When I was but a wee lass...
my family took a vacation in the Dakotas.
We stayed at a little motel in Deadwood...the Blarney Stone I believe.
And there on the wall was this Irish blessing:
May the road rise to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
And, until we meet again,
May God hold you in the hollow of his hands.
As a young child, I fell in love with these words.
Perhaps, as my maiden name is "Wind", I thought it was
cool that we would have people's backs.
don't really know
Just loved it.
And so, this wee bit older lass loves that St. Patrick's Day
comes in the middle of March.
It feels like a celebration mixed with
blessings, faith, joy, & honor...with a sprinkle of hope.
just when we need this most
It reminds me of the benediction we would receive at the end of church...
as a child I always felt I should tip my head to receive it.
Granted, I grew up in the Presbyterian faith --
but Scotland is close
enough to Ireland...I do believe.
So, tip your head if you want...
and may the wind always be at your back.
For you, is it:
green beer, green eggs & ham or green blessings?
Do you celebrate this "holiday"?