Showing posts with label Italy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Italy. Show all posts

Thursday, 13 December 2018

La Befana

La Befana


Befana is an old woman who delivers gifts to children throughout Italy on Epiphany Eve.
In popular folklore, Befana visits all the children of Italy on the eve of the Feast of the Epiphany to fill their socks with candy and presents if they are good or a lump of or dark candy if they are bad.
Being a good housekeeper, many say she will sweep the floor before she leaves.
The child's family typically leaves a small glass of wine and a plate with a few morsels of food, often regional or local, for the Belfana, an Italian tradition.



Researched and written by Allen Tiller

First published 2012 ©

Tuesday, 30 May 2017

The Cursed Wedding



The Cursed Wedding


 Most little girls dream of the perfect fairy-tale wedding, marrying their Prince Charming on a bright spring day, their family around, Father gives them away to the Prince, waiting with a big grin on his face, but a tear in his eye at the end of the aisle, a perfect day to start a perfect union born in love, to last an eternity.
 I imagine Maria Vittoria dal Pozzo thoughts as being very much along those lines, she had met her Prince, an actual Royal, Prince Amadeo of Savoy, Italy, son of King Victor Emmanuel II.

 Although the King disapproved of the low rank of Maria's family, who was marrying up in his eyes, her families accumulated wealth impressed him enough to allow the wedding to go ahead, actually, it would seem the good King was bribed by Maria's family to make sure the wedding proceeded.

It is thought that this is the point at which the curse was placed.
 Did another man place the curse, knowing his beloved Maria was to be married no matter what?
 Could it have been someone on the groom’s side of the family, someone who didn't like the future Princess, or how her family influenced the King so easily with money?
 One can only speculate, as the truth will probably never be known, but one can postulate that this is indeed the starting point for what was to become the worst ever wedding recorded in history.

 Trouble started almost immediately for the young Princess to be before the wedding had even happened, Maria's wardrobe mistress had hung herself in the dressing chamber, when she was supposed to be hanging the wedding dress!
 Maria, like almost all of us, even those not claiming to be superstitious, promptly ordered a new gown for the occasion, fearing the other had become tainted by her handmaiden's suicide.

 On the wedding day, May 30th, 1867, the Brides procession prepared at the Castle, then began to travel towards the Church. They had not gone far when the Colonel, who was proudly leading the procession on his horse, fell from the beast and died in the street, the apparent cause of death was “sunstroke”.
 The Colonel was replaced at the head with another of the Kings Guard, and off they went again, only to be stopped at the closed Palace gates.

 The gatekeeper was called for but did not come forth, so someone was called upon to search for him. The Gatekeeper was found dead, lying in a pool of his own blood, his throat slit.
 For some, two deaths on the wedding day would be enough to stop the proceedings and reschedule for another time, but the Princess was determined to be married, so, as soon as the gates were opened, the procession again began to move towards the Church.

 The Ceremony went exceptionally well, despite the bad luck of earlier in the day, and everything seemed like it might end happily ever after, until.. the best man, who was dressed in his most regal and formal attire, decided to inspect his ceremonial pistol, which happened to be loaded. As he was inspecting the gun, looking down the barrel the gun discharged, shooting him in the head and killing him.

 The King decided it was time to get out of the Church and head to the station before anyone else died, so the entire wedding party headed towards the station. On the way, the Official who had drawn up the wedding contract, collapsed from sunstroke, this didn’t stop the Kind pressing ever on.
 The wedding party arrived at the Train Station, with the King now in a bit of a bother about the deathly goings-on, only to see the Stationmaster fall onto the tracks and be killed.
 The King now ordered everyone to forget the procession and head back to the safety of the castle before any more deaths prevailed. Everyone returned to their carriages, a garrison of mounted officers were called, they flanked the carriages to try and stop any more deaths occurring, this, however, was not enough, for one more man was to die on this dreadful day.
 The Count of Castiglione, dressed in his finest military attire for the wedding, including his much-loved medals, fell from his horse under the wheels of a carriage, he would have survived if it were not for one of his chest medals piercing his heart and killing him.

 The wedding day over, the new Bride and Groom had an incredible, but dreadful,  wedding story to tell, and one would think after such an ordeal, they would have a happy and joyous life... but the curse did not stop on the wedding day.

 In 1870, Prince Amadeo was declared King of Spain, and Maria, his wife, The Queen. The couple had their own country of which to rule over and do as they see fit, but within three years, the Kings court had fallen into a shambles, and the King, not being able to find a way to recover, abdicated the Throne.
 The couple, severely deflated, returned to Italy, where they lived as The Duke and Duchess of Aosta.
 In 1873, at the young age of 29, Maria died through complications of giving birth to her third son.
 Amedeo went on to marry his young niece in 1888, and in 1890, he too died...

It is not known what led to such a catastrophic Wedding day, but one can clearly see how a curse can be attributed to such catastrophic events.

