With the help of my beloved Scorpio, we have created a mermaid/ siren tarot deck.
The cards and messages are finished and I’m creating a guide book next.
Today, I share queen of mermaid tarot messages:
1. The Voice of the Deep
I am the Queen of Mermaids, and I sing within you.
When you listen closely, past fear, past noise, you will hear my song rising from your own chest. It is not a song of words, but of remembrance. You have always been both ocean and shore, both seeker and siren. Your voice can heal as surely as waves reshape the stones.
āāā
2. The Power of Femininity
Your softness is not weakness. It is waterās secret might, to carve canyons and cradle worlds. When you move with grace, you command the unseen currents. Remember this: I am not only the beauty in your reflection, but the storm behind your eyes.
āāā
3. The Magic Within
Do not search for my kingdom beyond the horizon; it lives behind your heartbeat. Every emotion you feel is a tide. Every desire, a current. When you embrace your own depths, the sea within answers. That is where your magic begins, not in spells, but in self-return.
āāā
4. The Song of Healing
Sing, even if your voice trembles. My daughters heal through sound. Whisper your truth into the water, a bath, a tear, a rainstorm. I will carry it across worlds. Let your song be your spell. Let your voice be the tide that cleanses pain.
āāāā
5. The Dual Realm
I exist both within you and beyond you. I am your intuition, your shimmering dreams, and also the eternal ocean that reflects the moon. When you feel alone, close your eyes and breathe, you will feel my crown pressing softly upon your brow. I am there. Always.
āāāā
6. The Call to Rise
Do not shrink from your radiance. The world fears women who remember they are made of salt and starlight. Rise like foam from heartbreak. Dance as the sea dances, wild, fluid, unashamed. You are not here to be silent. You are here to sing creation back into motion.
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What if a book could sing you into another world? Siren Chants is not poetry, itās a spell, a tide that pulls you under and leaves you breathless. Blending goddess whispers, siren lore, and the raw ache of romance, this collection dances between the mystical and something mysteriously beyond explaining, between mythic seas and human hearts. Every page is a wave, carrying secrets, longing, and the shimmer of something otherworldly.
I let myself be enchanted, because once you hear the sirenās call, you canāt not desire it anymore.
āThis beach is where I found my peaceā carries a layered symbolism that blends the personal with the mythical.
The beach in my poem is not only a physical place but also a spiritual threshold, the liminal ground where land meets ocean. By finding peace on the shore, I express a state of balance, rooted in earth but touched by the pull of the sea.
The āsirenā represents both a mythical being and a reflection of myself or an inner muse. Her return to the sea can be seen as a homecoming, a surrender to her true element, her essence. It suggests freedom, authenticity, and the natural cycle of going back to where one belongs.
The image of a āsea current connecting her homeā deepens the meaning. The currents are unseen forces, destiny, intuition, love, or spiritual energy that guide the siren back. In this sense, the current is like the flow of life, something we cannot resist but must trust.
Altogether, the poem can be read as a metaphor for inner peace: you find serenity not by holding on but by allowing the siren, the muse, or the soul itself to flow back into its natural waters, trusting that the currents of life know the way home.
Siren Chants captures the paradox of beauty, power, and danger that women often face, using the myth of the siren as a metaphor.
The siren is described as fierce and bold, qualities that set her apart from ordinary humans. She embodies freedom, her voice, her presence, her allure cannot be owned or controlled. Yet, because she is so striking and magnetic, others attempt to claim her, to reduce her to something they can possess. This echoes how women who are beautiful, confident, or radiant are often pursued, not for their full humanity, but as objects of desire.
But the poem also acknowledges the darker side of being seen this way. Just as sailors and fishermen are drawn to sirens, often to their doom, the siren herself becomes a target, hunted, hated, or endangered by those who cannot accept her freedom. The āsilly humanā who chooses to hear her song represents societyās fascination with beauty and femininity, but also its tendency to punish women for the very qualities it craves.
