of new things.
As to the subject raised earlier, yes, I do believe in spirit and I believe that with the spirit of nature everything is eternal; it just depends on your perception of it; of course, most people’s perceptions about it are wrong.
They cloud themselves up in the dark negativity of everything, which they don’t allow themselves to see the light and what a positive thing it can be.
I thanked the tree for his insight and went home to write this for you.

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says the divine

You’re sweet as wine says the divine

You’ll excel you shall

I do not know what they mean

But I thank them and to them I hail

You are a wonder says the divine

You’ve done better things than planned

I try to know what they mean and my life I carefully scan

Do not think too much says the divine

You will see one day

That you are valued more than that of which that you can weigh

I am pleased by what I hear, but I am still unsure

The divine ones told me if I wait, I’ll see many exits and many a door

My perceptions of dark and light are only unique to me

Some things that I find good, might be bleak to thee

But whether they are good or bad, they are my perceptions only

Do we really want to cause a fuss on opinions that could make us lonely?

Nay I say, but will you too? 

Are you bothered by thoughts when you haven’t yet a clue?

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Vibrations

The earth has a heart that is pounding

I feel her vibrations under foot

I know she is living that doesn’t astound me

I always knew that she was forsook

Humanity complains when her essence they have drained

All her goodness, all her charms, all her blood

But when will they realize that she is much more, than wide oceans, sky, creatures and mud?

This is a song in progress, I will add more to it another time but at the moment it’s a little hard to concentrate when your 3yr old is running a temperature and is tetchy about everything.  I think this is going to be a great song, I have the tune in my head and everything and it’s really frustrating that I don’t have Cu-base anymore to help me put it down in music – as I’ve said numerous times before I can’t read or write music.

I don’t know why but when I thinking about this song I was thinking of at least two singers who’d it fits vocally.  Those were Ed Sheeran and maybe Gotye, I know if this song ever got sold that it might not be those who’ll sing it, but I think it would suit their voice.  Even Lady GaGa might like this as an Earth awareness album someday?  But who knows, I think she does better when she writes her own stuff anyway.

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home to paradise

I was floating above my shell last night

About to travel to the world of my dreams

But then I stopped

I don’t know why

It’s frustrating that I do not fly into that other realm

Maybe it’s because the idea overwhelms?

Oh is it real?  I can’t tell

But I know it’s a place that’s put me under its spell

Maybe they’ll call me tonight or maybe not?

I hope so; to me it means a lot

Though I worry that it’s not all real

That a game is being played

I sometimes think that way and I shouldn’t

But I think I’m mentally frayed

Well one day I shall know

And if it’s real my happiness will overflow

But if it’s not, then my soul will die

Because for many years this place has made me cry

For I want to go home

I want to go home to my paradise

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unknown ache

There is something missing in my life

My soul it endlessly cries

For what is missing it doesn’t quite know

But my essence is slowly losing its glow, but why?

My heart aches for something unknown

My dreams aren’t fulfilled anymore

I need to know what my soul is yearning

But the knowledge to me has a closed door

I hope the key to its lock is turning

For my soul feels like it’s endlessly burning

Though it knows not what for

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story within a poem

Snatched by the nanny, yes I remember that the family servant ran off with me like a rat

I will always remember the last day I was with them and the night I knew so well

The strange visits that used to happen, she thought she had me under a spell

But those memories never ceased but grew, will you stop sending me the darn flu?

I want to know why you did it?  And why you’re intent in breaking my spirit?

Did you know me in another life, is that why you’re held bent in causing me strife?

Just to let you know, I now hold the knife

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there is a fat moon tonight

There is a fat moon tonight

Everything shines so bright

A glitter of stars across the sky

Quietness has come, I hear not a sigh

Midnight will be special tonight

A magical moment will fill us with light

A joy to be hold when the clock strikes twelve

And into the spirit world, people will delve

Finding their fantasies coming to life

In this fascinating world of nightlife

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I accept I am forgotten

One cloak to cover the world in night time, one solitary power

That creates all creatures, every plant and every flower

Every wish is his command, every thought and prayer

He loves all his creations, with his heart so full of care

Should we question his existence?

Do we notice his answers?

Can we see around us, the little things that dance in the basking rays of light?

Or are our minds clouded by the cloak of the night?

Some people will say it’s so, to those who don’t believe

But I have felt ignored like a forgotten flowers seed

I don’t know if he exists, his benevolence to me unknown

Sometimes I sit back and think religion I’ve outgrown

I have felt forsaken, by this elusive God

I have never known him; to me he’s just a sod

I feel he’s egotistical gaining praises every day

Sitting smugly on his throne whilst we just fade away

I don’t feel his warmth and love, yet begged for it often

All i needed to reign me in was a little bit of action

A little help here and there to get me away from abuse

But instead I grew to learn that his a god of no use

I’m sorry to offend you, those who do believe

But I have been neglected and that is why I grieve

I cannot show respect for a god who doesn’t care

I can only hate religion because in my life he wasn’t there

So is it my fault if it’s true, that I will go to Hell?

For since I was born I’ve felt from him dispelled.

Oh how preciously you hold him

High in great esteem

Whilst I sit and wait

To wake from this horrid dream

Called life

That ironically rhymes with strife

And that’s my existence too

Filled with violence that’s my review

I cannot surrender to more abuse

So I leave god be

And if he is truly kind

He’ll remember me and see

That when judgment day comes around

I will not go to hell

Because I don’t deserve it

Just release me from his care

And allow me to say farewell

As I become a free spirit

And leave the nightmare

I will wonder the heavens, searching for some love

Hoping to find protection and the peace loving dove

Though I’m not sure where it’ll be

And independence I will want

Away from godly and demonic taunts

Yes, lonely I will be, in the endless universal sea

But I will cope as I’ve always known it

Yes, I will not submit

No longer do I wait

I accept my fate

Truly

Unduly

I

Do

 

 

 

 

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