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Wednesday, March 26, 2025

La Div­ina Pas­to­ra part two

Siparia Fete loses vibrancy

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There are very few if any, Trinida­di­ans, who have not heard of La Div­ina Pas­to­ra and the Siparia Fete. Last week in this col­umn we ex­am­ined the roots of the pa­tron saint of Siparia and pos­si­ble ori­gins. Be­gin­ning in the 1870s, thou­sands of pil­grims would flock to the tiny vil­lage in the for­est to pay homage to the Di­vine Shep­herdess.

To the first peo­ples, the Warao of the Orinoco Delta, she was a mix­ture of in­dige­nous re­li­gion and Catholi­cism, while to the Catholics, she was a tan­gi­ble rep­re­sen­ta­tion of a saint­ly mes­sen­ger. To the many Hin­dus who al­so added colour to the Siparia Fete, she was Si­pa­ree Mai, the Moth­er of Siparia.

Pos­si­bly, the small, dark stat­ue, with its wig of re­al hu­man hair, ap­pealed aes­thet­i­cal­ly to the In­di­an in­den­tured labour­ers who wor­shipped her in their own way. This was not al­ways wel­comed by the parish­ioners, who at­tempt­ed in the 1940s to lock out the Hin­du el­e­ment, and were forced in­to tol­er­ance when the miffed In­do-Tri­nis threat­ened to burn down the church!

Per­haps the ear­li­est de­scrip­tion of Siparia Fete was writ­ten by a French priest in the 1870s and reads: All along the way yes­ter­day, on the eve of the feast, I met pil­grims of all colours go­ing to­wards the sanc­tu­ary. They were count­ed in thou­sands...The road is very dif­fi­cult and ex­treme­ly un­even. Among the ve­hi­cles which try to come to Siparia, sev­er­al broke down on the road. One cab tum­bled in­to a ditch; many hors­es took flight and re­fused to go fur­ther. All even­tu­al­ly ar­rived at Siparia though.

Siparia is a very small vil­lage lost in the for­est, with about 130 in­hab­i­tants who live in mis­er­able huts with roofs of timite palm. There is no ho­tel, just two or three ajoupas where drinks and pro­vi­sions are sold. The pil­grims sleep un­der the night sky. The pres­bytery is bare­ly more com­fort­able.

A ham­mock or a mat­tress on the floor or a car­pet are the choic­es I have to of­fer the vis­it­ing priests. All day long the pil­grims come to pros­trate at the feet of La Div­ina Pas­to­ra-French, Eng­lish, Span­ish, Por­tuguese, Chi­nese, In­di­ans (main­ly pa­gans).

To­day, the Siparia Fete has lost its vi­bran­cy from days of yore, of­ten com­pet­ing for na­tion­al at­ten­tion with the rip-roar­ing ac­tiv­i­ties of Bor­ough Day in Point Fortin. The un­flag­ging de­vo­tion of thou­sands, how­ev­er, has not sub­sided, with the an­nu­al pro­ces­sion of the stat­ue through the streets is still the high­light of the event cal­en­dar.

Every year, on Holy Thurs­day, the im­age is tak­en from its shrine in the parish church and ex­posed to pub­lic de­vo­tion in the pres­bytery, af­ter which she is clad in or­nate gar­ments and jew­el­ry by spe­cial­ly ap­point­ed ladies of the parish, to whom this ser­vice is a sa­cred du­ty. The pro­ces­sion it­self is of­ten at­tend­ed by His Grace the Arch­bish­op. La Div­ina Pas­to­ra re­mains a unique sym­bol of hy­bridised de­vo­tion be­cause of her sig­nif­i­cance to so many di­verse peo­ples.


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