Lately, I've felt lost. Usually, when I feel lost, I found even the most trivial things to be profound... a scratched street sign, a line from a children's movie, a lyric on a song on a station hardly listen to. A few days ago, a friend told me to look up the Irish Blessing. I found this poem extremely moving, and I thought I would share it.
May the road rise 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.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.
May God be with you and bless you:
May you see your children's children.
May you be poor in misfortune,
Rich in blessings.
May you know nothing but happiness
From this day forward.
May the road rise up to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the warm rays of sun fall upon your home
And may the hand of a friend always be near.
May green be the grass you walk on,
May blue be the skies above you,
May pure be the joys that surround you,
May true be the hearts that love you.
Truth be told, as I search for whatever inspiration it is I am seeking, I find more and more clues to unravelling the bigger picture. Unfortunately, with every clue I find, I discover the bigger picture is exponentially bigger than I had concieved before. It's funny how that works. The more you know, the less you really know.
Keep on the search. Keep on looking.