Saint Lucy’s Feast Day is December 13th. Different cultures celebrate her, but all celebrate with the theme of light. Scandinavian girls bring Santa Lucia buns and crown their heads with wreaths of candles. Processions of Lucia’s children must have been wondrous and a bit worrisome in celebrations past; today the children wear candles lit with the help of batteries. Lucia’s light was divine in origin; a light whose reverence has not dimmed through the centuries.
I am of Sicilian heritage….so reverence to Santa Lucia is a given ……
My mother never ate a crumb of bread or cake or wheat on St. Lucy’s Day…..she purchased a special wheat free grain at our Italian Bakery and kept her lifelong fast as homage to this Saint. With such devout faith, Lucy was imprisoned by a body of such exquisite beauty, men coveted her. She is said to have plucked out her own eyes, the light seen through them was nothing compared to the light of her connection with God…
When I was very little, I gazed upon her statue in my church and in my home and thought those were olives on the tray she held before her…….also a given in a Sicilian home.……It was only after learning her story that I realized she held her eyes on that tray. St. Lucy is the saint one prays to for the eyes………so light can enter those clouded with cataracts or blinded by old age or illness.
Today, I wish for light to enter the eyes of this clouded and darkened world. So many eyes have been blinded with hate, with anger, with intolerance.
It is not the outer facade, but the inner light of true beauty and goodness that our hearts and souls, not eyes, should see.