Street Prophets

Pilgrims Among Us (Las Posadas - Introduction)

Sat Dec 15, 2007 at 06:48:00 PM PDT

In Mexico tomorrow, families and neighbors will begin the traditional novena (nine days) in preparation for the Nativity of Christ, Las Posadas. For each of the next nine nights, the faithful will reenact Joseph and Mary’s search for a place to spend the evening so that Mary could birth Peace among us, Jesus Christ. Los peregrinos - the pilgrims – will go from home to home, only to be turned away at two homes before reaching the third, where they will be invited in.

On Street Prophets tomorrow, we'll begin las Posadas as well. We'll walk with modern-day peregrinos, with some of our Brothers and Sisters who are also seeking a room at the inn, a place at the table, a voice in our midst - but who all too often encounter doors that are closed to them. Seeking shelter, seeking peace, they are turned away.

Each night we'll welcome los peregrinos into our midst. Come on inside tonight, and learn a little bit more about this tradition, and about how we'll celebrate it on Prophecy Street between now and Christmas Eve.

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There's many different ways to celebrate las Posadas, but a few common themes. First, although Mexico is certainly caught up in the commercial fervor that is Retail Christmas(TM), las Posadas are an unambiguously religious activity. We'll start each evening with a brief reading from sacred texts.

After the reading, I'll offer a brief reflection on the evening's pilgrims. Storytime, if you will, about those who knock at the doors of our inns, only to be met with silence, or worse. We'll open the doors of Prophecy Street to their story. In Las Posadas, the community kneels around the family's nativity scene to pray; our community will gather and pray* for the 'holy family' that we've welcomed into our hearts each night.

Following prayers and perhaps a song or two, in Mexico Las Posadas will culminate with the breaking of a piñata.

What? A piñata for Christmas? Well, yes – nine of them, in fact - one per night. These aren’t your Spongebob Squarepants piñatas, either, or Finding Nemo, or even a flying Santa to be thwacked with a stick. The piñatas that will be struck over the next nine nights are traditional seven-pointed stars, one point for each of the Seven Deadly Sins.

Of course those who swing at the piñata are blindfolded, just as we ourselves are so often blind to our own failures to live up to our ideals and to our expectations of ourselves, especially when it comes to how we treat those who are "the least among us". As we swing at the piñata we persevere, striking at our selfishness, our greed, our anger and bitterness with a stick until we've shattered them, and are blessed with showers of endless compassion and mercy, as sweet as the dulces that rain on our heads from the broken papier-mache star.

Las Posadas are uniquely Catholic, and uniquely Mexican as well. "Catholic" means "universal", of course, and while our Posadas here will have their roots in Catholic tradition, we're all needed to welcome the stranger at our door. Here in los Estados Unidos, in this pre-election frenzy where candidates score points based on the viciousness of their plans to lock our country's doors, well... perhaps todos somos Mexicanos ahora - We are all Mexicans now. Perhaps that makes 2007 an appropriate year to usher in Christmas with the traditions of our Mexican Hermanos y Hermanas.

We are called to be the shelter for those who have none. It may be as simple as buying some extra toys to leave with a "giving tree" at a local mall, or donating money to help a shelter provide a meal or a blanket to those who live on the streets this winter. Or perhaps it’s working within our spiritual community to open eyes and hearts to the needs of those with whom we break bread or stand in a circle. Maybe it’s not remaining silent when some who are among us are demonized by others for their own political gain. Los perigrinos are among us always, knocking at our doors. What do we hear? To whom do we open our door?

Las Posadas traditionally begin with a confessional rite. Tonight let us begin our novena by examining our own hearts, our own consciences, and naming and asking forgiveness for the doors and barriers we erect to keep us from being present to one another.

Yo confieso ante Dios todopoderoso y ante ustedes, hermanos y hermanas, que he pecado mucho de pensamiento, palabra, obra y omisión,
Por mi culpa, por mi culpa, por mi gran culpa.
Por eso ruego a Santa Maria, siempre Virgen, a los ángeles, a los santos y a ustedes, hermanos y hermanas, que intercedan por mí ante Dios, nuestro Señor.

I confess to almighty God, and to you, my Brothers and Sisters, that I have sinned through my own fault, in my thoughts and in my words, in what I have done, and in what I have failed to do. I ask the Blessed Mary, ever Virgin, all the angels and saints, and you, my Brothers and Sisters, to pray for me to the Lord our God.

Amén

May the Spirit that unites us all have mercy on us. In being showered with mercy, may we endeavor always to be merciful and compassionate toward one another.

Las Posadas


(this page will be updated nightly with links to each evening's story...)

*=meditate, hold in good and active thought.


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  • Cookies tonight... (17+ / 0-)

    Pinatas tomorrow.

    Thoughts? Comments? Preguntas?

    "I like to go into Marshall Field's in Chicago just to see all the things there are in the world that I do not want." M. Madeleva, C.S.C.

    by paxpdx on Sat Dec 15, 2007 at 06:48:59 PM PDT

  • And then my confession... (14+ / 0-)

    As I spent a week in Mexico, pondering what to write for the Posadas, I realized how much I've let my job become who I am, with my moods dependent on how well it is - or is not - going.

