Allure of the Seal

The world of the fae has always had the most important place in my heart. There are so many wonderful tales and poetry inspired by these magical beings. I’ve spent my life learning about them, and one of my favorite tales is about the Selchie or Selkie. For some reason they have always drawn me in and sent a warm light through my entire body.

There are different versions of the story, but in summary, the Scottish tale tells of a fisherman/hunter that comes across some beautiful women dancing on the shore. He’s mesmerized by their beauty, and then sees the seal skins on rocks near them.  If you steal the seal skin of a Selchie she cannot return to the sea, so he takes it and makes one of the beautiful ladies wed him. Eventually, she learns to love the hunter and bears a child. As the boy grows he sees how sad his mother is when she gazes out to the sea, and she explains why.  Eventually he steals the skin back for his mother and she is able to return to the sea….This is definitely just a summary and I fully recommend reading the whole thing. I’ll leave a link to a version of the full story at the bottom of the page.

Something here just really tugs at my heart. According to The Faery Bible, “The sea represents emotions, but these are not just personal emotions and ordinary human bonds. The sea signifies the longing of humanity – all the memories and feelings of the ages that are too overwhelming, too deep ever to be cast aside by a being as sensitive as the Selkie. She belongs to the collective emotional pool and she must dance the dance of life – she has far more to experience than simply the domestic joys of marriage and motherhood. For us, the Selkie represents the longing of the soul for it’s true home…”


Art by: Selina Fenech

There is such a beautiful sadness to the story, that I think that we can relate to as humans. At some point I think many of us have been forced to give up an important aspect of our personality when we didn’t want to. Growing up, in a sense, feels like our skins being stolen. We adjust to life and responsibility we’d rather not have, but sometimes gaze back longingly at a time when it felt like the world was ours. Our souls are always longing for something more.  Maybe it’s delusion but ever since I can remember consciousness I have always felt that my soul was far away from it’s true home in the sea. Domestication is a sickness that has always terrified me, and I wish nothing more than to be as free as a Selchie swimming in the sea. Able to survive in water and on land. Maybe in the next life, right?

As a general rule one should NEVER try and capture and control the magick of a faery being. Always respect the earth and the gifts it gives us. Work in tandem with it, and all of the magick that it holds.   And if you see a Selchie, watch from a distance and never, ever steal their skins.


https://www.uexpress.com/tell-me-a-story/1999/11/28/the-selkie-bride-a-scottish-legend


Satan And The Hellfire Club

History is absolutely fascinating…especially Irish history! When I was in Ireland last year I had the most incredible 10 days of my life. During my solo journey I spent a couple days in Dublin and of course had to hop on a tour of the Hellfire Club! (No, this was not the same one that Ghost Adventures investigated).  The double decker bus was super spooky and a ton of fun. The bus ride was about 45 minutes but the guide kept us entertained with much of the & legends.

The building from the outside!!
  • The club was founded in 1735 by Richard Parsons, a known dabbler in black magic.
  • Dublin’s Hellfire Club was a place for wealthy young gentlemen to drink, gamble, hire prostitutes, even, allegedly, engage in Satanic worship.
  • The best-known Hellfire club story is the one in which the Devil himself appears. A stranger had joined the members at a game of cards. At some point one of the card players dropped a card on the floor. As he bent down to retrieve it he noticed that the stranger had cloven hooves instead of feet.
  • Another tale concerns a young farmer, curious to find out what went on at the meetings. Climbing up Montpelier Hill one night, he was invited in by the members of the club and allowed to witness the night’s activities. He was found the next morning trembling and terrified. Tradition says he spent the rest of his life unable to speak; unable even to remember his name.

Now, it’s hard to say if some of the old tradition is accurate, but during times of strong religious rule there were most certainly rebels that practiced Satanic magick, and/or other extremes. It’s also interesting to note that there are stories from many different traditions that talk about “someone” showing up with hoofed feet or chicken legs. It seems to be a telltale sign of the Devil, so who knows, maybe there is a grain of truth to the stories out there. I like to think there is ;). A friend of my grandmother swears she saw a man with chicken legs when she was out dancing one night and spent much of her life in fear that he would return to find her since she laid eyes on him.

The hike up to the structure was absolutely stunning, green & perfectly warm. I didn’t feel strange or any sense of dread, but I was also just happy to be in the place I always felt was my home. Ireland is just so incredible! During my actual time in the structure I did feel a little off, though. Unfortunately over time people have graffitied it and caused damage. There was definitely an eerie vibe that wasn’t just due to the building’s age. We were allowed to walk around and explore, so of course I did! A couple of areas caused me to become overwhelmed with unexplained anxiety…I wish more than anything I’d been able to sit down and center myself to see what I could feel around there as I do believe the place to be haunted…by what, I do not know.

Who was wandering these halls 200 years ago??

May I add the absolute scariest part of the place was the giant spiders.

Some friends I’ve made in the paranormal community recently did an investigation there! I’ve included a link to their Facebook below.

https://www.facebook.com/eire19/
https://dublin.ie/living/articles/the-hell-fire-club/

xo