my heart remembers it like it was before the lies before we were broken from the ocean’s rhythmic dance to the delicious slow kiss of a cool breeze’s embrace there is joy and peace
~kat
Today’s glimmer is a day late…I was a bit overwhelmed with reentry into work after a daunting two and half day travel schedule.
After trying for hours to muster the words while fighting sleep, I gave in and picked up this morning with a little help from the online magnets. I did manage to enjoy last evening breeze as the sun set. There is much I could say about the tidal turn of our country and the chaos that is happening., but I encourage you to remember what life was like before uncertainty and fear took hold.
If you are fortunate to live by the ocean, get yourself to the shore and let the sound of waves lull you to calmness and peace…that’s your glimmer!
If you, like me, far from the water’s edge, I invite you to go outside and give yourself to be ravaged by the breeze. It needn’t be a brisk breeze…just the slightest whisper will do. That’s your glimmer.
Tomorrow we march, tomorrow we advocate, but for today may the natural world hold and keep you, and help you remember who you are and how it was not too long ago…
cool mist settles at dusk, the amber sun sinks low, sweetness fills the air as a phoebe feeds nestlings and a doe strolls, fawn in tow
~kat
Sometimes days are just perfect. Today was one of those days. Got some positive news at work, and happened upon several new little families. The woods were bursting with life events while we were away. A phoebe family hatched their brood, and several deer had young. I saw several doe with young while driving to the store. A set of twin fawns, and two singletons with their doting mamas. This evening I was visited by one of the does that frequents my feeders. She watched me from the brush for several minutes before deciding I was safe. I was trusted to meet her fawn. And this time I did happen to have my phone on me and caught my visitors in photos. I hope this post finds you well. Enjoy the glimmers below. I’m such a sucker for a babies of any species!
off the preplanned path a detour may reveal the wondrous unknown
~kat
I depend heavily on my car’s GPS to get me to my destinations. Most of the time I get where I am going with no issue. Other times, like today, the system has a hiccup. I knew that I needed to head north to reach the final part of the route, but the determined voice from my dashboard insisted I go south.
I went north, which sent the computer into a bossy tirade. She, ( I have mine set with a female voice with a British accent ) demanded I make a U-turn and head south at the next 7 crossroads. And I kept ignoring her until the GPS realized I was right, recalibrated itself and finally got back on track. As we neared the final leg of the trip, I got an important phone call. I missed my exit.
I was happy this time to be admonished by that familiar voice and ready to comply. There was an exit in four and a half miles, but as I would discover no reentry ramp. I refused to concede that I was lost. Eventually GPS directed me to take a scenic route…a narrow county road that weaved past farms and deeper into a tree-lined road. I hoped at least this time she wasn’t confusing her north from her south! Retracing 5 miles in unfamiliar places can be unsettling, but I was reassured when my destination icon appeared on the screen as we moved closer and closer.
As I emerged from the woods I found myself entering the main road of my daughter’s subdivision, just one block away from her house! You might think at this point in my story I heaved a huge sigh of relief. I didn’t. Not then. What took my breath away and caused me to pause…to breathe, was back amidst the trees. It was so beautiful! I took a photo with the intention of sharing it with you.
Wrong turns, detours, resets, and trusting one’s gut can sometimes develop into something wonderful. Next time you find yourself off the path, don’t jump to the “L” word (as in “lost”) too quickly. Take a breath and give the universe a moment to show you where you are, and what you could have missed by following directions to the letter. You might be pleasantly surprised, like I was today.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you. And happy travels to you! ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
Glimmer 152: Found at our home away from home…An Old World Rock Pigeon feather. AKA a Homing pigeon. Fun facts: The rock Pigeon is a wild ancestor of all domestic and feral pigeons, inhabiting coasts, cliffs, and caves. Pairs nest in rock crevices, often mating for life. They are known for their ability to fly very long distances to return to their homes, navigating using the sun’s position and the earth’s magnetic fields. Thanks to this ability, pigeons were used as messengers, particularly during World Wars I and II. I believe this little left behind messenger’s note has a message for me too. ✨💚✨
travel bliss
five hours in flight at thirty-two thousand feet… clouds obscure chaos
trusk trending
~kat
Hello my creative friends. Rest assured I am still here. I have been traveling…a lot. On Tuesday by car, 10 hours round trip, to bring Gabby to my daughter’s for safekeeping while we are away.
So happy to be here as long as the belly rubs keep coming…Missing mom…I’ll be here thanks…😢Vacation is not so bad…actually I’m enjoying this…Settling in…keeping my human sister company while she works…just like I do with mom…(Does my heart good to know that Gabby is well cared for while we’re away) 💚 ( glimmers 153-154)
On Wednesday, 4 hours by car, 2 hours by check in and TSA with my wife in a wheelchair and 5 hours in air to cross country, 2,483 miles to be exact, give or take, to attend my niece’s wedding.
On Thursday, I crashed, personally, not the plane of course, though it was an unusually bumpy flight. 😳 I needed a day to recover. I am an old lady by some folk’s standards. One year shy of 70 as of Monday (you can do the math) and me wondering how I can keep this pace up. Working full time, caring for a partner with a debilitating disability, managing a household…
It’s an interesting type of imposter syndrome. Feeling young of mind and heart only to be reminded by my body when I push it too far. Today we will be tasked with dipping pretzels in white chocolate, sprinkling them with burgundy colored sugar sprinkles. I’m told by my sister that the sprinkles match the groom’s shirt color. We are honored to be assigned such an important task! 🥰
Tomorrow is the wedding. I’ll send some glimmers, of which I’m sure there will be many. Then on Sunday…a day on the road, a red eye flight back home arriving Monday morning…a four hour car trip, a recovery nap and Tuesday a road trip to fetch Gabby who is currently being spoiled by my daughter as you saw above. Then Wednesday back to work and routine. I could say, I’m too old for this shit, but I won’t. I am just so happy and grateful to be here, alive and well enough to still experience the blessings of this blip of a life. I’m dropping a few glimmers for you here to make up for my absence. Be back to it soon!
Glimmer 155…today’s harvest of hearts…to add to my growing collection, ready to be gifted to a friend or stranger as the universe nudges me. Blessings abound!
Some additional poetic offerings…and a new form…the Pi-Ku! Who knew!!! A 3-1-4 haiku style poem. Love it!
3.1415926535 (a pi archimedes poem)
trUsk trending
sad when egos clash sick when bro’s lose the love a popcorn popped reality show gone mad on the world stage proof our president is a fool surrounded by fools
trust is a powerful thing to extinguish the darkness destruction in its wake | survival of the richest secrets haunt their keepers reality has swung the sickle chaotic precisely because it scares me some gave their all flower petals and shallow roots… roses in the air sadly, out of tune morning in the foothills…full of grace and the trees…
~kat
As we start a new month it is fitting to glean the previous month’s offerings and select a line from each to develop today’s ReVerse Poem. May was a whirlwind! Things on the world stage are out of sorts with norms. Dealing with it requires more and more of us.
Much love, peace and glimmers to you.
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
A ReVerse poem (a practice I started many years ago) 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 ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it here as a review of the past several weeks.
So it is easier for you to find all the parts/chapters of my ongoing fiction series, I created a new page that lists all the links. You can check it out HERE!
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