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My good friend Ginny Anderson taught me how to turn palm fronds into “breastplates of protection” – palm fronds being the branches from palm trees, which grow here in the Bay Area. Sometimes you can find them by the side of the road, where they have fallen off the trees. The best time to look for palm fronds is after a storm, when the strong winds blow them off and they end up littering streets and yards.

After gathering the fronds, one cuts off the branch and leaves, leaving the “sheath”… the triangular hard piece at the base of the frond, which attaches it to the palm tree trunk.

sheath

This sheath then becomes your “breastplate”… and I must say, it does remind me somewhat of the breastplates that ancient warriors and Roman soldiers once wore.

another breastplate

Granted, a roman breastplate generally doesn’t have a big gaping hole in the middle. But to me, that hole is very much a part of the whole concept of protection – it represents the Divine Feminine; the power and strength of the Goddess. She is the warrior, not afraid to go to battle and fight for what she believes in. She is also the Mother, fiercely protective of Her children, and willing to do whatever is necessary to keep them safe.

Interestingly, depending on how much of the branch you choose to leave attached to the sheath when you cut it, you can end up with a rather androgynous-looking breastplate – complete with breasts, vagina, and penis. I like to think of this as symbolic of the polarization of male and female energy; an honoring of both Goddess and God.

androgynous breastplate

Last spring we had one of those windy days that left plenty of palm fronds littering yards, so I took advantage of the situation to gather up several to decorate and hang up on my wall. With the help of a friend, I cut the branches completely off each sheath, to make it easier to display them – while I do enjoy the androgynous look, it’s easy to poke yourself on the “phallus” jutting out from the wall.

Because of my close affinity for the elements, I decided to make a series of “Elemental Breastplates” to represent the four elements of Air, Fire, Water, and Earth. I used all natural products for decorating each breastplate, choosing them carefully to assure they accurately reflected the theme of that particular breastplate.

Here are each of the individual Elemental Breastplates:

Outdoor Air

AIR

For Air I used hundreds of small feathers, glued together onto felt pads and then glued onto the sheath itself. The feathers of course represent the birds of air. Air generally corresponds to the direction of the East, and represents the mind – intelligence, knowledge, teaching and learning, thinking. It is also the element of communication; thus not only does it symbolize those thoughts and ideas, but also the ability to express them in a creative and intelligent manner. From Air we learn how to synthesize various concepts into something that is cohesive and comprehensive.

Outside Fire

FIRE

Fire is actually the last of the four breastplates which I created. When I first began this series, I was stumped as to what I was going to use to decorate this particular sheath. Then one night it came to me while I was sleeping… I awoke as if I had been dreaming, and sat upright in my bed. Chili peppers, of course! They’re red, hot, and firey… and with a little imagination, they even look like flames. And since I live in an area with a strong Hispanic community, they’re easy to find and cheap to buy. I used several different varieties in my breastplate. Fire – which corresponds to the direction of South – is the element of energy and spirit; of passion and desire; of change and transformation. If Air represents the concept of “to know”… then Fire represents the concept of “to will” – to find that force within us that allows for that knowledge to transform itself into actions that move us towards our goals.

Outdoor Water

WATER

As can be expected, it wasn’t difficult to come up with a concept for Water. Being that my name is Ocean and I was born under the sign of Scorpio – which is a water sign, I have always felt a strong affinity to this element. I used ropes of small seashells and starfish to decorate the sheath. It’s still not quite finished to my satisfaction… I’d like to get some sand dollars, shells, etc. to cover up the lower edge of the breastplate. Still, I think it’s a pretty good start. Water, which is the element of the West, corresponds to emotions and feelings. It is the element which rules matters of the heart… not only the joy and celebration of love, but also the pain and sorrow of heartbreak. From Water we gain the power “to dare” – to face our feelings and allow ourselves to truly experience them to their fullest.

Outside Earth

EARTH

Finally, we come to the element of the North – Earth. This is the element of the Body. Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust. It’s not hard to understand how the earth is often referred to as our Mother – we all come from Her and to her we shall return. In creating this breastplate, I have used such symbols of the earth as moss, rocks, small pine cones, and dried flowers. Earth not only represents the body, but also the concepts of permanence, stability, and security. It also relates to prosperity and abundance, and thus the work that goes into gaining such. But lest we think of this as a materialistic element, let us also remember that Earth also represents nourishment and healing… from the rich soil of the earth grows the plants which not only nourish our bodies, but also heals them.

