May the roads rise with you

So many beautiful things

So many beautiful things

May the roads rise with you and the wind be always at your back.

So begins the Gaelic blessing I read long ago on a stamp on the back of a Christmas card envelope.

If we stop to listen to what we’re saying, we can hear some beautiful words of greeting and parting.

Even the simple ‘Welcome’ and ‘Farewell’; or ‘Goodbye’ which is a contraction of ‘God be with you’.

The dustman, climbing back into his cab this morning, used an Italian well-wishing phrase I love:

Tante belle cose  which literally translated means So many beautiful things.