“May the road rise up to meet you, may the wind be ever at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and the rain fall softly on your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow of his hand.
I am listening to a deeper way. Suddenly all my ancestors are behind me. Be still, they say. Watch and listen. You are the result of the love of thousands. Linda Hogan Native American Writer Art and Texts,im
PhotoTalk: Don't feel bad if people remember you only when they need you. Don't feel bad if people remember you only when they need you. Feel privileged that you are like a candle that comes to their mind when there is
irish farewell blessing may the road rise up to meet you. may the wind be always at your back. may the sun shine warm upon your face. the rains fall soft upon your fields.until we meet again. may god hold you in the palm of his hand.