So there you have it… my four breastplates representing the four elements. As I lovingly made each one, I could feel the Elementals installing their powers upon me – gifts of knowledge and expression; energy and desire; love and compassion; stability and prosperity. With such gifts, I can feel safe… I can feel protected.

Thus they become my Breastplates of Protection.

Protection means different things to different people. We each must define for ourselves what protection means, and identify our own sources of protection. Once we have done so, we can express those sources in a variety of ways… such as making breastplates.

My breastplates hang on my apartment wall overlooking my staircase… where I can see them and pass by them on a regular basis. I can sense their energy, and draw it into me as necessary. I enjoy them, and what they represent to me.

And I thank the Elements for all their blessings.

on the wall

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At the time of the Summer Solstice … June in the year of our Lady – 1984, I stood before the sacred altar and in the name of Ocean, took my vows as a High Priestess of Wicca, pledging to serve the Goddess and God to the best of my ability.

25 years ago…WOW. How the time flies! It’s been an interesting twenty-five years. It’s not been without its trials and tribulations – the Lady and the Lord can be compassionate, but they can also be cruel. They can and will kick your butt big time if they think you are dishonoring their name. I confess that I’ve had my rear end walloped on occasion. But just as often the Spirits have taken me into their loving arms; and given me the strength, the courage, and  the knowledge to journey down my own path… and helped me to discover the wisdom that comes from doing so.

I’ve participated in many a circle over those 25 years… led many a ritual… and met many a person I am proud to call friend.

I’m honored to bring some of those friends together today to share their thoughts and their memories.

I feel truly blessed.

~ Ocean

P.S. Y’all are invited to Ocean’s Anniversary Cyber-Party… click on the below link to join the celebration!

http://deafpagancrossroads.com/2009/06/21/oceans-anniversary-party/


Osh and Wolf

Ocean and Wolf Wind

The memory which for me stands out the most for Osh as a High Priestess is the strong concern for integrity, for the group, and for the path itself… and to apply those standards to herself first.  This in itself demonstrates a strong leadership ethic, for she wasn’t asking the group to follow where she wasn’t willing to go first.  This ability has allowed her to get through some pretty introspective and sometimes painful events.  But always she came from the Underworld reassembled with insight gained and the determination to apply what she learned to her life and role as a High Priestess.  The potential here of course is for healing both on a personal level and communal level as well.

~ Wolf Wind

The Kids and Osh

Ocean and the Wolf Pack

(Wolf Wind’s children – Jamie, Sarah, and Katie)

Dear Ocean,

It’s wonderful to be doing this – and I’m happy to contribute.

We’ve known each other only briefly, but my sense of you makes me look forward very much to an opportunity to expand our connection.

I have a special recollection of you on the beach at Kirby Cove – the expression on your face as you viewed the ocean, exchanging connection with the waves as you sought to write a word, and the waves accepting your writing as if hungry for your offering, scarcely allowing you to finish.  It was a wonderful bonding to witness, and I felt privileged to be there with you.

Signing and singing the loving ocean chant with you was deeply moving – a promise of relationship between ocean and Ocean being celebrated, its depth seeming beyond the “ordinary” contact between person and element.

It’s hard for anyone to be prepared for being in California, and many things were not as you’d anticipated. It seems it’s been a bit like Inanna’s descent to the Underworld, in which every marker of identity, everything familiar and dependable, was stripped away, and a new form of being is in process of emerging.  Maybe it’s related to your role as a High Priestess here, bringing a new way of perceiving to many here in your new community. Maybe it’s related to a personal transformation, in which a poem from China foretells the story: “My barn having burned to the ground, I can now see the moon”.

That word in the sand – related to adventure, to courage, to surrender to the path – seems very apropos to the next 25 years as priestess!    I wonder what the ocean has in store for Ocean!

Thank you for coming!

