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Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 23 April 2017


Happy Sunday! It’s been a soggy week here in the mountains. I love the rain, but in small doses…I need sunshine. Oh and did I mention Mercury’s in retrograde? Given that I’m a Gemini, mercurial to begin with, it’s a wonder I have been able to come up with anything coherent this week!

What that has meant is that things have been a bit wacky. This week’s ReVerse is reflective of that retrograde lunacy. It’s a bit nonsensical…which I suppose makes sense.

Mercury gets back on track on May 3rd. Until then, expect more spinning, sleepless nights and scrambled words. But I am not daunted. Writers write and I am determined to keep the words flowing, even if right now it is an annoying drip!

Have a great week! Keep moving forward…keep writing! 😜

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 23 April 2017

I wonder where you spend your nights
withering
rock-a-bye hush, the children sing
do you see them
booger butt, slobbery schmush
I couldn’t sleep
and truth was just an inconvenient blur
‘neath shallow skin-deep façades,
cursed are your fragrant blossoms
endless drops of rain
ultimately, “do no harm”
I thought, ‘how ironic is that!’
we should all be so jammy
it’s what lies beneath
she murmurs gently

~kat 🤔

A shi sai or ReVerse poem is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the shi sai features the words of one writer,providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week.


Jammy – Friday’s Word of the Day Haiku

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Happy Friday! Today’s Dictionary.com Word of the Day is Jammy. Now, if you are living in the US you might be thinking that this word is a short version or slang for the word pajamas. And you’d be right.

Then there are our neighbors across the pond who define Jammy altogether differently. To be “jammy” is an enviable place to be indeed. It means to be “very lucky”.

Unless of course your referring to something that has jam, is covered in jam, or filled with jam…then saying jammy would mean something entirely different, like a jammy doughnut.

 

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Jammie Biscuits

I also discovered that there is a delicious British biscuit made of shortbread and a layer of raspberry jam called a Jammie Dodger. Note to self…if I ever happen to find my way across the Atlantic, must try these yummy “cookies”.

The word originated in the 1800’s in its English form. It is associated with several idioms that all relate to having an easy go of things…or luck: to have  jam on it “to have something easy,”  real jam or pure jam, “something  easy or pleasant.

As I consider the various uses we have for this word I am imagining how jammy I would be if I could spend the day in my jammies eating Jammy Dodgers. (with a cuppa tea of course!) Ah…bliss!

Here’s a haiku too. Now back to my daydreaming about being so jammy!

Jam, Jammy, Jammies

perfect job and life
we should all be so jammy
not stuck in a jam

~kat


Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse -16 April 2017


It’s Easter for some of us. A day of hope, new life and rebirth after a season of darkness, denial of self and comfort. I remember when my greatest sacrifice during Lent was chocolate; only to be rewarded with a basket full of the stuff on Easter morning.

But these days I realize that some of the things I have let go of may never be restored. They cannot be found nested in fluorescent green faux grass in a brightly colored ribboned basket like chocolate eggs. and that is okay. With maturity comes reality.

I have given up more than chocolate on this, my 60th dark night of the soul. Most of it centers around my expectations and my optimistic view of the the world. It’s true. I generally believe that truth comes to light in the face of lies, that good overcomes evil, that love is more powerful than hate, that family is family, that all people are good and will do the right thing if given the opportunity.

This season I didn’t wrestle with cravings for sweets or any number of “things” that I vainly considered sacrifice in the past. This season I wrestled with truth and darkness and my belief that the world is a beautiful place. It’s not. Always. 

So I gave up my expectations. They’re a hard thing to let go of. They are so sweet on the tongue but they are bitter in the belly. Expectations contain a certain element of privilege…a quid pro quo for being honest and good and decent. This world, this life, don’t owe me anything.

I didn’t expect any sort of Easter morning basket of blessing this year. But surprisingly that is exactly what I received; just not in the places I normally expect to find them. Giving up my expectations allowed me to see things in a new light, to find blessings in the things I have spent a lifetime not noticing.

I rise today with new found hope surprised by grace. That’s better than chocolate. Really it is. You can trust me on that. Happy Easter.

