Oh look! Another sunset…
sunsetting
.
due
eastern skies at
dusk
tell their own story
softening the glare of a day’s end
easing
us gently into night
~kat
wait, what? Turn around…before you miss it…
…and that, is the rest of the story!
much love, peace, and subtle glimmers to you!
~kat
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If you could be someone else for a day, who would you be, and why?
Happy National Caregivers’ Day
so…I missed it
I didn’t know that there’s a day, well,
there was a day
commemorating caregivers
I might have been more intentional
had I known
I might have taken time
to savor a cup of tea
finishing it, before it turned cold
I might have … oh, I don’t know
celebrated, a little. lit a candle,
cooked my favorite meal,
watched an entire movie…
I might have even taken a day off
an entire day, from my day job
just because…instead of saving
those hours…those days for appointments
for those unexpected plot twists
when showing up is not an option,
when being there is all that matters
because I love them…
it’s just as well, not to have wasted
eight hours paid, to sleep most of them,
because you know that’s what I would do
sleep…then apologize
for sleeping, for taking a break,
for trying to remember
my dreams upon waking,
only to realize
I stopped dreaming years ago
so, happy belated caregiver day…me
for better or for worse,
you know
I said those words, out loud
decades ago
and I meant them
just knowing that there was a day
even if I missed it
softens the load,
gives me a brief glimmer,
reminds me of how strong I am
and how fragile
just knowing
maybe next year…
~kat
Just knowing that there was a day to remember caregivers gave me a moment’s pause, a smile, and the realization that somewhere in the universe there was someone who thought it was important enough to let me, and others like me, know that they see us and appreciate us. As glimmers go, you can’t get much better than that. Well, you could, I suppose, but this one feels pretty darn good!
Much love, peace, glimmers, and gentle care for those who care…
~kat
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at dusk
the sun knows how
to leave a day
wild, in color, and fierce
bright tendrils of light
streaming through trees
only to be swallowed
by the night
~kat
and the lesson here is…go down fighting…never give up.
in the fog of a non-war
it was a war that wasn’t a war, so we heard
defense long replaced by that offensive word
when asked, “what’s the plan?”
they all shrugged, “ask the man…”
“spill the files!” yelled the crowd, undeterred
~kat
No one knows why the Iran non-war war was started. Several spokespeople listed their personal guess…out loud, mind you! And worse yet, there is no plan or strategy going forward. Pick a reason. Any reason is as good as another.
Because of an unsubstantiated eminent threat
Regime change! Though the regime is still standing…less one bad guy and several of his friends…and innocent people…and troops…
We didn’t start it, but president DT is going to finish it…. Wait…what?
To settle a score….retribution…now that is as believable as any other reason.
Because DT woke up one morning and decided he was done dealing.
Or oil…Venezuela was a roaring success…right?
To liberate the people from an evil leader,…so declared the kettle…if you know, you know
To divert our attention away from the chaos here at home, or the files, remember the files? Rest assured we will never forget. We will never not want the files…all.of.them, and justice served to the monsters who perpetrated the crimes described inside.
An eye for an eye, they say.
It’s a horrible mess no matter the reason headed by an alcoholic frat boy who brags about each strike like he’s playing a video game, completely ignoring the real people who find themselves in the crosshairs.
It’s exhausting, and I’m so sorry world that this is happening…to all of us.
Much love, peace…and glimmers to you. Another sunset closes the day. As sunsets go, it was pretty basic. Nothing spectacular or breathtaking, But it is a sunset. Like every dusk before. Like every dusk to come. A burst of intense light before the darkness…And hope for the dawn…
gentle grace
.
come
away with me…
rest
here, where the deer folk
feel safe, under the juniper trees
shaded,
where trust is manifest
by coexisting
from a wee distance
~kat
I’m not ignoring the elephant in the corner…another illegal, rogue move by DT. As I woke to the news, all I could think was…this maniac holds the nuclear codes…he is just a heartbeat away from blowing us all to smithereens…and then I stopped myself. What good can come of worrying about the what-ifs.
I chose instead to start my day, enjoy a warm bowl of steel-cut oats with butter, brown sugar, and cream, do some weekly shopping, tend to my animals, and enjoy the sun, blue sky, and warming temperatures. And if that wasn’t enough, as the day slipped into late afternoon and the shadows grew long, I noticed several deer lounging in the grass at the back corner of my yard near the woods’ edge.
It made my heart sing to see them. To realize that they feel safe enough to rest here out in the open within my view. It confirmed to me that choosing to move through my day, despite the terrible news from last night was the best thing I could be doing right now. To rest, recharge, and ready myself for survival, if life comes to that.
Today there was a hint of spring in the air, and the bright sun felt warm on my skin. Today I needed to rest…and my dear deer friends stopped by to remind me to trust this moment…at least for this moment, I am safe.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!
~kat
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like mercury colliding... 