The Feast of Lights in Aivali
By Photios Kontoglou
By Photios Kontoglou
In seaside places they throw the Cross into the sea after the Divine Liturgy of Theophany. That is how they used to do it in my homeland too, and it was a beautiful and strange sight.
The procession would set out from the cathedral. In front went the exapteriga and banners, and after them the priests with the bishop, dressed in their golden vestments — many priests and archimandrites, because the town had twelve churches, and on feast days the smaller parishes would finish the Liturgy quickly and their priests would go to the cathedral, so that the celebration might be more solemn. The chanters were many as well, the best-voiced among them, and they chanted Byzantine — that is, Greek — music with majesty, not like today, when we have gone mad and turned our chanting into tasteless, foreign theatrical songs. Behind them followed a great crowd of people.
When they reached AngelĂ Beach, as that shore was called, the bishop and the priests would ascend a large wooden platform, beautifully constructed, to perform the Sanctification of the Waters. The people filled the shoreline and climbed wherever they could in order to see. The surrounding houses were packed with spectators. Women burned incense from the windows. On the sea side, there were gathered nearly a hundred caiques and countless small boats, with their prows turned toward the place where the bishop stood. Arrayed in this way, the boats looked like a fleet about to go to war. Farther out toward the open sea, you could see the large caiques anchored, also full of people. Others had encircled the boats near the shore, and they too were crowded — mostly sailors and children.