    My employer has become my "master" - and my eyes have focused on those needs - not the needs and lives of those in my midst. A few people around me have helped me keep my head above water - I'm eternally grateful for their presence.

    For the next nine days, I want to try to hear who's at my door, and to listen to those whose voices I all too often do not hear.

    And yes - I ask for your thoughts and your prayers. And of course, your presence - here tonight, and for the next nine nights as we take this journey through Las Posadas.

    Peace.

    "I like to go into Marshall Field's in Chicago just to see all the things there are in the world that I do not want." M. Madeleva, C.S.C.

    by paxpdx on Sat Dec 15, 2007 at 06:52:08 PM PDT

  • What's the tradition (11+ / 0-)

    about leaving a light on (or a candle in the window) so that José y Maria know that they'll find a welcome in the house? I know it's a tradition for Christmas Eve, but does it hold for the other nights of Las Posadas as well?

    • Not so much (9+ / 0-)

      And it's not part of las Posadas as directly. In fact, IIRC the "candle in the window" Christmas Eve tradition is Irish.

      The day with the heaviest use of candles in Mexico is typically El Dia de la Candelaria - which is February 2nd. Just as gifts are not given until January 6th (Epiphany - or El Dia de Reyes when the gifts were brought by the Three Kings), the Nativity scene stays in place 'til El dia de la Candelaria.

      Now, there are Posada candles; in fact, I brought back a set that I bought at La Merced on Monday. They're carried by los pelegrinos as they make their way from home to home.

      "I like to go into Marshall Field's in Chicago just to see all the things there are in the world that I do not want." M. Madeleva, C.S.C.

      by paxpdx on Sat Dec 15, 2007 at 10:10:33 PM PDT

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      • Dang (5+ / 0-)

        I've got my customs mixed up!

        But I hadn't heard about leaving the crèche up until Candlemas; I usually leave mine up until the octave of the Epiphany (since I don't put out the three kings until Epiphany, I feel like I have to give them a little face time ;-9). But considering Candlemas is formally known as the Feast of the Purification of the Blessed Virgin Mary, in commemoration of the Jewish practice that required a woman to remain in seclusion for a certain period after the birth of a child, it makes a certain amount of sense to acknowledge the reason for that season by leaving the crèche up.

        • Candelaria traditions (5+ / 0-)

          On Three Kings Day, Mexicans eat a ring shaped yeast pastry studded with candied fruit called a rosca de reyes. One or more small ceramic, or more often now, plastic dolls is baked in the pastry. The person who gets the doll in their portion hosts a party on Candelaria. On Candelaria the baby Jesus is removed from the creche and taken to the church to be blessed. After church, the party goers return to the house for traditionally tamales and champurrado, although sometimes other foods are served.  Most of my neighbors leave their Christmas lights up until Candelaria. I haven't put up lights for years because they are pretty much all made by slave labor in China, but I do enjoy looking at them....

          • There's a similar tradition in France (5+ / 0-)

            which came to the U.S. through New Orleans, though the  gâteau des Rois (or the galette des Rois, depending on which part of France you're in) is not usually ring-shaped--more often log-shaped. I believe the Cajun tradition is for ring-shaped cakes, however.

            In New Orleans, the custom is to have a king cake party on the Epiphany. Some families and organizations have a party every week from the Epiphany through Mardi Gras. In those instances, the one who finds the baby Jesus in his/her piece of the cake is not only the King or Queen of the party, s/he gives the next king cake party.

  • Oh - (2+ / 0-)

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    The piñatas that will be struck over the next nine nights are traditional seven-pointed stars, one point for each of the Seven Deadly Sins.

    Of course those who swing at the piñata are blindfolded, just as we ourselves are so often blind to our own failures to live up to our ideals and to our expectations of ourselves, especially when it comes to how we treat those who are "the least among us". As we swing at the piñata we persevere, striking at our selfishness, our greed, our anger and bitterness with a stick until we've shattered them, and are blessed with showers of endless compassion and mercy, as sweet as the dulces that rain on our heads from the broken papier-mache star.

    This part made me cry.

    Thank you. I'd heard of the tradition before but knew almost nothing about it, and had particularly never heard of the pinatas.

    I look forward to this journey.

    Ubi caritas et amor, Deus ibi est.

    by StarWoman on Sun Dec 16, 2007 at 06:59:21 PM PDT

    • Thank you (2+ / 0-)

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      In the interest of full disclosure, much of what I kow of that particular tradition is ripped directly from the 8am Mass homily on Saturday the 15th at the parish up the street. :) Fortunately, the presider knows me fairly well and knows I'm writing this series, and will graciously forgive my shameless ripping off of his thoughts.

      His homilies can make me cry too, though. In good ways.

      "I like to go into Marshall Field's in Chicago just to see all the things there are in the world that I do not want." M. Madeleva, C.S.C.

      by paxpdx on Sun Dec 16, 2007 at 10:23:54 PM PDT

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