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The myth of the Selkie is a beautiful portrayal of the wild soul following the calling to remember and to return home…

What does it really mean to be called?

It is an invitation to follow the echoes of the primordial well that sit just below the navel, the womb, the sacral chakra, where the imagination takes form. This sacred space is where the Waters of the Deep Self are held.

The Selkie woman knows that part of her path and purpose is to rise to consciousness, to experience the mundanity of the material world with all of its limitations.

When she finds her seal skin has been taken, she agrees to the lonely man’s terms to come ashore for 7 years, not because her freedom was stolen from her, but because she knows this encounter was a sign that it is her time to rise. It is also with the promise that she will be able to return home to the sea after she fulfills her commitment…

As the years pass, the waters of her body begin to to dry up, and the only way to replenish herself is to return to the ancient mystery that makes up who she is, and what makes her so deeply beautiful, so deeply magickal, and so rich in soul.

When she is finally free to return home, it is not without hardship that she slips on her sealskin and returns to the sea.

Returning home may sound poetic, but it is often more difficult than rising to consciousness, which is why so many of us ignore the call until we find ourselves all dried up, withering with soul sickness…

To leave consciousness is to surrender all that we have given our life force to on the shore…

It is to leave behind the home that depends on us.

It is to leave behind the projects that give us a sense of purpose.

It is to tell the people we love that we need space and cannot give them a definitive time of return.

This is the hardest part…

And yet, the song of the sea calls us with such a pull and such an allure, it is like a moonlit siren seducing us into the mystery, asking us to abandon the known world for one that is certainly familiar, but belonging to the unknown.

Dissolution is often marked by streams of salty tears, and sometimes wild flowing blood, leading from the home up above, to the shore, the threshold, of the home down below.

Once the Selkie returns to the sea, she is free to dissolve back into the all knowing, ever expansive, and ever fertile soul she has always been.

And she remembers…

It is not that the above or the below is more home than the other. She remembers why she must always listen to the call, to rise and to fall, despite any inevitable resistance.

The ego by its nature does not desire to fall into the deep mystery. It likes things quantified and planned and predictable. It likes to stick to what it says it will do, to who it will be, and to be there for everyone it loves to help, serve and protect.

The ego is akin to the light of consciousness in this way, represented by the Sun, the father and the child…

But like the soft setting Sun, and like the man and child peacefully paddling up above, the ego must willingly dim, fade, and surrender, allowing the soul to follow the call, knowing that by doing so, they may be gracefully held and supported by the mystery too.

Each are inseparable because they exist by, and rely on, each other following their unique and distinct callings. Like the Yin and Yang, or the two Pisces fish swimming in opposing directions, inseparable nonetheless…

With every intentional experience of alchemical dissolution, a more joyous return home, whether above or below, is made possible.