This invocation is especially for The Mermaid archetype. Use it on Autumn Equinox, under the Mermaid moon, and any day at sunset.
We do invocations in a ritual for many reasons.
It’s a way to honor the land where we to live and its features, and a way to “call in” the support of nature, angels, ancestors, and guides.
But my favorite reason to use an invocation is to kindle our genius and light up the psyche.
When we face a direction and “call to it”, we are also calling to our own interior landscape, reminding ourselves of our multifaceted capabilities; the genius that’s always there.
In this Mermaid invocation, you will remind yourself that you are as hardwired to be a boiling geyser as a quiet acre of ice, and that there’s a time and place for both.
Use this invocation in your Mermaid rituals, as a writing prompt, or a daily reading.
You might like to read this on Autumn Equinox, during the Mermaid’s moon, or as you anoint with The Mermaid oil each day at sunset.
Mermaid Invocation:
Beloved East, I call to you and your Waters. I call the head waters, the first drops of rain, and the place where the water first leaves the earth. I remember that I am good at starting new things, and that all big rivers start small.
Beloved South, I call to you and your Waters. I call the rushing rapids and the fastest rivers, swollen with rain and snow melt. I call the hot springs and boiling geysers. I remember that I am a force of nature, active and passionate, and that my body flows with interior warmth.
Beloved West, I call to you and your Waters. I call the deepest waters, the deepest part of the creek, the river, the lake, the bay, and the ocean. I remember that I am also deep, and storms only affect me at the surface; my depth is a sanctuary of calm.
Beloved North, I call to you and your Waters. I call ice and solid water, the water dripping in caves, and the still, secret pools of the mystics. I remember that I am solid, stable, and comfortable in the quiet. I remember that I can build things over time.
Beloved Center, always with me, I call the inner rivers of lymph and blood and the head waters of tears. I honor my own currents. I remember that I am tidal, and that ebbing and flowing honors my own evolution. I remember that before I look to others, I look within and drink from my own cup.
love and sunsets,
xo
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