#Water Spirits
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lackadaisycal-art · 6 months ago
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If you're ever by a stream with a lot of trout, keep your eyes open for the little souls of Victorian businessmen that swirl about in there. You see, they didn't have enough fun in life, so this is how they make up for it. Or so I'm told.
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kraaico · 2 years ago
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Water spirits!
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violetmoondaughter · 2 months ago
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This summer i heard the calling of water🌊
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thehighpriestess17 · 1 month ago
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Yemaya Meditation 🧜🏾‍♀️
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anawkwardgalnamedtarazan · 1 year ago
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Quadratus' physical form!!!
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I imagine him as some kind of water spirit from the Astral Plane guiding mortals (particularly the Calix Animi) with his infinite wisdom.
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crazycatsiren · 2 years ago
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Why I love selkies: I mean, have you seen how friend shaped seals are.
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tuntu2340 · 1 month ago
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Mood board for Laguz!!!!! 🐳🧴🌸🛁🫧🦋
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The rune Laguz is associated with lakes, rivers, oceans, waters, etc 🌊
Associated with intuition, self reflecting, looking within, and healing. It is also associated dreaming and astral projection!!
got this info from a Google search summary :)
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iamwinklebottom · 2 months ago
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The Demonization Of The Divine Feminine + Santa Marta Devotee Testimony
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deancaspinefest · 2 years ago
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The Fool, Fish and Rocks
Author: MBQ | Artist: lotrspnfangirl Posting on Tuesday February 28
Castiel flips his phone over, notifications line the top of his screen with text messages and missed calls. He swipes down to see who has tried to contact him: Jody, Donna, Charlie, Sam–of course…not Dean. Why would he?
Keep reading for a sneak preview!
Castiel’s nostrils flared, his lips a tight line. He didn't believe any of it for a second. Castiel's eyes flashed blue and he was grateful Sam had taken Jack for a walk through the woods around the Bunker. He wasn’t surprised Luci’s timing was perfect for Jack’s short absence. He had felt the archangel’s presence without distinction for a few weeks now. Jack felt it too. He would babble in toddler speak about “someone listening” or “someone around.” Any other child saying such things would raise the hairs on their parents arms, but talking to angels isn’t pretend for Jack Kline. They seek him out, linger just outside of perception, wondering, curious, distant but adoring or angry. The demons stay as far away from Lebanon as possible, even without Rowena and Crowley’s orders. Or wherever Jack ends up. That day, Dean rubbed the back of his neck roughly, hemming. Castiel’s glare shifted from Luci to Dean: “How could you even consider this?” Dean threw his hands out, shrugging, back to Lucifer: “You’ve said this before—” “And I will—” Lucifer said sharply, The Fallen Angel, stopped, took a breath. He then chose his words and tone more carefully, “He’s my son, Dean—” Dean rolled his head up, bottom lip jutting. He wasn’t saying yes, but he wasn’t saying no. Castiel whooshed the door closed in Lucifer’s face– no invitation this time. Dean turned around to face Cas and boggled his eyes at him: “What the hell– ?” “‘What the–!” Cas spluttered, “You do not seriously consider… that–” Cas was so irate he couldn’t finish the thought. “Cas–” Dean started. “NO,” Cas stared at his husband, unblinking, “No,” he shook his head grimly, furious and prayed he wouldn’t start crying. “Never–” Cas managed to get out. “Cas—” Dean tried again, “He–” Cas turned abruptly and shook his head. He walked away, or, more accurately, blinked away. Foop! Gone. Dean rolled his eyes: “Where the fuck did you go– Cas? Cas!” he shouted. The hard cement walls of the Men of Letters Bunker returned his call. Dean sighed.
 [continue reading on Ao3 on Tuesday February 28]
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musingmelsuinesmelancholy · 11 months ago
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The difference between places/spirits, particularly watery ones, during day & night is always so striking
The river takes on an almost sinister, eerie feeling after it gets dark. Beguiling, raw, powerful.