~ Ginny Anderson

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Ocean – Winter Solstice of 2008

Ocean is…

Someone I consider to be a mentor, a friend, a mother figure, and a kindred spirit. She has helped me to search within myself for answers (not sure that she knows this!) She is kind and fierce, an advocate for just causes, and has a wit that is so funny! Having met her once in person for a brief few minutes, I find myself wishing for more! On this great anniversary, I wish her nothing but the best, and many, many more years of growing and learning!

~ Sunflowerwoman

Osh and witchling

Ocean with future High Priestess!

Picture yourself walking down a pier, seagulls flying overhead and hopping away as your feet make the old sea stained wood creak from the shifting of your weight…your hair is lightly tugging from your face as the beautiful salty air washes over you just like you can hear it wash across the sandy beach below. You stop at the end and look out, resting your palms on the rough railing. You’re speechless as your eyes roam over the horizon… never-ending but for the beautiful sun setting in the distance. The orange crimson color gives you a feeling of warmth and love as you watch it extend its color to the clouds, tainting them and even sparkling in the water. You too can feel it reaching out to you, wrapping its warmth around you like a protective embrace. You close your eyes, still listening to the crashing waves and feeling the heated breeze kissing your face. Your mind begins to drift to the ocean. How mysterious it is, for you don’t know all it holds, but as its waves crash along the beach it leaves treasures explaining a little bit more, opening up yet another one of her secrets. Soon you can see yourself standing on the beach, the waves reaching the tips of your toes. You can feel the sand began to eat away from under them as the waves grab for you, asking you to give a little like it has given to you. You think about wading into the water, the force of the waves crashing into your legs and you begin to realize how easily it could be to let the waves take you all, because why wouldn’t you want to be a part of the beautiful ocean, with all of her memories, with all the things she has seen and all the things that she knows. You open your eyes and find yourself standing deeper into the ocean, with your arms spread out as if to hug a friend in embrace. A soft tear begins to roll down your cheek as the breeze picks up, throwing your hair back almost as if she too is giving a hug, because that is what she would do.

This beautiful and loving woman has a heart of gold, an everlasting graceful soul, an untouchable amount of wisdom,  and is as mysterious and secretive as the deep blue ocean. Not only can her waters be calm, but they may turn rough and choppy as she follows her path and stands for what she believes in, bringing down any fleet of ships as necessary to allow for her voice to be heard… for truth to be known and righteousness done. But at the same time she is known for helping many pass through safely, even if it’s just a little gust of wind to keep the sails alive. I’ve always personally felt protected within her embrace, safe and loved. I’ve watched her continue to grow and I’ve listened to her tales and stories, taking in the large amount of wisdom she has to offer anyone who listens.

I remember a moment in my life that has always seemed to trouble me…when I was a child back in grade school. I had to come up with an essay for a competition. I had to pick a person who inspired me. My fellow peers chose Rosa Parks, M. L. King, baseball players, track stars, and singers. As hard as I racked my brain, I could not find a person that truly inspired me. To this day I don’t remember who I chose…but when I rethink that memory I’ve come realize that if this special person had been in my life at that moment, I knew who I would have picked. Ocean, Osh… Mum. You would have been that person I wrote about, you would have been my hero and you would have been the one who inspired me. You’re the only person who has ever truly inspired me, and I want to thank you for that. Congratulations on your Anniversary and hope you have a great Summer Solstice.

~ Love…your Goddess Daughter,

Muirin

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Ocean and Crystal in Salem

About 9 years or so ago, I set off on a quest for information on accessibility for the Deaf and Hard of Hearing at pagan events. I found so much more.  I found Ocean.

Ocean… over the years we’ve laughed together and cried together.  We’ve struggled through some tough times and several setbacks, but we’ve also learned and grown and forged the path forward together. We sometimes disagreed, but more often we seemed to share a brain.  From online pagan groups, to our real life visits including our wild witches’ day out on the town in Salem (I know, I haven’t forgotten about the flat tire!), a swimming pool ritual, a firewalking workshop (in the snow!), and a few bottles of mead… we’ve had some great times full of fun, and more than several special spiritual times. There are so many amazing moments that come to mind when I think of you that it’s impossible to pick one most memorable.  Through you I have learned not just about Deaf culture, communication and accessibility, but also more about Paganism, life, love, friendship, my spiritual path, and myself.

