Category Archives: Life Lessons

day 36

nothing personal

‘twas nothing personal, you lied
it was your right to choose a side
but that’s the problem, don’t you see
your choice, your win, affected me
‘cause we don’t live in normal times
our future teeters on the line
and freedom is a fragile thing
a president is not a king
you cast a witless, selfish vote
informed by lies, disdain for woke
I thought I knew you, I was wrong
you chide me now to get along
it saddens me, I feel betrayed
the price is high, this choice you made
I can’t agree to disagree
there’s nothing to discuss you see
I must now work to set things right
I’d hoped you’d join this holy fight
already there is hell to pay
the world will know the truth one day
and you will too, one day you’ll see
that no one wins if all aren’t free

~kat

Since this all started just a few weeks ago, something has been brewing in me. Deep disappointment in family and friends who voted for the chaos we’re now experiencing are gloating now…cheering on the cruelty, delighting in owning the libs. I tried to tell them things would be bad. They dismissed me as a sore loser. But even I am floored by how bad things have gotten in such a short time with no check in place and no end in sight. My wife and I are shoring up for what might be coming. Gathering our important papers, planning a consult with an attorney to shore up our partnership should this government cancel our marriage of 25 years, 17 of them semi legal on …off..the on again legal. We’ve experienced the hostility that comes from good ‘Christian’ folks who consider it a sin to serve us in restaurants or to treat us with compassionate care in hospital emergency rooms. I’m trying to keep my wits about me. Preparing for the worst hoping for the best. We just want to live out our last years in peace. 

But as I said, the fact that people I know and love voted for this has troubled me. This may not be a typical glimmer, but writing is a healing release for me. Putting the words down in a poem lifted a weight off of me and in a small way gives me strength to press on. I share it here because I have learned that I am often not the only one feeling these emotions. And so I’m reaching out to you, if you’re feeling it too, to let you know you are not alone. 

Peace, love, and glimmers to you.

~kat

P.S. You are not alone. In case you needed one last reminder.


day 35


a simple question


how are you doing?
four words that are everything
especially
when I don’t have the answer
thank you friend…I’ll let you know


~kat

Honestly, I have no words. I’m sorry world. America has gone mad. But there were glimmers still. A friend sent me the text above late last night. I saw it this morning. It meant a lot when I read it…and even more as this day has progressed.

Today’s message…be a glimmer for someone. Reach out. You never know how a simple hello can change a person’s day.

Peace, Love, and keep on glimmering.

~kat


day 34

Gabriel Abigail
Gabriel Abigail

her dark puppy eyes
touch my heart and soul deeply
we are both rescued

~kat

I took a break from my day job today after a busy weekend. Well…not a true break. There were household chores that needed tending. We call them staycations. Not very vacationy, but there is a certain satisfaction in having time to vacuum, mop floors and clean and change the bed linens. I feel accomplished. The world and its crazies continued their mad dismantling of democracy, but here in my world I did manage to sleep in and snuggle with my little dog this morning.

She’s come a long way from the mange-infested, hairless rat-like mutt we welcomed into our home. She had been abused and tossed with 3 puppies into a kill box at a Texas pound. Her puppies were quickly scooped up by new families. But she needed a bit more TLC. She was terrified of the dark, mean, and not at all the snuggly lap dog we imagined. That was 6-1/2 years ago. Today, she is never far from view. Loves going for walks and rides in the car. She still has an occasional mean streak, and the dark still bothers her. But she is a testament to what patience, love, care, respect, and safety can do for a broken little soul. It takes time, but transformation is possible. 

I think about how mean people are these days. It makes me sad. Fear and anger makes them vulnerable to every slick con artist who promises to ease their deep pain. I certainly can’t fix them. But I can be kind, respectful and patient. If enough people do the same thing for these lost, broken souls I wonder if maybe, just maybe they could begin to heal.

Like my little dog Gabby. She is not the same dog we brought home. She still carries a bit of baggage…don’t we all?! But one thing I do know…she is finally able to be who she was meant to be. A diva, spoiled rotten, and my heart and an Angel sent to teach me patience. 💚

I hope you too have the privilege to know a glimmer like Gabby in your own life. Peace, love and puppy glimmers!

~kat


day 30…still processing

barely a glimmer 

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.

~kat


Day 29

asylum

there is no safe place
when cruelty becomes sport
vengeance in the wind

~kat

After a brief reprieve from bitter cold and wintry weather the winds returned today. When I was a girl I loved the wind. But age and experience…and reality have jaded my perception. The winds strip the trees bare. Icy breezes drop temperatures to bitter lows. Trees snap and lose their footing.  Now that I am older I take shelter when the winds come.  These days when the wind whips through the trees I hold my breath and hope that the walls and roof hold. These days the calm after the storm brings sweet relief amidst the aftermath of the tempest’s rage. 

Keep safe my friends. Keep each other safe. Peace, love, and glimmers to you.
~kat