I seem to be tripping over the oddest glimmers these days. This morning I happened upon this guy staring up at me from the mulch bed under in the hedges. I call him Mr Grumpy Face. He definitely looks like he’s been through it from the looks of that dent on his head. A far cry from my typical harvest of heart-shaped rocks. But he was on a mission I think.
Seeing him in all his grumpiness, made me smile. And then reminded me that I have not been my smiley self these days. Carrying the weight of the world will do that to you. At that moment it was like looking into a mirror. It reminded me that I have not taken time to unload and recharge as much as I should.
You might be thinking, you got all that from an odd little rock? I did indeed, you know, and I find that odd random things have plenty to say if we’re paying attention. I’m so glad I was looking down when I was…so glad this sage caught my eye. In my book that is the essence of a proper glimmer. Thank you Mr. Grumpy face!
~kat
Much love, peace, and odd glimmers to you! And don’t forget to smile. 😊
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encounter with a stone-faced sage
mister grumpy face mirroring my crinkled brow causing me to smile I do remember smiling before the world got heavy
Today’s glimmer is a few moments of zen…I drift off to sleep to this beautiful sound every night. Gabby, who learned to be a real dog after being abandoned to be euthanized with her puppies at a kill shelter…saved by a rescue team who graciously entrusted her to our care..who sleeps lustily at the foot of my bed, belly full from supper, fearing nothing…snoring! she is my glimmer on dark nights! ~ Much love, peace, and glimmers to you ~ kat 💚✨✨✨💚
sweet slumber
there is something oh so calming about the soft snoring of a dog it is safety, and freedom dreams of squirrels to be chased
Today, I am starting with a glimmer. My sago palm is sprouting fronds. Every glimmer of new life is a thrilling gift.
Sharing today’s glimmer with you first because recent days have been a bit dark. I am learning that being a caregiver means learning to support your charge in whatever way they need. I can’t possibly hope to understand how excruciating CRPS is, but textbooks say it is the worst pain on the pain scale. They call it the suicide disease for this reason. My wife’s pain is being ill managed by the medical community where we live. I know that she has thought about ending the suffering. She has told me as much. Being a caregiver means supporting your her in whatever she needs, in the choices she makes, even if she decides she can’t do it anymore. So…I have been coming to terms with this. And wrote about it. Sometimes being strong for someone means being utterly weak and helpless and wrapping yourselves in grace together come what may. That’s where I find myself. Thank goodness for glimmers…and life’s surprises in the form of palm fronds.
Much love, peace, glimmers, and much grace to you.
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
here in the valley
in the shadow of the reaper it is futile to negotiate suggest that he be on his way he never leaves, waits at the gate eventually he wins the game when life becomes too much to bear helps load the gun, helps spill the pills how, doesn’t matter once you’re there to witness this impending doom a soul in peril, shutting down when love becomes a bitter toll you want to leave but stick around to help, as if there is a chance to stay the reaper one more day suffering changes us so deep that empathy can’t grasp its sway I watch her as she presses on, sleeps through the days to numb the pain and wonder how she stays so strong the fight seems cruel, inhumane there comes a point to let it go to welcome death with no regrets when living sucks the life from us to acquiesce…I understand, and yet my heart breaks silently each day to know the deed has crossed her mind I’d never blame her if she left but part of me just wants more time
Write your guide to setting healthy boundaries in relationships.
boundless
before you even ask I will offer myself in service to you… prompted, i have no choice but to tell you, I’m here if you need me, or even if you don’t, though secretly I hope you do because I need to be needed which is why boundaries to me are like chalk lines on pavement on rainy day or ice cubes in warm water I am severely distracted by need… advice you ask? Well, I’m no expert but I have heard it’s a simple two letter word no… unfortunately I can’t bear the thought of uttering it, but if you give it a go please let me know how it went
~kat
I have a few little glimmers for you…the first is one of my squirrel friends noshing on nuts, perfectly framed by a pair of moon flowers plants. Forgive the graininess of the photo. I was across the yard when I spotted him. Of course I had to take a photo!
And the second glimmer…the first cuttings from my little raised herb garden. There is a certain satisfaction that comes from growing something green!
How could anyone expect to sleep in past 6 AM on a cool Sunday morning, with REM interrupted by this?! But I shouldn’t complain. I created this monstrous routine…🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛ I do love a good murder. 😉
slave to a murder
‘twas not dawn’s first light that roused me from deep slumber but loud cackling caws from a dark murderous brood their peanut alms depleted
~kat
When one contributes to the food chain, the occasional predator is certain to show up. (Another reason I love my murder of crows…they keep these guys at bay around my bird garden, which is also frequented by squirrels and chipmunks! As much as I hate the idea that I might be providing a buffet for these apex raptors, (again, thank you to my crows for keeping them at bay) I do have to pause to admire the incredible beauty of these juvenile Cooper’s hawks. Did you know that a group of 3 or more hawks is called a “kettle”? We had a full kettle boiling over in our yard the day I captured these photos…at least 4 by my count. An odd glimmer perhaps, but I think they are magnificent in their own right. Part of the amazing cycle of life. (I just never leave Gabby dog to run free in the yard these days!) 😳
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you…stay safe. Always look both ways, up and down when crossing nature! 😄
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