Weather: As the weather is on
Ascension, so may be the weather of autumn.
If it rains on Ascension,
there will be a scarcity that year and sickness among cattle.
If it is fine on Ascension,
it will be wet on Whit-Monday;
If it is wet on Ascension,
it will be fine on Whit-Monday.
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As described by the Catholic Encyclopedia, today we celebrate "the elevation of Christ
into heaven by His own power, in the presence of His disciples, the fortieth
day after His Resurrection". "...the day is meant to celebrate
the completion of the work of our salvation, the pledge of our glorification
with Christ, and His entry into heaven with our human nature glorified."
Ascension always seems to
get passed over. There are no
Ascension bunnies, no colored Ascension eggs; Catholics, for whom it is a Holy
Day of Obligation, are put out because they must go to church AGAIN, and so to
spare their busy lives, the celebration of the day is often moved to the
following Sunday and becomes just another Sunday Mass. But it is more than that. It is “the completion of the work of
our salvation”. Celebrating Easter
and neglecting Ascension is like reading up to the most exciting part of the
book, and then never reading the closing chapters.
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At one time, this was a
major festival in the Church, with all the brilliant ceremonies and customs
which brought light and color to ordinarily drab lives, including a form of
play-acting (if you will) that established the meaning of the day in the minds
of the mostly illiterate parishioners.
Birds were released to fly up and through an opening in the church’s
roof, signifying the ascent of Christ to Heaven; a figure of Satan was thrown
down from that same opening, and beat up by the youth of the parish (Satan’s
downfall and defeat); small cakes wrapped in paper and Holy Water also rained
down on the parishioners, as blessings from Heaven.
Naogeorgus reviled this
popish mummery. First the
licentiousness of the Rogation Days, and now this! More Eating! More Drinking! More Silly Ceremonies! And Laughter! How Dare They Enjoy Themselves!
Then comes the day when
Christ ascended to his father’s seat
Which day they also
celebrate, with store of drink and meat,
Then every mans some bird
must eat, I know not to what end,
And after dinner all to
church they come, and there attend
The block that on the altar
still till then was seen to stand,
Is drawn up high above the
roof by ropes and force of hand;
The Priests about it round
do stand, and chant it to the sky,
For all these men’s religion
great in singing most doth lie.
Then out of hand the
dreadful shape of Satan down they throw,
Oft times, with fire burning
bright, and dashed asunder though,
The boys with greedy eyes do
watch and on him straight they fall,
And beat him sore with rods,
and break him into pieces small.
This done, they wafers down
do cast, and singing Cakes the while,
With papers round amongst
them put, the children to beguile.
With laughter great are all
things done, and from the beams they let
Great streams of water down
to fall, on whom they mean to wet.
And thus their solemn
holiday, and high renowned feast,
And all their whole devotion
here, is ended with a jest.
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Superstitions:
Bees show the way to church
on Ascension Day.
If an egg which has been
laid on Ascension Day is placed in the roof of a house, the building will be
preserved from fire and other calamities.
It is unlucky to work today.
[therefore, consider doing the following,
instead]
If you fish from dawn to
nightfall today, you will learn the hour for the best fishing, and will be a
lucky angler for the next twelve months.
Bathing the eyes in rain-water
caught on Ascension Day is beneficial for sore eyes.
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Traditionally…
Beans and grapes are blessed
today.
Master-gardeners gave their
workers a dish of baked white and grey peas with bacon for dinner.
A fowl of some kind –
chicken, turkey, squab, game hen – should be on the menu today.
Villagers in the Mansfeld
district of the German state of Saxony-Anhalt were commanded to drink beer
today in honor of a medieval countess who “relieved them from paying their
tithes”. Hopefully, they still
quaff their Ascension Beer. [Now there’s
a tradition I can get behind. Pass
me my stein!]
In Germany, the day is
called Himmelfahrstag. It was
customarily a "boys' day out" when the men would get together and go
off into the countryside for an enjoyable day of merrymaking. "Hearty
refreshments of food, beer, and wine are features of the excursions; and even
if husbands return home at night a little the worse for wear, wives are not
expected to complain.”
[I digress for a moment. Wives are mostly intelligent creatures;
they don't complain when it is obvious that the object in their cross-hairs
cannot hear or see them, much less comprehend that trouble awaits. Much
better to wait until the following morning, when we can be the Ministering
Angels from Hell, fetching aspirin and water and turning pillows and removing
blankets and putting blankets back on and every five minutes asking if they are
okay and if there is anything we can get for them, no really, dear, it's no
trouble, I'll be right back, are you sure there isn't anything else you'd like,
maybe some breakfast, I'm sure you'll feel better once you've got some eggs and
bacon inside you, oh you are looking a little green, dear...]
In Venice, the Doge in his
state galley, the Bucentaur, with the
Venetian nobility and others in an accompanying fleet of boats, would go with
great solemnity to the Adriatic Sea. Here he would cast into the water a
gold ring of great value, saying "Desponsamus
te, Mare, in signum veri perpetuique dominii" ("We espouse the, O
Sea, in token of real and perpetual dominion over thee"). This
custom is said to have started from a grant of Pope Alexander III, who gave the
Venetians power over the Adriatic as a man has power over his wife. While
there is no longer a Doge (or a Bucentaur) [and
we won't even touch the bit about power over the wife], the ceremony is
still repeated in Venice on the first Sunday after Ascension.
While Catholics went about the parish on the preceding days, reciting prayers and litanies, after the Reformation the parish perambulations in England often took place on Ascension Day and were called "The Beating of the Bounds", during which the parish boundaries were noted and the boundary markers replaced (if they had been moved).
While Catholics went about the parish on the preceding days, reciting prayers and litanies, after the Reformation the parish perambulations in England often took place on Ascension Day and were called "The Beating of the Bounds", during which the parish boundaries were noted and the boundary markers replaced (if they had been moved).
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Artwork:
Benjamin West, PRA,
1801. The Ascension. The Berger Collection, Denver Art
Museum. Swiped from Wikipedia. [I
like this one – it has movement and strength.]