such a good listener I can tell her anything my secret keeper
~kat
My little dog, Gabby is always close by. She watches me intently, listens to my every word. And I often wonder what she must be thinking as I babble on and on. She sees my happy, sad, crazy side and follows me around like my shadow. She is my resident glimmer. We don’t deserve dogs. They are the perfect example of unconditional acceptance and love. May we all experience this perfect love at least once in our life.
I’ve spent the evening wrestling with senseless words…too many words…tonight’s simple haiku will have to do. At the very least I have managed to be present. That’s something. That’s a pretty big something.
gentle visitors emerge from the trees at dusk grace before a storm
~kat
There is another s snow event heading our way. They name snow storms now you know. This one is named Kingston. He is carrying a ton of snow to our region. At least that’s the best guess of meteorologists.
The name Kingston is old English and means simply, “the king’s town”. And a thought occurred to me and made me smile. We don’t have a king here. Not here in these foothills…not in this state…not in this country. Not yet anyway. But right here, right now, I have visitors who happened by. Graceful, beautiful souls to remind me to go gently into this night. Come snow by dawn or not, Kingston is just passing through and spring is coming. Most surely, spring is in the wings.
take a moment, remember to breathe when life overwhelms you, calm your soul embrace the path to serenity
immerse yourself in pure love and peace when adversity comes, take control take a moment, remember to breathe
release all fear and set worries free you owe it to yourself you know embrace the path to serenity
you know the way so don’t be deceived your heart is where the light of truth glows take a moment, remember to breathe
let the world wait, all the time you need connect to source where all wisdom flows take a moment, remember to breathe embrace the path to serenity
~kat
It has become an obsession. The only way I can survive these uncertain times is through mindfulness and basically, simply, remembering to breathe. All any of us truly has assured is the present moment. It is available to me every moment. When I pause the noise in my head, focus on the moment and my breath, it is a calming reminder that I am okay in the right here and now. In fact I am so okay that the beauty around me, birdsong, all good things, my loved ones, the blessings that color this gift of life that I live, all these things have a moment to cover me in grace. Remember to breathe.
Peace, Love, and Glimmering Moments to you!
~kat
Today’s verse is brought to you by the “villanelle”. Read more about this form below!
Villanelle
When you’ve got an obsession or another intense fixation, write about it in a villanelle. The villanelle is a poetic form that originated in France, initially as a variation of pastoral poetry. Villanelles are specifically about obsessions and follow a strict form:
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