A Prayer for Living in the Nowadays

Hang On to Your Hat: A Prayer for the Living in the Nowadays

There certainly is a lot to do,

amidst all of the hullabaloo.

There certainly is a lot to see

going on with you and me

and me

and you.

So breathe.

May our eyes stay open,

May the magic call,

Saying thanks

for every single thread

and mostly feel

more alive than dead.


A friend and former student of mine, Mia Kawada, sends me a card at the onset of every new year. I keep this card pinned to my wall until the next one arrives to serve as daily inspiration. It's also an important reminder that I am still alive to know some pretty wonderful people. The following was on the back of the postcard she sent for 2017. It gives me hope. I read it every day. It has been such medicine for me that I'm compelled to share it.

It can also be found on http://www.lettersofnote.com/2012/01/wind-clock-for-tomorrow-is-another-day.html

North Brooklin, Maine 30 March 1973 Dear Mr. Nadeau: As long as there is one upright man, as long as there is one compassionate woman, the contagion may spread and the scene is not desolate. Hope is the thing that is left to us, in a bad time. I shall get up Sunday morning and wind the clock, as a contribution to order and steadfastness. Sailors have an expression about the weather: they say, the weather is a great bluffer. I guess the same is true of our human society—things can look dark, then a break shows in the clouds, and all is changed, sometimes rather suddenly. It is quite obvious that the human race has made a queer mess of life on this planet. But as a people we probably harbor seeds of goodness that have lain for a long time waiting to sprout when the conditions are right. Man's curiosity, his relentlessness, his inventiveness, his ingenuity have led him into deep trouble. We can only hope that these same traits will enable him to claw his way out. Hang on to your hat. Hang on to your hope. And wind the clock, for tomorrow is another day.

Sincerely, [Signed, 'E. B. White']