Depending on the place, I think quite a bit of "Old Europe" has survived, in the sense that the fidelity to the old Neolithic, Mediterranean "myths", myths which, according to Christian apologists like C.S.Lewis "were made fact" are alive and well, independent of whether people literally believe in every word of the Credo, and also independent certainly of any adherence to church teachings on sexuatliy. In a place like Italy, for example, while most people believe in God, church attendance is mostly by women, and increasingly by older women, and older people in general. Italian men famously stop going to Mass after their confirmation, except for weddings, baptisms, communions and funerals. They used to walk their children and women folk to Mass and wait outside smoking and playing bocce. My mother was stupefied to see so many men in America attending Mass. (My father was one of them. When I married, as I was still an observant Catholic at that time, I asked him to receive communion, which of course meant confession. He agreed, which was a huge deal. My mother insisted on going, but said she'd wait outside...she wanted to see if the church fell down around him.
The belief in specific church doctrines also has very little to do with whether or not you participate in the various feste which ornament every part of the year. If need be, people wait outside while Mass is said, and
then join in the procession.
Just some examples:
In ancient Rome, the 10-day rite in honor of Attis, son of the great goddess Cybele, began on March 15th. A pine tree, which represented Attis, was chopped down, wrapped in a linen shroud, decorated with violets and placed in a sepulchre in the temple. On the Day of Blood or Black Friday, the priests of the cult gashed themselves with knives as they danced ecstatically, sympathizing with Cybele in her grief and helping to restore Attis to life. Two days later, a priest opened the sepulchre at dawn, revealing that it was empty and announcing that the god was saved. This day was known as Hilaria or the Day of Joy, a time of feasting and merriment.
I'm sure the similarities with the processions of Holy Thursday and Good Friday are obvious and known to most people. As is the common representation of Christ as the "Lamb of God". Then there's the obvious symbolism of Easter eggs as a representation of birth.
In Italy, on the Monday after Easter, we celebrate what we call Pasquetta. Easter Sunday is for family dinners, but on Pasquetta you're supposed to go into the country and picnic or have dinner with friends and family, and children can roll their Easter eggs. This is where I normally go when I'm home. It has the largest daffodil display in Italy.
http://www.mdisk.it/img/w_800/h_600...f_www.mdisk.it/tuscany4u.it/file/news/119.jpg
Then, on the Sunday after Corpus Christi, in late June, right around the time of the vernal equinox, many, many towns create what we call Infiorate. It's the creation of floral 'carpets' through the streets of the town. It takes weeks of planning, days to collect the flowers, and then there's a mad rush to create the designs by making grids that are filled with cut flowers. People stay up around the clock for a few days. There's one in Spello which is very famous, but even near me, people come from all over to see the Infiorata of Brugnato. It's over a kilometer long. After all that work, the priests and accolytes process right over it.
The many festivals to Saint John the Baptist also occur at the end of June, and there are obligatory fireworks. This is the one at Lake Como.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OLRuoGplEhw
Or there's the luminaria of S. Ranieri in Pisa, which is around the same time.
http://goitaly.about.com/gi/o.htm?z...011/06/16/la-luminara-di-san-ranieri-in-pisa/
Then there are the many festivals in innumerable coastal towns to Stella Maris, the incarnation of Mary as the Star of the Sea. I'm particularly fond of the one in Camogli just down the coast from me, which was traditionally a town of women, because all the men went to sea. The people float tiny lights on the ocean and decorate boats with flowers and flame to pray for the safety of people at sea. It's quite lovely.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ajYhA-xv_Kw
Or, there's Ferragosto, the 15th of August, not so coincidentally the same day as the feast of the Assumption of Mary. Ferragosto literally means the rest of Augustus and was a festival created by the emperor to give rest and relaxation to agricultural workers after the hard work of the summer, and in preparation for the hard work of the harvest. Beware if you travel to Italy in August.
Nothing, and I mean
nothing is open on that day. If people take off no other days in the year, they take off Christmas and Ferrragosto. I tried to warn an American friend of mine, but to no avail...she couldn't even return her rental car at the train station.
Then there are all the harvest festivals. Even total city dwellers like the people in Milano go into the countryside to buy the fresh olive oil from a frantoio.
Well, I guess you get the picture.