Double Header January Beach Ritual
The weather broke for a day, after a week of snow and rain, and there
was more snow the day after. It was actually sunny on Saturns
Day the fourth of January when we did our Double Header Beach Ritual.
Ed and Norma and Jen Micale and Justin and Jack and Betty got to Jenniforensics
in Old Bridge, and then drove out to Pt. Pleasant where we met up with
Deb and Josh.
We performed the second half of our twice-yearly beach ritual to Manannan
Mac Lir, emptying the nine-waves water he gave us on the Spring Equinox
into his gray and stormy winter sea, along with our well water. Jenniforensic
and I emptied the mason jars, splashing barefoot in the cold surf, while
Norma poured a bottle of Chimay beer that had survived both Samhain
and Yule in our fridge, intact. It was clearly meant for Manannan. The
waves were big rolling curls and the sky very low, although the weather
was much better than it was at the Spring Equinox when we gathered the
water, but the water and air much colder.
We drew triskeles and ogham and sigils in the sand, Manannan and Brigids
name and GOG, and Justin drew Loki and Jen Micale drew Loki
was here in norse runes. We put our sandy socks and boots back
on and our feet were warmer, relatively, and we went back to the boardwalk
for hot coffee, hot chocolate, hot pizza, hot.... anything hot...
After about an hour the nine of us went back to the ocean, which had
since calmed and turned a pinkish blue. Bright light glittered farther
down in the surf. Yemaya was waiting for us, and took Debs offering
of a watermelon quarter studded with lots of white carnations. Ed offered
Her honey wine.
It was remarkable how different the ocean was for each ritual.
We put our sandy socks and boots on once more, and went up to the boardwalk
to play skeeball and knock the cats and Josh tried a Japanese
dance machine and Norma worked a crane machine and won a right-to-life
snowman complete with a see-through womb holding a little snowman. We
won small plastic fish and stuff. We walked the boards. Jen Micale bought
us fudge and Ed bought saltwater taffy. We said goodbye to Josh and
Deb and drove back to Jenniforensics lovely apartment for hot
tea and hot chocolate and hot coffee and... cookies and lots of conversation.
We left late, and drove back to New Brunswick tired and cold, full of
sand but fulfilled.
Edwin Chapman, Scribe
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