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.
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!
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.
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
Today while checking updates on my phone I came upon this meme. I love this. The message is great…”make your own mark on the world”. It’s a good reminder. We are all here for a reason. Never apologize for being who you are.
Enter today’s glimmer…an illuminating inspiration if I ever saw one, in a silly meme!
But there is something else about this photo that I noticed. You know, chances are that old tortoise walked that very path multiple times…long before that wire fence was installed and certainly long before some humans framed over his path and poured in a truckload of concrete. He certainly showed them!
The world today is becoming a scary place. People in power are abusing the trust placed in them. The democratic path we have been on for centuries is being paved over by those who would like to rewrite our history, making the world unrecognizable. But, just as that tortoise instinctively knew the way and trudged through the concrete meant to hide the path, those of us who are appalled by the state of things are not losing our minds. We know the truth and the way. We have a choice. We can accept the new world order being forced on us by power hungry tyrants, or we can remind them that we see them for who and what they are, show them what we think of their lifeless, oppressive, self-serving plan and press on in the reality we know to be true.
I’m sure you’re thinking…you got all that from this funny little meme? Well, clearly I’ve been wondering what the bleep is happening, like so many others. We can stand in the truth, we can reclaim our democracy before their plans are irrecoverably set in place. Like that old tortoise we can leave our mark on their attempt to own us. Nope, I say…not today, not on my watch.
Don’t give up my friends…not now, not ever…peace, hope and glimmers to you.
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