You have made a difference in my life in a way that no mere few words can describe, and you hold a permanent place in my heart.  I am a better and brighter witch because of you.  I am honored, and proud to call you friend,  Spirit Sister, and High Priestess.  Congratulations on 25 successful years!

~ Crystal Dolphin

Osh and Starhawk signing BS

Ocean teaching Starhawk the sign for “bullshit”

I found Ocean one day when I was searching for Deaf Pagans on the Internet. We immediately clicked. Ever since then we have been friends both via the net and in person. When I first met her, I had just discovered Wicca.

So she has been my mentor ever since. We have done online rituals together and even “IM tarot”. She helped me cleanse my house when I moved here. We went to two conferences together. I learned about what Wicca is about; how to do tarot without the books; about different incense, candles (we even made candles together), herbs, etcetera; how to conduct a ritual or do a spell; how to decorate and use my altar; what book is good and which author is fluffy or serious; about ethics; and so much more. My spirituality grew as years went by. Ocean helped me through most of the years and especially the beginning. She has become a good friend of mine and she’s important to me for that reason and as a mentor. She’s a funny person with a sharp tongue. She is one of the brightest people that I have ever met! I’m grateful and thank the Goddess that I met her!

~ D’Angel

Osh and Oberon

Ocean with a feline friend

My Dear Ocean,

As the Wheel once again turns to that point where the warmth of the Summer Solstice once again begins to bless us, you are about to experience a major milestone in your life.  You have done something that is special and rare.  You have survived 25 years of it.

<loving, yet slightly sarcastic smile… Hey!  You know me!  LOL>

However, much more awaits you.

<warm smile>

You were with us (physically) for a season.  I have no doubts that it was exactly as it was supposed to be.  I was recovering from a very drastic break with a (here unnamed) pagan group when you first met me.  Thanks for all the help you gave me in putting that all into perspective.  You were a major influence for me when it came to learning to become grounded and whole again.

When I needed to study, to deepen a connection that I had begun to doubt, you were there.  I learned from you.  You learned from me.  I gained a focus that I desperately needed and only one familiar with The Craft could provide. And that is very, very  good.  :)

When you showed me the example of the arrow at your throat, it reminded me of some very important things concerning the true nature of our fears, things that I had become all too complacent about. I will carry that lesson with me always. Thank you.

I admire many things about you – your love, courage, knowledge, wisdom and experience are uncommon. By the Lady and the Lord! May all of them continue to increase!

I have many pleasant memories of the things we did together.  I remember the day the two (uh hmmm…) “demons?” came to live with you (Karma and associate LOL).  I remember fondly the day when we drew the sacred waters of the Ohio with great reverence. I remember running to the local metaphysical shops (few here, admittedly) to see what we might find. I remember the meals we shared, the herbs and things we grew. I remember the rituals and sacred spaces we shared.

Oh yeah…  there was also the mead!  :P   mmmmMMmmmmmmMMMMM!  OH! Glorious MEAD!

Blessed Bees!

<semi-wicked grin…hehehe>

Lord and Lady Bless as you mark this special point in your journey.  I am honored we have been permitted to share some of it.

~ Hugs, Blessings and Much, Much Love!

Fyre Draconis and MoonRose Nightingale

Drunk Osh

Ocean with the “Nectar of the Gods”…mead!

I’ve never met Ocean in person; however, I felt an instant kinship to her from the moment we met in a Pagan chat 2 years ago.   Ocean has this embracing energy that makes you feel empowered….as friend, teacher, colleague; her wisdom shines.  I feel blessed that my path has crossed the path of such an amazing woman.  Keep sharing, teaching and being all that you love…continue to shine!  Happy 25th, Lady Ocean!

~ Blessed Be,
Kimber

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Ocean with her former canine companion, Ayla

Ocean is the first Deaf Wiccan High Priestess I ever met… we first met at an Ecumenicon Conference 8 years ago.  She is the first Deaf Pagan friend I made, who inspired me to explore various earth-based faiths.  She has introduced me to various subject areas and also is a very strong advocate for Deaf and Hard of Hearing individuals in the Pagan Community.