So, the poem is ultimately a reclamation. The siren isnāt dangerous because she wants to be, sheās dangerous because she refuses to be diminished. She is bold enough to live outside of othersā control, even when it means facing unwanted attention, envy, or threats. In this sense, these lines turn the stereotype of the ādangerous womanā inside out: itās not her beauty that is the problem, but the worldās inability to let her be free.
This is the opening of my beloved book Siren Chants. The free chapter is downloadable on my payhip shop:
This short poem works as a powerful metaphor for union, identity, and belonging.
When I wrote, āThe sea is my lover, I am its siren,ā the relationship between the speaker and the sea is not literal, but symbolic. The sea becomes a stand-in for everything vast, eternal, mysterious, and deeply emotional, like love itself, or even life itself, or spirit and the universe. Calling it āmy loverā suggests intimacy, devotion, and surrender; itās not just a place, but a partner.
The line āI am its sirenā flips the perspective: the speaker is no longer separate from the sea but an extension of it, a voice within it. As a siren, she represents allure, creativity, independence, and danger. To be āits sirenā means she belongs to the sea in the way a song belongs to a singer, it flows through her, and she gives it form.
So at its core, this poem is a metaphor for a woman (or soul) finding her truest identity in relationship with something infinite and uncontainable. The sea here symbolizes passion, freedom, inspiration, spirit, or even the unconscious mind. By claiming to be the seaās siren, the speaker embraces her role as both a child of the sea and its voice, a being inseparable from her source of strength.
Itās a love poem, but not to a person, itās to the boundless force that defines and sustains her.
This poem inspired the creation myth for my Siren Chants story.
I changed the myth, in the final product, Aphrodite is an energy, a singing foam with consciousness and intention, rather than a goddess on a throne. I still love this original inspiration and I will keep it forever.
I might redesign the story to look like the original one.
Here is the excerpt of chapter 1
Siren Chants ~ Her Chant Charms
Aphroditeās Daughter
The Origin Story of a Captive Siren by Eve Lovestar
In the beginning, there was a rock.
This was an alternate world,
set back in a time so ancient
that time itself had not been invented yet.
Nothing was on it,
There was nothing except a mindless, silent rock.
On this rock, there was only a great, aching need for love.
Love is a great creator.
This world lacked animals and vegetation.
Thus, it lacked the growth that love brings.
But there was potential. Potential grew and became infinite.
Where the need for love meets infinite potential,
mystery and magic are born.
From this fertile absence, a blue foam emerged.
It simply existed
for what we might call an eternity,
though no time ticked in that place.
The foam began small
but grew vast and thick
until it covered the entire rock.
And this foam was magic.
From the foam came sound.
Not loud, not sharp,
but the tiniest whisper of transformation.
Love gave birth to sound.
Sound gave shape to love.
This sound became another layer of the foam,
a foam of music.
And from this musical foam,
all things on that rock would be created.
This foam, which I have named Aphrodite,
grew stronger over eternities,
until it developed a consciousness.
The first of its kind.
It stretched across the land,
created blue skies, humid winds, and wet earth.
And as it deepened in self-awareness,
it developed one thing: intention.
It decided to create.
And with that decision, Aphrodite became
a power, a force, a presence,
without a body, but full of divine magic.
She created flowers and beasts,
enchanted sounds and sacred objects,
spells and rhythms and movement.
And yet, it all became too much.
She was everywhere
and nowhere.
She needed a form to hold the power,
to protect the love,
to shape the magic.
So she manifested a daughter.
A being to hold her legacy.
To walk in form.
To protect, create, and sing magic.
A siren.
Immortal, beautiful, powerful,
more than any physical being on Earth.
And so, after much preparation,
a baby siren was born.
Tiny and breathtaking.
She had a glimmering purple tail,
with shimmers and pearls embedded in her scales,
scales like living treasure.
Her beauty was unlike anything known in the human world.
She was celestial, enchanted, alive.
And when she was born,
the most beautiful song was sung into existence.
Cradled in her motherās music the baby was born.
Aphrodite manifested within the foam a sacred place:
Aphroditeās Cave.
A cave of magic and memory,
filled with ancient water,
a mysterious arroyo,
and all of Aphroditeās tools.