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse -16 April 2017

I can’t bring myself to close it, not yet
is it any wonder that we bleed
if they only knew how many dives, we played to get here.
pale full moon lunacy
with hearts black as coal
it’s all perception
unless you’re a rock
savor each moment’s bliss
shock and awfulness
the door was padlocked
no one ever suspected
people don’t really want to know
sympaths say “poor you”
noshing on beautiful chocolate cake,
i die a bit each day to pass the time,
a hint of summer in the air, raindrops
sweetness

~kat

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A shi sai or ReVerse poem is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the shi sai features the words of one writer,providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week. 😊


Compathy – Friday’s Word of the Day Haiku

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Happy Friday! Well here is a new word for you…”Compathy”, Dictionary.com’s Word of the Day. It is another word to add to your arsenal of “feeling” words like Sympathy and Empathy, but with just enough of a subtle difference that you may find yourself needing to use it more and more.  The suffix of all three words is –pathy from the Greek ‘patheia’ which means ‘suffering’ or ‘feeling’.

Sympathy’s prefix, sym- comes from the Greek sum or sún, meaning “with, in company with or together with.” While feelings are part of the word, it is possible to be sympathetic without actually feeling what others are feeling. For example one could be sympathetic to a cause. One who is sympathetic might be overheard saying, “Oh poor so-and-so…” and in the next breath commenting, “I’m sure glad it’s not me.” So much for sympathy. No wonder  we are loath to sympathy from others. It smacks of pity.

Enter Empathy. From the Greek ‘empatheia’, when one combines em + pathy the literal meaning is ‘in’ + ‘feeling’.  It’s a feel good word…much more to our liking than sympathy. Having empathy is the ability to put yourself in someone else’s shoes; to consider their plight while also considering how you might feel in the same circumstance. It’s a bit more engaging. Being empathetic moves us emotionally and compels us to act with compassion, but it is not the ultimate of –pathies. One can remain detached more or less and still feel and respond with empathy.

Which brings me to today’s word of the day, Compathy. It’s little prefix of a word, ‘com’ is a loaded when you add it to -pathy.  For this word’s etymology we turn to the Latin ‘com-‘ or ‘cum’ which means “together with, similar, extremely, completely.”  Compathy contains an intensity that the other two words do not.  Compathy is defined as “feelings, as happiness or grief, shared with another or others.” There is no detachment here, no standing on the sidelines. To have compathy means to feel the intense emotions of another with that other person or persons as if you share the same heart.

I can understand why compathy is more obscure than the other two words. Have you ever heard of it? I know I hadn’t.  And my ignorance allowed me to be quite content, considering myself a caring, feeling, empathetic person…which is a good thing, right? The fact is my ability to care has now been challenged to rise to the next level; to allow myself to enter into the suffering and joy of others whole heartedly and with abandon.

We call a person who acts and feels this way an “empath”, but I believe we have it wrong. Empaths are truly Compaths when you get right down to it. And it’s something to aspire to. Not because I’m a masochist but because I believe having compathy is the one true way to connect with another person in a deep and meaningful way. It’s where love and healing and true joy happen.

Have a great weekend. Peace and love to you and yours.

sympaths say “poor you”
empaths say “poor you, I know…”
but compaths say “we”

~kat – 14 April 2017


Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 9 April 2017


Happy Sunday! It’s been a busy week! Stuff happening at work, at home and in the world. Life. The good, the bad, the happy, the sad. I lose myself in the fray when I forget that no matter what is happening around me there are things that remain constant, no matter what.

I am a survivor. It helps to remember every dead end and insurmountable obstacle that has challenged me in the past. I’m here today because I survived. Life went on and I am living proof of that.

I am brave. Life is not for the faint of heart. Rather than put things into less overwhelming, more manageable boxes as I tend to do, it’s okay to let the everything mingle. There is balance to be found in letting stuff collide.

When hatred smacks me on the face, there is the me that is compassionate, kind and loving. When sadness and despair loom, there is contentment add gratefulness. When fear threatens to stop me in my tracks I remember that I am brave.

And when my memory fails me there is nothing like nature to center and ground me…toes in the mud or tickled by cool grass, the blue sky and clouds, soft rain and the moon and stars above.

It’s always good to remember the truth about who I am…the things that sustain me and are constant to see me through the days that are less than.

Have a good week remembering. 🙂

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 9 April 2017

no one’s listening anymore
there is a softer world
I listen to warblers trilling, and rain
Happy Independence Day Baby
it’s the little things
but nothing happens
making things great again
karma remembers
toes in muddy ooze
whisper to her gently by name
streams of sun bursting
the rest goes,
truth is elusive
no place to hide…enough is enough
it is frosted by clouds
sometimes I need reminding

kat – 9 April 2017

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A shi sai or ReVerse poem is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the shi sai features the words of one writer,providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week. 😊