mindfulness
.
a
single moment
is
like a safety net,
a deep, slow breath in
held, until my full lungs beg to burst
stopping
time, shutting out chaos,
calm sets in…
it’s okay…exhale
~kat
Just breathing…
much love, peace, and glimmers to you…
~kat
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impatient
.
it’s
a cruel thing…
time…
especially when
there is too much of it with nothing
to do
but rest…and heal…and rest
i like staying busy
surviving
healing is a beast
~kat
I’m a terrible patient. But, I’m learning. It’s hard for me to wind down. To give my body the restorative rest that it needs after having had a spot of cancer removed from my head earlier this week. It was just a tiny blip, but left to its own devices would not have played nice. So, it had to go. Just a wee scoop, a centimeter or so deep and the width of a dime, and I was rendered cancer free. It may be my age, but this procedure kicked my butt in the aftermath. Once the numbing agent wore off, my scalp grew very angry (if you know what I mean…OUCH!) It’s taken a few days to feel human again. I’m sure I’ll be relieved when Monday comes and I slip back into my usual routine. But I am finding, with each sideline to my full-steam ahead life, I grow a little wiser to what is most important. And I emerge even more grateful for the simple blessings in my life.
I hope the world is treating you well…but if not, and if circumstances dictate and allow, don’t resist taking a break from it all. As you surrender your must do, gotta-get-done mindset, you might just be surprised at what’s waiting there on the sidelines. It’s good. I promise. And, you deserve it.
Much love, peace, and healing glimmers to you.
~kat✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
With a wintry mix forecasted a few days from now, I set up my peanut station in the back yard hoping to lure the crows back (I’m afraid they still think I murdered their friend and as you know crows are practiced grudge-holders!),but have been delighted that a few of the young squirrels we released are now enjoying the peanuts I provide. Here’s your glimmer for today…our squirrel friends saying hi as they partake of the nut-fet!
the trees know
.
the
true tyranny
of
this season requires
letting go as the nights grow colder,
darker,
a call to surrender
to weather winter
purified,
stripped of vanity
~kat
How easy it is to lose one’s soul to smugness. A few clean sweep victories for the blue team and it takes every ounce of decorum I can muster to keep myself from gloating. From wanting to poke those I know of maga persuasion to remind them that they are on the wrong side of history on this. Fortunately, it is a battle played out only in my monkey brain. I’ve lived long enough to know how fragile opinions and long held beliefs can be. Misguided though they may be, there is nothing I can say to sway the status quo. So I just let it go, remember to be kind and practice silence in mixed company. It’s not a hill I am willing to die on.
But that does mean I don’t care, or that I don’t do everything I can to right the destructive direction we’re on. Democracy still matters. It’s worth protecting and fighting for. So I voted. With millions of others, and this time we won. It’s a small glimmer of hope. The encouragement I needed to keep going. Gloating doesn’t serve anyone. But edging us a wee bit closer to the perfect union we aspire to where all people are free, cared for, and treated with respect and compassion. I know. It’s a lofty goal. But at least for today democracy showed signs of life, and we the people found our voice.
I know it’s not over. We have a long way to go before we eradicate the hate and greed that has overtaken so many. By letting go of my need to be right, by being kind, I just may spread a little light. That is my hope for us all. To hang on until dawn after this dark long night of the soul of our nation.
much love, peace, and glimmers of hope to you!
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
super moon
.
just
on the cusp of
full,
November’s beaver
moon casts long beams of gold splintered by
barren
tree limbs, swept by tempests
scattering
leaves on the cool ground
~kat
A poem and a glimmer. Tonight’s almost full moon offers just a taste of Wednesday’s spectacular super moon event. In case it rains on Wednesday night, I am grateful to have witnessed a glimpse. She’s a beauty this month, drawing me in like the sea swelling toward the shore.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you.
~kat
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autumn leaves
.
streams
of morning light
cast
a tawny hue through
my window, full autumn’s spectacle
in view
orange, gold, burgundy
too soon winds will come
winter trees
naked in the snow
~kat
More glimmers from this weekend…Autumn in her fullness!
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!
~kat
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like mercury colliding... 