i’m having a moment in a special place all my own where the air is sweet and I am safe where gender and who I love doesn’t matter where I am healthy and all my needs are met a space that is drenched in sunlight by day… moonbeams by night where compassion and empathy and kindness flow like soft rain where I can breathe where I don’t forget to breathe my moment is a pause away there’s no commute it’s transformative, empowering, and accessible i’m having a moment…
sorry though you’re not invited to my moment, but I encourage you to have a moment of your own breathe in…breathe out take as long as you like it’s all yours; it’s all you the world will keep spinning with or without us silly us…some say having a moment is a bad thing but we know better take your time my friend take time
~kat
Peace,love, and glimmers to you…they are just a breath away my lovelies. Go have a moment!
it was a good day yesterday from blue sky sunlit dawn to gentle dusk a productive day of work lovely breaks for tea it was a good day until innocent souls fell from the sky a horrible accident a newly coronated president looking to lay blame for tragedy on his watch, it was on his watch blame on his predecessors on the beautiful diversity that makes us strong, not weak it was a good day in my small patch of earth and I cling to the goodness to be found in simple truths in the rising sun, in bird song in the satisfaction of work well done in a cup of tea sweetened by cream long cold, now bitter my heart breaking for us all
~kat
This is yesterday’s poetic offering. Sometimes a poem comes to me in swift sequence and sometimes, like yesterday, it takes me all day to sort out my thoughts. Yesterday was one of those days. I started to write in the morning, and added to it during breaks…I admit I was exhausted as yesterday came to a close. And so today you shall see will see two offerings of glimmers as we close out January 2025.
As awful as yesterday was, there were glimmers…tiny, momentary, but glimmers all the same. I cling to these detours from the madness. I cling to the small sparks of hope that they illuminate. Sometimes all we have is a window of light amidst a storm to remind us that the sun is still there in the sky.
Peace, love, kindness, hope, and glimmers to you. Go gently my friends. Be especially gentle with yourself.
Not gonna lie. Today is going to be a dark day for many of us. Sometimes we find glimmers deep inside. It’s worth guarding. To all keepers of the embers of hope, love, peace, justice…we are one. Hold onto the light so that others may find their way out of this present darkness. Peace, love and glimmers to you.
And in the words of a great man whose life we commemorate today…
“Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.”
~Martin Luther King, Jr.
frozen over
I was there the day hell froze over when demons raided our hallowed halls to crown their king laughing in the face of liberty her torch extinguished by the tears of our mothers as decades were blotted out by a sharpie scribble when the halls of justice usurped by profiteers sold their souls and ours to the highest bidder filling their pockets with coins of bit someday if my children’s children’s, children should wonder please tell them I was there that day face bitter to the wind guarding the embers of faith, hope, and love in my soul in my dna that they might one day find a spark in their heart to lead them back to the light
a glimmer of hope is enough to ignore a full bottle of pills whispering in the dark a glimmer illuminates the breadth and depth of the abyss and the edge where cold toes grip teetering against gravity hope is no small thing it is fragile, like rice paper translucent, a parting of the veil offering a glimpse of the rhyme and reason for a life unspent, adversity holding a royal flush, ante up, lay your bet, truth or dare, don’t pull the trigger it’s your move, the waiting just a thought simmering a thread to hang on a glimmer of hope is enough reason to stay in the game
~kat
Sorry for this detour from bright glimmer gleaning. Writing is my way of working through stuff…I was tempted to use an expletive here…shit…there I said it. It’s grueling to sit front row to the suffering of someone you care about.
Living in the presence of invisible chronic pain feels like balancing on the point of a needle. It is like watching the last shards of sand tumbling through the narrow passage of an hourglass, only to be flipped just in time by hope, even a glimmer is enough. I live and pray for those glimmers for those who suffer, but it’s not up to me to decide when enough is enough. And I worry every day that I’m not.
I remembered to breathe today, drenched in the warmth of the morning sun. savored slow sips of earl grey, sweet with cream feasted on hearty lentil soup and buttery biscuits worked a bit, tended to my little dog, the cats, the bird, and the fish joined our nation vicariously via tv to bid a final farewell to a good man…a very good man a life, lived well, inspiring honesty, integrity, and justice… we need all those things and more, these days it was a full day it was a good day I remembered to breathe
~kat
Today’s glimmer…actually succeeding at living intentionally….remembering to breathe. Peace and glimmers to you!
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