Saturday, August 11, 2007

 

Religiosity From The Past (Part Two)

Following up on the initial entry which was about my maternal grandmother, continuing to rummage through the remaining stowed items in the new house has unraveled yet another interesting remnant from the past. This time an old devotional/prayer book owned by my late mother, again written in the language of her milieu, Spanish, and made in Germany. I had asked the wife how this new find got into our possession, but immediately recalled that my mother had lived with us here in the US for about 10 years prior to spending her remaining years in the old homeland. Then it dawned on me that among the few things that she brought from the old country were the prayer books, rosary, and novenas that were her constant and ever dependable companions.

Following closely in the religious observance footsteps of my grandmother, my mother was also very diligent in her practice, spending whatever little chore-free time she could set aside for prayers and rites she had learned from her immediate forebears. And like many of her contemporaries she had mastered the difficult but delicate art of completely shutting out the rest of the world when into pious prayers and rites. Unlike many of us who are quite unable to singularly focus or hold our attention span for any length of time, her generation had the almost uncanny abilities to elevate their harried consciousness into some kind of altered state when deep in prayer. Even when the entire family was huddled together in deferential kneeling position during communal prayers at home. Almost trance-like, they might mumble through all the repetitious prayers in the rosary, the novenas, or the endless litanies of God and the saints. And while the oral or mental praying itself may have slipped into sub-consciousness, it was unmistakable that they had attained a higher level of existence that in our faith suggests to us that they had communed in unity with whatever inscrutable force may be present out there, beyond the superficial grasp of our everyday consciousness and reality.

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Monday, July 02, 2007

 

Religiosity From the Past

(Click images to enlarge)My late maternal grandmother was of great religious faith, having been born and raised in the City of Cebu, Cebu, one of the islands in the Visayas Region of the Philippines. On this city was planted the cross that circumnavigator Ferdinand Magellan used to symbolize the archipelago’s being deeded and dedicated to Mother Spain as her own; and which to this day, that religious symbol still stands on the very same site and securely protected inside a kiosk

My grandmother was quite steeped in the diligent practice of the many enduring rituals of the Catholic Faith. Said her rosary regularly, read from her many missals and devotional prayer books, went to Mass during Sundays and holydays and other days when able. Everything done in Spanish, the language she was taught by her elders.

She has been dead and gone for quite a while and my only nostalgic reminder of her has been this very old devotional prayer book no larger than a typical wallet. Published in 1881 in Barcelona Spain, it has gilt-edged pages and its contents all written in Spanish are adorned by many lithographed images of angels and children. Its title after all is El Angel de La Infancia, which literally translated means The Angel of the Childhood, and dedicated to the children of first communion.








This devotional prayer book would have been very common in that part of the archipelago where many Spaniards, in the over 300 years that Spain colonized the islands, stayed and intermarried with locals composed of native Filipinos and families of Chinese traders.

And prior to my generation, Spanish was the language of polite society in Cebu, in their many printed publications, in their social conversations, and in many of the old private schools. Even the local dialect, Visayan or Bisayan (the local dialect does not have the letter v in its alphabet), has many terms derived from Spanish. Most city dwellers then conversed in Spanish amongst themselves, and the rest of the locals at the very least counted in Spanish, or responded in telegraphic Spanish.

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