day 274

numb

sadness
melancholy 
it’s definitely not
normal to feel nothing inside
…normal

~kat
(a Cinquain 2-4-6-8-2)

I didn’t watch the news today. Not that it mattered. I know what’s out there. The hate, the fear, the judgment, the loathing. I never considered myself an enemy of the state, but apparently that is what I am because I believe in truth, freedom and liberty for all. And because I didn’t vote for the great pumpkin and his rotten band of squash and gourds. They raided the data…those doge kids. They know everything that can be known about all of us right down to what brand of toothpaste we prefer. We are all categorized and profiled. And now the grand poo-pa has declared war on us…the enemies within. He and his boy toy soldier read their riot act to the generals. All this just in time for the final blow, the grand finale of this year-long nightmare. The final nail in the coffin handed to the architects by a useless congress who convened session, facilitating a shutdown to end all shutdowns. So anyhow…it’s all left me feeling a bit numb. 

Thank goodness for potted plants. The latest focus of my new hobby was an ailing sago palm that apparently needed to be repotted and then pruned to encourage new growth. I mixed a combination of the prescribed soil and filler to be sure that it remained loose and aerated. Next came the pruning. Lopping off the dead fronds so new ones could grow. Plants look rather bleak after a pruning. But I followed the directions to the letter. And today, weeks later, we have the sprouting of new leaves. I don’t know why I doubted it. That first cut is always the hardest. So that’s my glimmer today. Stick to what you know is true, follow directions, and finally, trust the process.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you. 

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