After a rocky day, I get up, grateful for another go. Hopeful.
As I clear dishes from the table, I decide to glance at the newspaper, which I have held off on lately. The spate of suffering and hostility staggers me.
I sit back down, overwhelmed by all of the world’s troubles.
Finally, after gazing out on the marsh, a small voice reminds me to do what I can to make things better in my tiny corner of the cosmos. The Santa Hat, worn with my intention to spread goodwill and cheer, to spark conversation, connection, a twinkle in someone’s eye, in someone’s day, seems breathtakingly infinitesimal. Yet, this is something I can do. Lighten someone’s day, even ever so slightly. And each tiny sparkle each of us offers the Universe adds up to a whole lotta shine :).
We don’t need hats or other props, of course. But my experience over the past decade and a half of wearing this red hat is that this icon is a visual cue, a reminder of the world’s light, its playfulness and imagination, its abundant possibility. I have heard time and again from strangers, acquaintances and friends that seeing my hat, and perhaps connecting through it, has reminded them, has been meaningful.
I get up from the table, stride past the dirty dishes and laundry, grab my Hat and run out onto the day. Hopeful. Resolved at least for today to hold space for the good, for the light.
“Do not be dismayed by the brokenness of the world. All things break. And all things can be mended. Not with time, as they say, but with intention. So go. Love intentionally, extravagantly, unconditionally. The broken world waits in darkness for the light that is you.“~ L.R. Knost