Ocean Mother
Source of all Earth’s life
Ever changing cradle of creation
You are, She Who Dances with the Moon
Each wave celebrates your power and fierce beauty

~Ancient chant~


Only a song drifting along
In the evening
Singing of silvery streams
Memory clings memory sings
In the evening
When I am alone with my dreams

An old refrain like the summer rain
Island lullaby
The echo of a voice I love
Island lullaby

Song of a moonlit stream where lover’s dream
While they're counting the stars in the sky
Come back to me my melody
Island lullaby

Island Lullaby – The Moonlighters

I am a creature of the night, a fantastically well made predator and I sleep well. My conscience has had quite a long time to come to terms with this way of living. There are those who are among the living who never learn to appreciate what a gift they have been given. I may not be technically alive any longer, but as long as I am still capable of learning and feeling emotions, I will count myself as being far more fortunate than they are.

I was born at sea many years ago under the light of a blue moon. I have always felt best when I can hear the lull of the waves, which seem to speak to me. I am a child of a place and time where women were meant for love and comfort and men were seen as being warriors and symbols of strength. The problem was that I did not want to believe there was any difference between my brothers and me. I know my mother spent many a night worrying about me, but I was happy. I loved my family and they loved me. I know this because I am an Empath.

As an Empath, I have always possessed an extraordinary ability to sense the emotions of other living things, though I do not read their actual thoughts as a result of this gift. What some call intuition is heightened immensely in someone like myself but should not be confused with the abilities of a psychic. When I sensed strong emotions in another as mortal it often caused an exceptionally strong reaction in me. This sometimes resulted in confusion for me, as well as for those whose feelings I shared, and not always with their blessing. I knew I would not ever find a mate and would be a burden, if yet a loving one, to my family.

One day, the white men came with their tall ships. Since my Empath powers seemed to alienate those who were not of my own family, how could I not stow away and take a chance on finding a new life? I did not expect what followed; nor do I regret it. Eventually, I encountered a creature that captivated me in ways I had yet to imagine. Through him, I was born again to a new dark life that connected me to the seas as strongly as my first birth had. We are not together now although I loved him and still do in many ways.

My life now is calmer and I keep to a quiet existence. Many centuries have given me time to learn how to use my skills and block feelings unless I chose to let down my guard. I live near my beloved ocean and spend many a night walking the beach, letting the waves play at my feet. It does not mean I do not like the thought of mingling with mortals and having fun.