Written by Allen Tiller in 2013
Previously unpublished
Revised and edited 2017
© 2017, Allen Tiller, Eidolon Paranormal

Saturday, 23 March 2013

Stigmata: St Francis of Assisi






The Stigmata of St. Francis of Assisi





Saint Francis of Assisi was an Italian Catholic Friar and preacher, but before he became a man devoted to God, he was the son of a wealthy cloth merchant who was often seen cavorting in the streets with friends as a youth.
Francis was born whilst his Father was away on business, his mother was having a difficult labour and could not push the child out, an old beggar woman knocked on the door of the house and told her she should go to the stable. Once in the stable, miraculously, everything righted itself and the baby was born.

The unnamed baby was soon to baptised “John” in the local church and was given the name Francis, upon his Fathers return. “Francis” meaning “ The Frenchman” in Italian, was given as that was his Mothers birth country.
His upbringing was that of a moderately wealthy Italian family, and Francis himself was known for being flamboyant, often wearing clothing all the colours of the rainbow, with a long red feather protruding from his hat.
One day, an unusual thing happened, a beggar came to town, and upon seeing Francis, removed his dishevelled coat and placed it on the ground in front of Francis.
Francis told the beggar, “I have no money give!”, but the poor beggar did not care for money, he replied, “I do not want any! I do this to honour you, for, you will soon do great things that will be talked about until the end of the world!”

 The beggar's words have indeed proven to be true, with the recent election of Pope Francis, taken his name from St Francis of Assisi.
Francis, a youth of high spirits and energy, was soon to face war, like all youths in Italy in that era, he was sent to fight. Francis was captured and spent a year imprisoned. Upon his return to Assisi, it was noticed the energy and pluck of his youth were long gone, instead of his endless partying, he was now seen to stray into the fields to pray.
He gave away his armour, he gave his horse and gave away many of his other possessions.


Chapel of San Damiano

Whilst praying in the Chapel of San Damiano, a neglected old ruin at the time, Francis heard the Lord Jesus speak to him, Jesus told him to “Rebuild his Church”. Francis took the instruction literally and sought out the old priest in charge of the ruins, and gave him a large bag of gold to get the restoration work underway.
Francis disappeared for a month or more, no-one knew where he went, but when he returned he was dressed in rags like a beggar. His Father had him taken away fearing he had gone mad, but when his Father left on business, Francis Mother gave him money and set him free.

 His Father returned, and was angry, he took his son to court to retrieve his money but lost. Next, he took his son to the local Bishop. The bishop questioned Francis extensively, and Francis reply was that he wishes “to serve God”.
The Bishop admonished Francis for stealing his Fathers money, to which Francis reply, was to walk behind the curtain of the Bishops throne, strip naked, and return. He laid the clothing in front of his Father, as well as a small bag of gold and said unto him “Until now I have called Pietro di Bernardone father. I am returning his money and the clothes he has given to me. From now on, I shall not say ‘Father Pietro di Bernardone,’ but ‘Our Father who is in heaven!’”
With that Francis came under the protection of the Church and one of Gods servants.




It wasn't long until Francis lifestyle earned him followers, men and women who were inspired by the wealthy youth, who would give it all up to follow Christ and serve him unconditionally.
One of Francis followers, a young woman named Clare was so inspired she started the Catholic order of Poor Sisters
Frances himself also founded a number of orders, which the Pope at the time, Pope Innocent III authorised in 1210, he also went on to found the Order of Poor Clares, a religious order for women, as well as the Order of Brothers and Sisters of Penance (The Third Order)
It wasn’t until near the end of his life that Francis stigmata appeared. He had a vision of Jesus on a burning cross in the night sky.
Streams of light came from the vision and touched upon Francis body, overcome with the deepest of love for the Lord, Francis fell to the ground, the wounds of Christ displayed upon his body.
It is said Francis found great joy in carrying the wounds of Christ but they had a terrible effect on his body, weakening his health greatly. His stigmata lasted from 1224 until his death in 1226.
Late in his life, Francis received the Stigmata,
as told in this account from the Catholic Encyclopedia:


Early in August 1224, Francis retired with three companions to "that rugged rock 'twixt Tiber and Arno", as Dante called La Verna, there to keep a forty days fast in preparation for Michaelmas. During this retreat the sufferings of Christ became more than ever the burden of his meditations; into few souls, perhaps, had the full meaning of the Passion so deeply entered. It was on or about the feast of the Exaltation of the Cross (14 September) while praying on the mountainside, that he beheld the marvellous vision of the seraph, as a sequel of which there appeared on his body the visible marks of the five wounds of the Crucified which, says an early writer, had long since been impressed upon his heart.

Francis died singing to death, his body was carried through Assisi so the people could see the wealthy young youth who would become known as the poor man of Assisi.




Saint Francis of Assisi is the first recorded person to have been gifted the Stigmata.
On July 16th 1228 he was pronounced a Saint by Pope Gregory IX.
He is known as the patron Saint of Animals and the environment and is a patron Saint of Italy (along with Saint Catherine of Siena)
Saint Francis of Assisi is also recognised as the creator of the nativity scene.


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Francis_of_Assisi
http://www.catholic.org/saints/saint.php?saint_id=50
http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/06221a.htm


© 2013 Allen Tiller

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