we made it . dawn of the new year bright with potential not forgetting the past, but hoping for redress of wrongs committed by cruel hate-mongers… a new path forged by what is true, compassionate, kind-hearted… where everyone is safe, fed, and loved, it’s not much to ask it’s just right
~kat
A glimmer to inspire you on this first day of 2026. Remember that poor little neglected plant I found in the garage a few days ago? This is “Harriett” on the first day of the new year. (Yes, I decided to name her). She is seizing the day.
winter deer . oh to hold the pure gaze of a winter doe ancient faerie soul, hooves in this world as well as beyond the veil messenger of grace heavenly guide, symbol of hope, rebirth, and gentleness… deep, dark eyes that invite you to trust your heart and intuition through one year’s portal into the next may beauty and hope sustain you
~kat
Much love, peace, and glimmers and the happiest and most hope-filled new year to you! ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
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This was the sky early this morning, and today’s glimmer. Sometimes a glimmer takes my breath. Just a few days to go before we bid farewell to 2025. I shall not miss this year…not one bit.
high wind advisory
winter winds howl rattling the roof shaking tree limbs to breaking tearing a path through moonlit clouds tomorrow we’ll assess the damage in the stark light of dawn, but tonight we’ll lose ourselves to dreams cool whispers tossing our hair while tickling our ears with nothing sweet
promises . they tell colorful lies using sleight of hand to dazzle the gullible…look here look there where the gaslight flashes dulling blind eyes who fear darkness looming from others of diminished humanity… follow us, they say, you’re not like them we promise to protect you it’s going to be great…the greatest they followed, poor fools, to their death
~kat
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I don’t know any other way to deal with the erosion of the freedom and liberty, but to write about it. Sometimes in cryptic poetry, sometimes here where I spill my thoughts, the stories behind the poems. And finally to share a glimmer or two to help us hold on to the light. It often feels futile. But I also know that writing and celebrating glimmers has sustained me this far. As I prepare for year two of this nightmare…I have to believe it is enough to do what I can do. If we all contributed our little efforts, imagine what we could accomplish!
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you! Remember to be kind.
~kat
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And now for today’s glimmer…it’s a good one. I was cleaning out the garage and discovered a pot of dry crusty soil with these determined vibrant hyacinth clusters bursting through the cracks in the dirt. Dry as a bone I was astonished to see that they were so vibrant and green, and oh so fragrant! If that doesn’t inspire you to keep going, to reach for the light, then I don’t k ow what will. Of course I intervened…resettled the dust soil around them, nestled them in and gave them a good watering. They are now in a wonderful spot under our inside grow lamp. I can’t wait to see what they become with a little TLC! So I’ll just leave this here for you.
turning the sky gray stops me from spinning not listening here…silence is bliss scent of roses infusing the air the simplest kind acts today’s not that day trying to find memories blotting out the sky names written in dust night wanes bit by bit so remember this moment the light grows a bit brighter happy with no guarantee of freedom we’ll make it through the coming year
~kat
This time of year always calls for retrospection. A look back at the past year with all its ups and downs and crazy twists and turns is a lot to digest one would think. But all I can think about are the glimmers along the way. There were so many. 351 and counting. Just 14 days to a full year of glimmers.
They say if you do something for more than 30 days, it becomes a habit. Well, I would say it has become more than a habit…this quest for glimmers…it has become an obsession! And what a beautiful obsession it is.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!
~kat
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A ReVerse poem (a practice I started many years ago) is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it here as a review of the past several weeks.
So it is easier for you to find all the parts/chapters of my ongoing fiction series, I created a new page that lists all the links. You can check it out HERE!
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