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November 17, 2025

day 316

By Kat Myrman

What is your favorite place to go in your city?

What is your favorite place to go in your city?

I don’t do cities
unless I’m forced to, 
if I must do
things like appointments, 
grocery shopping, you know
“lifing” like a zombie, day in
day out…I don’t do cities
unless I’m forced to,
i prefer a natural scene,
the rolling Blue Ridge Foothills
you’ll find me here most 
nights and days, 
working hours, and play
where traffic is a gaggle 
of gobblers crossing the 
driveway, where the sound 
of wind rushing through 
the trees sounds like ocean 
waves crashing into the shore 
where my top 40 hit list
is birdsong…
from hummingbird
chirps to pileated 
woodpecker cackles, 
crow caw-caws and 
raven grunks
I traded bumper to bumper
morning commutes 
with morning walks through
the mist at dawn
this is my favorite place
i don’t do cities anymore
unless I’m forced to
best decision I ever made
no looking back

~kat

I discovered this magic portal on my walk this morning. Isn’t it fabulous? I wonder who has taken shelter here. Chipmunks, squirrels, perhaps even some faerie folk! At any rate. This is a proper glimmer if there ever was one.

Much love, light, and glimmers to you!

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November 15, 2025

day 315

By Kat Myrman 
a moment

glimmering
glimpse of the heavens
all is well

~kat

At this precise moment the message was clear, beautiful, grounding, inspiring. As I took my evening walk to finish up chores before the night set in, the horizon prompted me to pause…all is well. No promise of the future. No rehashing of the past. None of that mattered in that moment because in that moment wrapped in the glow of dusk I felt safe, protected, and seen by the universe. 

I snapped a photo to remember that even when life feels scary, challenging, and unpredictable there are always moments like these ready to embrace me. Moments that allow me to catch my breath…to pause…to breathe. 

Much love, peace, and glimmering moments that give you pause…

~kat

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November 9, 2025

day 309~a ReVerse Poem

By Kat Myrman 
in the aftermath
a ReVerse Poem

a system that moves on from oops
as the walls came tumbling down
you’ve made it this far
we don’t know what we don’t know
naked in the snow
on the cusp 
we’ll tip our warm cups
for being different
a call to surrender
there is too much of it with nothing…to do

~kat

Sunday is typically thought of as the last day of the week-end. But I remember learning that Sunday was the first day of the week. Tomayto…tomato.

Night comes sooner now that we have “fallen back” from daylight savings time…as if daylight needed saving. I do appreciate the illusion of an extra hour of sleep based on the numbers on my digital clocks. I never seem to get enough sleep these days. But the animals are not having it. They know what time it is. And they don’t particularly care if Sunday or Monday is the first day of the week either…or if it’s Wednesday (do you sound out the syllables in your head when you write it? Wed-NES-day?)

We like to control things. We like to be in charge. We like to know what’s happening next, and those with the means will do anything to ensure things go the way they expect. The rest of us are along for the ride…and I just have to say, the ride of late is a blended monstrosity of the most stomach churning, terrifying, death defying amusement park rides…just a thought…it’s a roller-tilta-death-drop-anti-gravity-raging-lazy-river-bumper-swing-space tunnel-bungee-coaster. And for years I thought the hamster wheel was a tyrant. 

On to Monday then…but first proper Sunday first day of the week. Rest up…you’re gonna need it. ready set go! 

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you. 

~kat

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Remembering the last few weeks of glimmers. ✨💚✨

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November 6, 2025

day 307

By Kat Myrman
Autumn Fading in the Foothills…a Call to Let Go
~ kat 2025
the trees know
.
the
true tyranny 
of
this season requires
letting go as the nights grow colder,
darker,
a call to surrender
to weather winter
purified,
stripped of vanity

~kat

How easy it is to lose one’s soul to smugness. A few clean sweep victories for the blue team and it takes every ounce of decorum I can muster to keep myself from gloating. From wanting to poke those I know of maga persuasion to remind them that they are on the wrong side of history on this. Fortunately, it is a battle played out only in my monkey brain. I’ve lived long enough to know how fragile opinions and long held beliefs can be. Misguided though they may be, there is nothing I can say to sway the status quo. So I just let it go, remember to be kind and practice silence in mixed company. It’s not a hill I am willing to die on.

But that does mean I don’t care, or that I don’t do everything I can to right the destructive direction we’re on. Democracy still matters. It’s worth protecting and fighting for. So I voted. With millions of others, and this time we won. It’s a small glimmer of hope. The encouragement I needed to keep going. Gloating doesn’t serve anyone. But edging us a wee bit closer to the perfect union we aspire to where all people are free, cared for, and treated with respect and compassion. I know. It’s a lofty goal. But at least for today democracy showed signs of life, and we the people found our voice.

I know it’s not over. We have a long way to go before we eradicate the hate and greed that has overtaken so many. By letting go of my need to be right, by being kind, I just may spread a little light. That is my hope for us all. To hang on until dawn after this dark long night of the soul of our nation.

much love, peace, and glimmers of hope to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

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November 4, 2025

day 305

By Kat Myrman

What will your life be like in three years?

After five years, our inoperable fireplace restored. A glimmer to keep us warm on cold winter nights. 
it’s a date

three years from today 
meet me in the hills
I’ll brew us some tea
if we are here still
the future we dreamed
the battles hard won
we’ll tip our warm cups
in the light of the sun
no longer afraid
to be seen or to speak
freedom and justice
restored to the meek
if we have survived
I’ve no doubt we will
we’ll talk about weather
here in the foothills

~kat

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