Ocean was an advocate for Deaf Pagans who desired the opportunity to participate in events of their interests. In this leadership spirit, she inspired me to bring Equal Communication Access to Ecumenicon conferences by ensuring Deaf participants access to sign language interpreters at conference workshops. In addition to her skills and contribution, she was able to provide invaluable insight from a Deaf person’s perspective at conference which was invaluable to other Deaf attendees.

As years progressed, my desire to learn more was assisted by her intensive knowledge and resources.  She established first Deaf Pagan Network through online discussion group.   I have seen her encouraging Deaf and Hard of Hearing Pagans to develop analytical skills and thought processes through her online discussion groups.

Ocean has inspired us to seek out ways to expand our studies which can be achieved through sign language interpreters at any workshops or training in the Pagan Communities. She was also instrumental in my becoming the first Deaf male in Ecumenicon to graduate in their  apprentice certificate program.

Ocean has the unique ability to guide “virgin” Wiccans (including myself) in navigating the rituals and information of various paths.  Without her knowledge and wisdom, I would not have the depth and appreciation of many subject areas.

I can never forget how during a ritual at Ecumenicon I made a few mistakes.  Ocean had that unique skill of being able to turn an awkward situation into positive encouragement.  At the next workshop, which involved yet another ritual, I was given a task during the ritual which would probably make others nervous at their first attempt to conduct such a role.  With that ability, Ocean pushed me to step forward, proclaiming that I should be ”the sacrificial virgin” for the ritual, thus helping to ease my nervousness and ensure that I did not forget the procedure… so as to avoid any possible “correction” from the instructor.  This is one of many humorous moments she and I have shared.

In summation, I raise my “silver chalice” to you, Ocean… on the 25th anniversary of your ordination as High Priestess.

~ Blessed Be,

Dudley M. Cutshaw

Osh and Dudley

Ocean and Dudley

Ocean will make a fine addition to your coven… She is hard-working, knowledgeable, and witty.

~ Blessed Be,

Birch Shadow

Rosemary and Osh

Ocean with the late Rosemary Kooiman

(Rosemary and her husband Abe are buried in Arlington Cemetery, where they are amongst the first Pagans to receive a Pentacle on their headstones)

I remember my birthday in September of 2005. I attended a firewalk held in Seattle, Washington where I live, work, and teach. A firewalk taught by Virginia L. Beach, also known as “Ocean.” She is a gifted teacher and a truly beautiful individual. Oh, yes…she also happens to be Deaf. She is the first and only Deaf certified Firewalking Instructor in the USA. She had traveled to Seattle to teach us the lessons of the fire and how to walk over those hot coals. I thank her for the gifts she has brought to us on this day…beautiful gifts for my birthday. I must also thank her for the education that she gave me about how two people from very different worlds can come together because of a common act. Even though her world is without sound and mine is full of noise; even though she is a woman and I am a man…we are now brother and sister in spirit, because we have shared in the transformation of the fire. It has bestowed its gifts on us both, and although our experiences are unique, we share the conscious act of stepping into harm’s way, believing that no harm would come to us, and being a better person for it. As a teacher, I have come full circle from the day I shared my walk with my own teacher long ago. Ocean allowed me to share in that walk with my students. I embraced each of them as they came off the firebed. I held them as their feet were hosed off. I told each one of them I was proud of them. I am proud to be associated with people of this caliber. I am proud to connect with people who are this dedicated to a path that asks the impossible, and then teaches us that what is impossible at one end of a twelve foot path of burning coals is easy at the other end.

~ Paul Stephens

“I Am a Firewalker” (reprinted with permission)

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Ocean at firewalk with interpreters Andres and Charlie

Dear Ocean,

Last spring we went to PantheaCon in San Jose. I was glad to have you at this conference because I could ask you about diverse Pagan things such as values, beliefs and worships. I felt Osh…as if you were a guide, teacher and storyteller. It was a wonderful opportunity to have someone like you show the Pagan world and its perspectives in ASL.

Also we participated in the same class and I saw Ocean create a sacred place remarkably. It truly was amazing to be involved in that kind of spiritual holy celebration. I can see that Osh is a free spirit in any place.

