Category Archives: Essays

March 27, 2025

day 85

By Kat Myrman
…my dream for 2025…to build a labyrinth…
i still dream
.
time
may be slipping…
while 
winter is lingering
hints of spring quicken my heart and soul
what if
I have another summer
another autumn
to fulfill
dreams still in the wings

~kat

When I was younger I believed the old adage, ‘it’s never too late to…(fill in a dream here)”. It was the motivating nudge I needed to reach for the impossible. But now that I am older, some of those dreams have faded. For the first time in my life, I realize that I may not have the time to reach some of those goals I’ve held deep inside. But just because I am getting on in years doesn’t mean that all those dreams have to die. Not while I am still breathing!

I took the photo above this evening, the setting sun at my back, my house in the distance atop our little hill amidst the trees. I did a wee bit of photo magic to illustrate a particular dream of mine. I want to build my very own labyrinth on our lower 1/2 acre. This is how I imagine it will look…when I’ve completed my spring/summer project.

Yep I’ve a few dreams left unsung…and if the fates allow, I’d best get cracking. I’ve a labyrinth to build!

What dreams are you still waiting to fulfill? Times a-wasting my friend. There is no time like the present to revisit that thing you thought could never happen and make a plan to do it anyway.

I’ll be sure to chronicle the unfolding of my new project here. Yep…I’m gonna do this!

Much love, peace, and dream-filled glimmers to you!

~kat ✨💚✨

Poetry style…pi = 3.1415926535 by syllable.

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March 26, 2025

day 83

By Kat Myrman 
nothing changed today
.
here
in my little world
routine
happened, on schedule, no surprises 
it’s easy to ignore the rest of the world
the news 
when my day progressed as planned
should I really be concerned
today was fine
I’m fine, everything is fine
 
~kat

There’s an old fable about a boiling frog.  If you put a frog in a pot of boiling water, it will jump out. But if you put a frog in a pot of cold water, and slowly turn up the heat the frog will stay in the pot until it boils to death. 

I spend most of my days trying to live in the present. When the end of the day comes, if I am still safe, free to walk outside, to go shopping, free of communicable disease, still married, and not actively being targeted by some militia, I consider that to be a good day. Granted, some days are more challenging than others…with the usual stuff…but that’s life. I’m accustomed to overcoming obstacles. 

But when I take in a bit of news, I wonder, should I be doing something. And if I should, what should I do when the powers that be seem to be barreling nonstop toward an end that doesn’t look good for me and many others. Should I be worried? Already thousands of my neighbors in this country have felt the sting of their bite. By living in the present, inside my safe bubble, am I just denying the inevitable. Will someone close to me, or will I be next to fall victim to their unjust sweep in the name of making their world great again? Am I a frog in a pot of slowly boiling water?

Just thinking out loud. I had to sleep on this one. My days are bleeding into one another. But I’m still here, paying attention, looking for glimmers. A group of doe with their yearlings came by last evening…there was peace on my little hill for a moment…for several moments…for now…✨💚✨

Much Love, peace and glimmers to you…

~kat

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March 25, 2025

day 82

By Kat Myrman 
now

can be
overwhelming to bear
when we are not
present

~kat

A Word Cinquain 5 lines total in the following pattern: 1 word – 2 words – 3 words – 4 words – 1 word.

Suffice to say…today was a MONDAY! I spent much of the day feeling frazzled. Work was a bear.

A new glimmer in my space though is the tree wall art pictured above. Yesterday, I created a little magic by using a string of lights strategically placed behind the design to give it a backlit effect. I needed a little glimmer after my work day. Not that the sunset wasn’t spectacular…it was…not that I wasn’t visited by the crows, songbirds, turkeys and deer …I was. But tonight I just needed a quick fix and my backlit tree did the trick. I was able to sit back in my great room and soak it all in. And for the first time all day I had a few good breaths…slow and deep. A precious moment that saved me!

Peace, Love, and glimmers to you…Remember to breathe.

~kat

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March 21, 2025

day 80 ~ under the weather

By Kat Myrman
spring crud – a true tale 

there once was an old gal who rarely got sick
except for mid-season, she’d come down with ick
the pollen in spring, and in autumn, the hay
had her sniffling, coughing, and sneezing all day
a spirit-laced toddy always fixed her up quick!

~kat~

Why do we call it under the weather? Because I think I might be. But I don’t throw idioms around lightly so I headed to google.

Turns out it’s a nautical term from the 1800’s used when sailors were feeling seasick or ill. They would head below the weather deck to recuperate. Some people who want to debate it’s origins counter that we are, all of us, every day and night, under the sky so in fact, we all are under the weather. Silly history deniers! I like history. The historical source of this phrase makes perfect sense! When sailors on old ships headed into stormy weather, no doubt it was a common thing to feel a little ill. Or Under the weather as I believe they most probably said…it’s a gem of an idiom.

We’re dealing with stormy seas here in 2025 aren’t we? You knew I’d figure out a way to relate what was to what is, didn’t you? Haha! Well I won’t bore you with my random thoughts, because I am currently down with a bit of seasonal allergy ick. And yes I did fix myself a nice hot toddy to sooth my head!

Everyone needs to go below deck to recuperate now and again. But to get the ship back on course toward solid ground, once we’ve found our center, we need to head back up to face the storm. Yep…I couldn’t resist! With that I am going to sign off for now, sip my spiked elixir and hopefully sleep off this pollen sludge. Tomorrow is another day!

Peace, Love and Glimmers of wellness to you!

~kat

BTW…today’s poetry form is a limerick! ✨💚✨

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March 20, 2025

day 79

By Kat Myrman 
ode to freedom
to symbols of goodness
how special you were
then smooth operators in suits
took power from the people…
it was great for a while

~kat

Tried a new Magnetic Poetry Kit…the Mustache. It’s pretty much a collection of the words you might expect to find in a mustache category. Our country reeks of excessive, aggressive testosterone these days. No offense at all intended toward the gentlemanly men in the world. But hardness and meanness, bullish behavior is celebrated these days. How sad it makes me feel to have to witness this in my lifetime. And how I mourn for my children’s children who are inheriting this disaster.

After work today I walked outside to get some fresh air and soak in the last rays of sunlight. To the west the sun burned bright and golden just above the horizon. To the east storm clouds hung over the budding trees along my driveway. Random raindrops dotted the ground and the wind whistled through the treetops. I needed that glimmer. My day was long and challenging and what little news I caught was not good. But how grateful I am to have lived another day, and to be blessed with such a beautiful sight at day’s end. Grab your glimmers wherever, whenever you can. It is like manna from heaven!

Peace, Love, and Glimmers to you!

~kat

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