Category Archives: Pi-Archimedes

June 6, 2025

days 152, 153, 154, 155…it’s been a bit of a blur

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…

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

—-

(some pi-ku poems - 3-1-4)

truth

a long nap
is
transformative

—-

wherever 

away from
home
here, with my heart

—-

missing

traveling
hearts
remember home

Much love, peace, and gentle glimmers to you!

~always, kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

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May 17, 2025

day 135

By Kat Myrman

nocturne

when
the night sky grows
dark
the earth comes to life
the constellation of stars above and flitting fireflies below
twinkle bright
peepers peep and screech owls shriek
the rain-swelled creek percolates
who can sleep?
I spend hours wide awake

~kat

peace, love, and night glimmers to you.

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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 18, 2025

day 77 ~ another piece of pi

By Kat Myrman

mother of exiles
.
she
has faced many trials
here
in the land of opportunity
once upon a time she stood as a beacon 
until now
as a malevolent wave sweeps across
a broken nation under siege
shuttering the gates
liberty mourns for her children

~kat

A day away from the news and so much happened… just one day. It’s insane. But even if I do write my angst in poetry, I would be remiss if I brushed off the fabulous show from this morning. The turkeys are very restless. It’s spring after all! A couple of Toms it seems finally have an entourage of lovely Jennies. They are being coy and hard to get but they are keeping company with the gents now. It’s just a matter of time before nature takes it’s course and sets the stage for a brood of young chicks. Life goes on, doesn’t it? Life always finds a way.

And so as bleak as the news may be this day, I am reminded by my Turkey friends that life is a gift.

Peace, Love, and Glimmers to you!

~kat

Poem inspiration: pi = 3.1415926535 – the words of each line correspond to the number sequence of pi.

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March 18, 2025

day 76…catching up

By Kat Myrman

where there is smoke
.
fire
is most certainly raging
somewhere
there is no denying it
we see the smoke billowing, blotting out the sky
here…there
random houses set afire, leaving nothing…
those who fan the flames 
do not care
that people are still inside

~kat

Catching up today …I took a social media news break yesterday. Not that I was completely off the hook. My day job provided all the stress I could handle, or not handle. I keep telling myself I am getting too old to deal with office politics and greedy boards and shareholders whose demands trickle down through our micromanaging bosses to us…the worker bees who barely get a chance to taste our own honey.

The prospect of losing my hard earned benefits to pay the wealthy few a bonus for re-electing their great leader makes me all the more weary.

On a positive note, I managed to speak up for myself and set some boundaries. It took a lot for me to stand up for myself. I tend to acquiesce. So there is that. A little victory to celebrate. A glimmer if you will. Enough of a spark to keep me going forward.

Peace, Love, and Glitters,

~kat

Another Pi-inspired poem. This time based on the number of words for each line correlated to the number sequence: pi = 3.1415926535

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