~ Tanja Bierschneider

The Wrench

Ocean getting ready for an outdoor ritual

I have a very special memory which I fondly recall of an outdoor ritual I once did with Ocean…

Using some good-sized rocks, we created our Sacred Circle and set up the four Watchtowers – Air at the East, Fire at the South, Water at the West, and Earth at the North. Upon the rock for each of these corners, we placed a small candle of the appropriate color. Then Ocean and I began the ritual… starting with casting the circle, invoking the elements, and inviting the Goddess and God.

We had just finished doing this when into the circle trotted the friendly neighborhood dog. He walked over to the rock at the Western corner (representing Water), lifted a leg, and took a long piss… putting out the candle in the process.

We all stood around speechless, watching this canine doing his thing… not quite knowing what to say.

Then Osh, with her customary famous wit, broke the silence. Staring at this mangy mongrel, she quipped

“Thanks a helluva lot, dog… if you had to give your own personal invocation to the spirits, at least you had the good sense to do it in the West.”

~ With loving blessings on your 25th Anniversary,

Hawk

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Ocean at the Witch Trials Memorial Park in Salem, Massachusetts

Ocean ~

There are no words to truly express what you’ve done for me… and what you’ve been to me. A teacher, a mentor, a friend. I can truly say that everything I have learned about Paganism and Earth-Based Spirituality I have learned through you. You’ve taught with a gentleness and yet a firmness that is honest and realistic – never holding back; always willing to provide criticism as well as compliments. You’ve taught me to discover the answers for myself… for as the Goddess says “if that which you seek you find not within, surely you shall never find it without.”

Although we are gathered here at the Crossroads to honor you on the Silver Anniversary of your ordination as a High Priestess…

you honor us with your presence.

Blessings,

~ FireSpirit

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Ocean at 30

ocean in feathers

Ocean at 40

Gin FOG pic

Ocean at 50

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Osh still rocking!



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Ocean’s Anniversary Party

If money was not a problem, I would be throwing the biggest, fanciest bash in San Francisco, and inviting everyone to come and party the night away… helping me to celebrate 25 years as an ordained Wiccan High Priestess.

And those of you who live a distance away need not worry… you would find a limo waiting at the door; compliments of yours truly, ready to transport you to the nearest airport, where a private jet will fly you to the City On the Bay… so you can join in the festivities.

But alas – I’ve got champagne taste and beer money. In another words… I’m broke, and there’s no pennies in the budget for parties.

So the best I can do is tell you to close your eyes while I wave my magic wand… and we shall be transported through the darkness to a time outside of time, and a place outside of space…

Enjoy the party – and please leave a comment so I know you were there!

P.S. You can check out the special Anniversary Honors here:

http://deafpagancrossroads.com/2009/06/21/happy-25th-anniversary-ocean/

Since Ocean loves seafood,

we’re holding a good old-fashioned clambake on the beach!

clambake poster

To start us off,

there’s plenty of boiled shrimp served up with bowls of cocktail sauce…

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shrimp cocktail

raw oysters for those who like ‘em

(you do know what oysters are good for, don’tcha???)

raw oysters

and crab legs with lots of melted butter!

crab legs

There’s also plenty of raw veggies with dip…

veggie basket

lots of fresh fruit…

flowery fruit arrangement

and a variety of cheeses.

cheese platter

As the sun begins to slowly set,

and we celebrate this day of the Summer Solstice…

goddess and sun

you can enjoy some New England “clam chowdah”

served up in sourdough bread bowls…

clam chowder in bread bowl

or a spicy seafood gumbo!

spicy seafood gumbo

Just make sure to leave room for the main attraction,

for here it comes now!

dancing lobsters

smoking lobsters

cooking lobster

clambake pot

So dig in, cuz there’s plenty!

how to eat a lobster

plates of lobsters

lobster and stuff on plate

There’s also steaks on the grill…

steak on the grill

chicken and shrimp

shrimp on the barbie

and veggie kabobs!

vegetarian kabobs

and of course,

what Pagan Party would be complete without a bottle…

mead in the sky

or two…

mountain meadows agave

or three…

ring of fire mead

or…

sky-river-mead-front

of that wonderful “nectar of the gods”

sunshine nectar mead

known as

drunken parrot mead

So Osh dons her official party hat and we all celebrate!

mead goddess hat

As the sun sets, we all gather around

while Ocean cuts the Anniversary Cake

summery cake

Then we sit around the campfire,

roasting marshmellows

marshmellows

for that final treat of the night!

rocky s'more

Thank you for joining me for my party.