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tysaescorner · 1 year ago
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A few years ago when I first started on tumblr, I came across this post https://www.tumblr.com/tysaescorner/719479862700670976/stellawitchcraft-ive-been-meaning-to-make-some?source=share by @stellawitchcraft and I remember thinking to myself, “man, that is so neat and such a great idea! especially if one is always on the go or lacking the physical space for their altar.” Needless to say, it left a huge impact on me.
Recently-ish, it crossed my feed again when I wanted to create a #Pathway altar for my personal practice--because it dawned on me that since I’m also an artist, I could just DRAW it and use it--and I was reinspired! For me, I wanted to include all 6 elements, and all 13 solar signs. I also added my art for one of my water spirits, as well as how Venus came to me in meditation a month or so ago.
SO. Here are my digital sketchbook altars (the one in my sketchbook is currently in use). May you find inspiration everywhere!
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arethinn · 2 years ago
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Wild Waves by Himmis on DeviantArt
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enchanted-moura · 1 year ago
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One of the most stunningly gorgeous movies ever. Today's kids got paw patrol or whatever lol
People don't know much about the Swan Maidens, but they are similar to other water elementals.
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violetmoondaughter · 2 years ago
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Water, the flow, the womb, the origin of life, the element that is in constant movement and transformation. Water flows through our bodies and across the earth; we depend on it for life. As far back as we can remember, humans have been intimately connected with water, both physically and spiritually. According to the theory of evolution we emerged from aquatic sources and ancient creation stories from around the globe told us life on earth originated from waters. Ancient Civilizations around the globe built the first cities near water sources. Water is deep, receptive, and purifying, and represent both the life giver and the death bringer.
 Some of the most common water spiritual correspondences are:
Orientation: West
Qualities: Emotion, Intuition, Flexibility, Receptivity
Magical Weapon: Cup, Cauldron, Mirror, Comb
Rituals: Divination, Purification, Healing, Blessings, Transformation
Places: lakes, springs, streams, rivers, beaches, oceans, seas, wells, fountains, waterfalls
Natural elements: rain, thunderstorms, snow, ice, fog, seashells, starfish, pearls, dolphins, seahorses, frogs, toads, fish, turtles.
Tarot: Cups
Rune: Laguz
Zodiac Signs: Cancer, Scorpio, Pisces
Spirits: Naiades, Nereids, Mermaids, Oceanines, Nymphs, Kelphis, Each uisge, Gwragedd Annwn, Morgens, Nixie, Jenny Greenteeth, Peg Powler, Crinaeae, Limnades, Pegaeae, Sirens, Camenae, Asrai, Karkinos, Charybdis, Cetus, Grindylow, Kraken, Pistrice, Selkies.
Deities: Aphrodite, Venus, Mefitis, Diana, Thetis, Leukothea, Ino, Amphitrite, Hapi, Sobek, Neptune, Poseidon, Oceanus, Sabrina, Melusine, Acionna, Boann, Bormana, Dylan Ail Don, Llyr, Sinann, Sequana, Nefti, Khnum, Tefnut, Anuket, Abzu, Enbilulu, Achelous, Anapos, Nereus, Pontus, Scylla, Proteus, Thalassa, Coventina, Fontus, Juturna, Danu, Proteus, Tiamat, Triton.
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thehighpriestess17 · 4 months ago
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bridging my inner and outer worlds.
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luc3 · 1 year ago
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A legend.
According to a legend which was told in time, some said to have seen, at the edge of the river T, " a ghost of a woman who cries, cries and looks at the water : it is the shadow of the city of E., which was once swallowed up. Her dress is woven with mists, her bare feet, torn by brambles, bathe in the mud, her head is soiled with silt. She cries tears of fire. Tomorrow, at daybreak, the child who will play on these shores will amass these frozen tears, pebbles the color of flame, with which he will play without thinking of the cursed one." -
(in Sebillot "Water Spirits" - freshwaters - )
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