Within the cave was infinite possibility.
The cave echoed with music.
It danced with sound.
And in it, Aphrodite placed
her deepest knowledge and power.
She gave the siren a library,
but not like ours,
a library of pearls and glowing stones,
each carrying wisdom, memory, and magic.
This was to be the sirenās task:
to protect the magic,
to create beauty,
to learn and preserve
the sacred knowledge of the realm.
But this is only the beginning.
For the siren, though born of magic and love,
will one day be chained.
She will be captured,
imprisoned by those who fear her power.
Her wrists bound to cold iron.
Her song silenced.
Her freedom stolen.
But only for a time.
For she is no ordinary mermaid.
She is the siren of Love,
and she was born to be powerful.
To break her chains.
To sing again.
To fall in love,
and reclaim her voice.
(…)
Excerpt of Siren Chants
The story is developing, and details will change as needed
Follow the story on Tiktok Goddesses and Sirens by Eve Lovestar
If you copy this, you are lame! Instead of copying it, let’s talk about your creativity and exercise it until it flourishes, or talk to Aphrodite, she inspired several of my stories.
It started more than 5 years ago, when I dressed up as a mermaid for Halloween while pregnant with my son. š
I had bought my first mermaid fabric when I was a teenager, I just didn’t know what to do with it, so I kept the fabric for years.
Then, during Pisces season, I decided to start writing a story about a siren that will become my first book.
Mermaid Fashion
Since I had used all my mermaid fabric in previous projects that I’ve talked about on this blog such as my collection of 9 handmade pieces, I asked my beloved Scorpio to buy me some fabric because he’s the shopper in our house.
The mermaid skirt is also worn as a dress. Fashion illustration of one of the ways I wear it.
It was my birthday when I asked him, and now I have a collection of mermaid fabrics as belated birthday gifts, including fabrics that I can use for the tail and shimmery fabrics.
Mermaid Fashion
Previous Mermaid Tie Necklace. I have a collection of about 20 of this material.
I requested mermaid fabric to create mermaid fashions, but Scorpio, my beloved, went further with his awesome gift giving ability.
He bought me cute mermaid clothes, socks, a mermaid costume, two mermaid crowns, and very sexy mermaid swimming suits and bikinis.
When I saw the bikinis, I asked
-Are we going swimming?
-No. He replied
I then tried one one of the bikinis and said:
-No way will I wear this to go swimming.
-We’re not going swimming.
New Mermaid Creations
Boho necklaces: gold chain. Crystal string necklace, and my newest mermaid tie necklace
I made a dress for me, 4 mermaid tops (for me and 3 of my daughters), and this tie necklace.
I have a lot of fabric and many ideas and some secret projects, too.
I will be doing the mermaid fabric and fashion to promote my upcoming book, Siren Chants.
Siren Chants is the book I am writing about a captive siren and her story of revenge and Love. Today, I update you on my progress.
I designed a cover design and used it to create a new profile pic and banner
Aspiring Authors: All this designing took a few hours and apparently, the book cover is the most important thing.
I had to finish it because as I talk about the story, I want to have the book cover to share. Also, I am inspired now. I might review it in the future.
The back cover poem
I wrote this poem as a promotional piece, but it turned out so perfect that I’ll be using it in the design of the book as in the back cover or first page.
The Story: Poetic extravaganza references magic and personal power
Below are bits of the story:
With the wind on my side I swam the murderous tides To arrive at the cursed land Where the evil king resides.
The story will be written in verse, of course. Writing prose is not as magical to me.
These will be revised as they’re first drafts.
The tide takes me under, depression takes hold the moon pulls my waters right out of my eyes.
Brand New Developments
The siren has a magic musical instrument and several magical artifacts.
She can communicate with sea animals and works for her mother, Aphrodite.
Weekly Updates: Follow as the story unfolds
I will be doing weekly updates (at least). I also update more frequently on the book’s Facebook page and X.
Joke aside, I realized that the early morning is an amazing time to connect, as a couple yes, but also with the babies we made. I like to start my day cuddling.
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