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day 24

the note

i received a note
‘thinking of you, just because’
it meant everything

~kat

When Glimmers Become Opportunities

Today I received a message on my phone  from a friend who wanted me to know they were thinking about me. It was lovely at the moment. I texted them a “heart” emoji and thanked them. Little did I know that today would soon develop into a difficult day, with a relative in hospital battling for their life. But because of that little note first thing this morning I felt supported to face whatever comes, because my friend took the time to let me know they’re thinking of me. It helped me realize that I am not alone. 

Never underestimate the power of simple gestures of kindness. As I go about my day to day, occasionally my mind drifts to thoughts of a friend, a loved one, an acquaintance. Normally, I might sit in that memory for a moment or two enjoying the thought of that someone, before diving back into whatever it was I was doing before being interrupted. But I realized something this morning. In these troubled times, it is more important than ever for us, for me, to be intentional about these random mind glimmers. Instead of simmering in the thought of someone, reach out to them. Send a note, a meme, an emoji, call them. It is so easy to do these days when everyone has a smart phone. We never know what the day might bring but we have the power to connect with each other and perhaps lighten someone’s load just because we took a moment to let them know they’re not alone. 

Join me, won’t you in this kindness movement. When those memory glimmers invade your thoughts let that person know. It may mean everything to them, like, as I discovered my friend’s note meant to me this morning. 

Peace, love, kindness, and glimmers to you!

~kat


Day 21

sister fawn 

a fawn came to call
tendering moments of peace
quelling the chaos

~kat

Yesterday was everything and worse than I had expected. Just one day, and already people are suffering. I purposely didn’t watch the events as they unfolded on TV, intent on not being counted amongst those tuning in…numbers being all these monsters care about. But I caught up on the fallout in snippets. I’m so sad for the innocents, so mad for the blatant lies and vile disrespect for outgoing and past leaders, appalled and outraged that the criminals from the coup in 2020 have been given a get out of jail free card. Set free to render retribution and continue their violent rage-filled assault on our country. It is beyond horrible.

But in the midst of my despair, a visitor came calling just outside the window of my room. Folklore tells us when a fawn crosses one’s path, she is a messenger of peace, innocence, and the purity of new beginnings. A call to step forward, leaving behind the worries of the past, to step forward with optimism, to trust one’s intuition and inner wisdom.

After reading this, I paused to breathe. It is all noise, what we’re witnessing. Extremism on steroids to feed the bloodlust of ignorant followers. Just as the fawn shared a gentle moment with me, (a beautiful glimmer, if you will), I can move forward in gentleness and kindness to those who suffer. It’s a good reminder.

Peace, love, kindness, and glimmers to you!

~kat


day 20 … a tiny glimmer

Not gonna lie. Today is going to be a dark day for many of us. Sometimes we find glimmers deep inside. It’s worth guarding. To all keepers of the embers of hope, love, peace, justice…we are one. Hold onto the light so that others may find their way out of this present darkness. Peace, love and glimmers to you.

And in the words of a great man whose life we commemorate today…

“Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.”

~Martin Luther King, Jr.

frozen over

I was there
the day hell
froze over
when demons raided
our hallowed halls
to crown their king
laughing
in the face
of liberty
her torch
extinguished
by the tears
of our mothers
as decades
were blotted out
by a sharpie scribble
when the halls of justice
usurped by profiteers
sold their souls
and ours
to the highest bidder
filling their pockets
with coins of bit
someday
if my children’s
children’s, children
should wonder
please tell them
I was there that day
face bitter to the wind
guarding the embers
of faith, hope, and love
in my soul
in my dna
that they might
one day
find a spark
in their heart
to lead them back
to the light

~kat - 20 January 2025

day 19

yesterday’s promise

just like today
the sun will rise tomorrow
and the day after

~kat

Tomorrow, everything we know to be true and good and righteous and just could begin to crumble. But there are certain true things we can all cling to…glimmers…and a reminder that whatever happens the sun will rise tomorrow. Peace, love, and glimmers to you. Remember to be kind, to look after one another and most importantly, to breathe.


Day 18…the natives are restless

deep freeze thaw

rustling thickets
wild wanderers outing
the world at dawn

~kat

A magnetic poetry haiku - nature kit online.

Eighteen days of glimmers…so far…which just goes to show you…even on the most dreadful of days it is possible to find glimmers amidst triggers of angst. Glimmers give one pause, a moment to breathe, to regain a smidgen of sanity, a brief detour from chaos, respite for the soul.

I view this time as training for the calamitous, unfolding, unknowable known ahead, because in fact we’ve been here before…but this time promises to be exponentially more out of control. We’re going to need every glimmer we can muster to survive the coming years and to thrive clear-headed with determination to be love, light, empathy, truth-bearers, and defenders of freedom, liberty, and hope. I’m pressing myself to find glimmers every day and to share them here with you. 365 days of glimmers? I’m determined to ferret out the light in the darkness and cling to hope for us all.

A side note as we embark on this journey…I have noticed that a good many glimmers have been from nature thus far. I have pondered this and want to explore what I realized even more. Anyone who has ever happened upon a dilapidated shed in the middle of nowhere swallowed by vines, tree saplings and moss, or a sidewalk mangled, cracked, and rendered impassable by a the roots of a tree, or even layers of cracking asphalt with flowers sprouting from the loam beneath, knows that nature knows how to reclaim what is hers. She can be our model and guide. She has much wisdom to share if we’re paying attention!

And so with that charge in mind…Peace and glimmers to you!

~kat


More glimmers from last night into this morning…the natives on Bramlett Mountain are restless! 🥰✨✨✨