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January 21, 2024

reflections

By Kat Myrman

I’m a bit late to the 2024 party. As fate would have it, I was exposed to not just one, but two nasty viruses on Christmas Day at a family gathering. First to darken my door was the flu…a nasty strain this year…and then, just as I was feeling human again a week later, on New years Day, COVID finally got me (a first for me). I suppose I’ve joined the herd. If not for the booster I got last November, the doc said I might not have faired as well as I did. Still it was not how I planned on ringing in the new year! Anyhow…we’ve been snowed in for a bit…things finally melting, and I snapped this view out my front door this evening. It blew me away. I am so grateful for the beauty that surrounds me. For each sunrise and sunset. I hope you and yours are well.

Before I close out this post, I must share another view of the photo above. I applied a mirror filter to it and lo and behold, there she was right there reminding me Gaia, (as I imagine her at this time of year) sleeping amongst the roots, deep underground waiting for spring! What a gift this slight of photo editing produced! Isn’t she amazing!!! If you look at the original, you’ll see her peeking out at you. Sometimes it takes a mirror to see things more clearly.

It’s a reminder to me that it’s okay to rest (I’ve rested a lot this year). A new year need not be tackled all at once. We have 365 (actually 366 days this year) to live the promise of 2024.

I wrote a little haiku too. Of course I did! Peace and much love to you! 

gaia suspended

deep beneath the snow
she slumbers, dreaming of spring
winter lingers long

~kat~

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December 15, 2023

night light

By Kat Myrman 
night light

it was a good day
‘midst the realities of life
I caught her smiling

~kat

It’s the small things that keep me going. I collect these moments, keeping them close to my heart and at the ready to draw upon when the going is rough. Like a candle in the distance on a dark, dark night. Yes, it was a very good day.

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November 22, 2023

autumn rain

By Kat Myrman 
autumn rain

I feel it in my bones
hours before the first drop
when the sky floods gray 
and heavy, my knees scream
my back aches and my hair
becomes a web of straw clinging
to my head…my thought process
grows sluggish…and I think 
the very best I can manage 
is a nap, a very long nap
in fact wake me up come spring 
when the rain is sweet and cool
not this bone-chilling deluge 
that drenches fallen leaves 
grinding them into loam 
tree limbs overhead stripped bare, 
unable to shade the carnage below
oh that it would snow, this season
in between has lost its charm
the letting go, the letting go…
to death…I feel it in my bones

~kat

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October 22, 2023

pieces

By Kat Myrman 
pieces 

she dances a slow dance 
with death, barefoot, draped 
in purple, to music only she hears,
whispers on wind tips, in and out
from the shadows, balancing 
between dark and light, need
and want, pieces of herself 
plucked from her core like 
the leaves of autumn called
to sleep at the feet of their mother

she dances a slow dance
with death, slipping deeper, 
deeper into the darkening 
night, eyes fading, heart jaded, 
breath growing shallow, voice 
silenced to a whimper, donned 
in purple darkened from tears 
long shed from wells gone dry
praying for winter snow to gently
wrap her in silence, where blessed
sleep waits, that she might finally 
rest…that she might find peace

~kat

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October 14, 2023

rain dance

By Kat Myrman 
rain dance

to dance in the rain
cool droplets bursting on skin
pools lapping our feet
drawing us deep into the one
we call mother…we call home

come dance in the rain
drenched in heaven, head to toe  
blood of stone rising
familiar scent of the earth
calling us…calling us home 

dancing in the rain
our feet cool and tingling
letting go at last
like autumn leaves twirling ‘round
ashes, ashes, falling down

~kat

In case you’re wondering…yes I did. I did dance in the rain this morning. Yes, I got drenched. It was glorious! Peace to you this weekend. Praying for peace. 🕊️

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