While at the Hook on Great Chebeague Island on Thursday, I saw a large lion's mane jellyfish wash up along the sandbar during low tide. The jellyfish was rather startling in its' otherworld beauty. Nine lobes were outlined in iridescent blue and colored in crimsom red. Quite a contrast to the grey fog that surrounded the beach.
The jellyfish came aground and was still. One of the lobes had a rock embedded into the flesh. I peeled the rock out. Then I put four stones around the jellyfish and spoke to Yemaya. I left.
The next morning the stones remained but the jellyfish was gone. Whether it was eaten by other sea creatures, buried in the sand, or taken back out to the Gulf I do not know.
The embedded rock is traumatic brain injury. Even after removing the rock, the wound remained.
We are the jellyfish, grounded by our individual circumstances that led us to the beach of healing. Healing surrounds each one of us differently. If the healing does not come in the manner in which we expect it, what will we do? We can waste away or take to the ocean swimming the best way that we now know how.
~sapphoq healing tbi
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