Goddess Bless and Goddess Keep

~ Ocean


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TGR_Coverexcerpt

click on the above graphic to be taken to the novel’s website

J. Parrish Lewis is a Deaf man living in the San Joaquin Valley of California, where he works part-time as Operations Director for a non-profit agency. When he’s not busy developing programs and services or supervising staff, J. Parrish can be found at his keyboard, typing away… fulfilling his second career passion as a writer. He recently published his first book – The Goblin Road, a fantasy fiction novel which although geared towards young adults, would appeal to readers of all ages.

In a recent email exchange with Ocean of Deaf Pagan Crossroads, J. Parrish answers questions and shares some of his thoughts about The Goblin Road

What is your novel all about?

Here’s the synopsis:

“Ruarc and his little brother Aidan are playing knockstones on the floor long after they both should have been in bed when a curious creature of light and flame appears and violently steals Aidan away. His parents injured in the attack, young Ruarc must strike out on a path to retrieve his brother. Armed only with the fantastical stories of his grandfather, he chooses The Goblin Road.

Ruarc’s choice leads him to newfound friends but also through dangerous obstacles and as the Goblin Road snakes through the territory of long-forgotten magical creatures: from loyal brùnaidhs and gatekeeper trolls, to menacing goblins, black-hearted pixies, and worse. As this unlikely hero struggles onward, he will be troubled by doubt. Does he have the strength to meet this road’s challenges? Can he trust in its mysterious architects? Will he live up to Grandfather Uilliam’s expectations? Are the fortitude of friendship and the bond of brotherhood enough to see him through?

This story frightens with its hardships, surprises with its revelations, and entertains with its imaginative universe, but ultimately it tells the tale of the lengths that one stouthearted boy is willing to go to for his friends, for his brother, and for himself.”

How did you come up with the concept for your novel?

Excessive pizza and soda. I went to bed one night after too much pizza and soda and predictably my dreams were bizarre. Just before I woke up, I had a dream with The Goblin Road in it. I decided it’d make a fun background to a story and I came up with the characters that day.

What inspired you to write this novel?

At first, it was just me wanting to turn my interesting dream into a short story. By the end of the first chapter I knew it was going to be a book. At that point, I gave myself a deadline of one month to write the entire rough draft of the book. On the 30th day alone, I wrote the final 3 chapters.

Who or what would you say influenced this book and/or your writing style for this book (other than that pizza and soda?)

I cannot think of any author’s work that my writing style would resemble. As far as influence, in some ways I’d actually say there are some authors that I enjoyed their work so much that I wanted to avoid writing anything too similar to theirs. I had to challenge myself to not write a story or write characters that felt like I was borrowing from them. In the fantasy genre, Tolkein and J.K Rowling are such excellent storytellers, but I did not want to feel like a copycat. As a result, I had to reinvent new ideas of some popular creatures, twisting them around until they felt original.

What do you consider to be the primary theme or lesson of your novel?

There are several, but if I had to narrow it down, I would say it is that the challenges we face in life are a big part of what makes us who we are. We must embrace those challenges. When things happen to us, even the bad things we are unhappy about, we change in ways that sometimes benefit us by making us stronger or wiser.

What do you want the reader to come away having learned or to feel from reading your novel?

The message I stated above. But aside from that, I would add that sometimes it’s better for us to purposefully choose the harder option, knowing that the easy options don’t help us grow as human beings.

Do you feel this book has a spiritual theme?

To me, life is spiritual. As a result, there are a lot of spiritual issues touched upon, including the afterlife. However, I wrote this in such a way that it doesn’t necessary match my own beliefs or anyone else’s. I reinvented this as well. I don’t believe you can find an afterlife that matches the way I describe it, though I did draw inspiration from various mythologies. Yet this is a story and not intended to suggest any particular truth.

Did your own spiritual beliefs play a role in this book? If so, how?

Yes, in that my spiritual beliefs are important to me and trigger me to want to write about such ideas like the meaning of life and death. Yet like I say, what is told in the story isn’t a reflection of those beliefs or anyone else’s. I let the story guide me, not the reverse.

If I remember correctly, you did mention to me that there is magick in this book. Can you talk a little bit about that – how you define it, and how it is incorporated?

Magic is probably in almost every chapter and is an important aspect in the lives of most creatures you will read about in the book. Without revealing too much of the story here, I will say that in my story there are those who are without magical power of any kind (like most humans) and those who are “magic-born.” I don’t define it clearly in the book, intentionally, in part because that will be an aspect of the sequel that I am currently working on.

Being that you are deaf yourself, are there any aspects of deafness incorporated into your novel?

Yes, but not in the usual way. Although there IS one minor (but important) character in the novel who is deaf and uses sign language, I leave it up to the readers to notice that, without me needing to explain very much. I actually include a lot of descriptions of sounds in the book, which comes from my imagining what I don’t hear.

How did you go about getting your novel published?

This first edition is self-published, which does take discipline and organization to make it happen. Since I am self-publishing until I find a larger publisher, I had to make sure the book got edited, proofread, and that the cover got a design. It’s a juggling act, where I had to learn a lot about what it takes to get a book ready for publication. It would be easy for someone to quickly throw something together and upload it to the printing company’s web site, but I spent 7 months working on this daily to get the quality as good as anything you would find in a store. My wife edited the book, my brother and sister-in-law designed the cover and formatted the interior. We all proofread it several times, including another friend. I wrote chapters and I destroyed chapters, rewriting them until they worked. It was one of my goals to produce a book that I felt would be worthy of sitting on a shelf at the bookstore, ready to be purchased.

What kind of readers do you think (and hope!) will be attracted to your book?

I can tell you right now: all kinds of people. I have already been selling to young and old, fantasy fans and non-fantasy fans, and more. Which is great, because that’s what I was hoping for-a diverse audience. I knew I had to have a focus, so I choose to have my target group be middle school through early high school ages, but I did not want to limit it. It was definitely a challenge.

How successful has this book been so far?

I actually ordered the first 100 copies recently. 52 sold within a few days. Of course, in order for it to be successful in the long run, I will need to promote it any way I can and get bookstores to carry it. For now, most copies will sell through my web site at www.thegoblinroad.com.

What were the biggest challenges in writing/publishing this book?

Accepting my wife’s honest feedback when she felt some elements in the rough draft did not work. I learned to let go and pay attention. In the end, she was absolutely right, and all the revisions I came up with were so much better than my first ideas. Sometimes we have to really just be willing to accept that for the best ideas to emerge, the good ones may need to disappear.

How would you sum up your experience of writing and publishing this book?

It has been one of the best experiences of my life to write the book, from beginning to end. Publishing it is a blessing and something I feel very good about. Promoting the book and selling it is a bigger challenge for me since I have to put aside my hesitation. I have spent most of my adult life trying to become as humble as I can be, and when I talk about my book, I feel like it’s a little bit of ego showing its face. Truth be told, I’d rather see the book sell itself—which means getting it in bookstores.

What advise would you give to someone wanting to write/publish a book?

Just write it. Give yourself a short deadline of one or two months to write the whole book without worrying about anything. Forget grammar, spelling, whatever else concerns you. The key is to get the rough draft finished. Once that’s done, the rewriting is where you polish it into something you feel is presentable. I’m fortunate to have a background in Journalism, so I feel confident with my writing skills and my love for the English language. At the same time, for those who just feel they have a great story to tell, they can write the story and let someone work with them to polish up the language. We can’t let our fears or doubts stop us before we even begin.

Time to wrap up this interview! Anything else you’d like to share, or would like the readers to know about you?

Just that it’s more important to me that people enjoy the book I’ve written and cherish the effort I put into it—I like to keep the focus on the work, not on me as a person.

Autographed copies can be ordered for a short time only by e-mailing jpl@thegoblinroad.com. $12 plus $3 shipping. Paypal or checks accepted.

If anyone would like a non-autographed copy sooner, go to the CreateSpace store:

https://www.createspace.com/3384564

If anyone would like to read a free excerpt of the first two chapters, visit www.thegoblinroad.com.

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