there is love hearts chiseled from stone crying out for justice for peace yes, even the rocks
~kat
It’s been a short long week. While I have been writing and collecting glimmers along the way, I am only now catching my breath. Today’s glimmer is a glimpse of the heart shaped treasures I found on my walks with Gabby. It was quite a productive few days. Everywhere I looked there were heart-shaped stones. Amidst rousing conversations on the state of the world over dinner, I returned to our hotel and grounded myself in gravel plant beds. So many things about this trip were healing. Today’s theme and glimmers are the rocks that begged me to notice them…and bring them home with me.
the air is cooler maple tree leaves are turning memories of home
~kat
Being a Midwest kid who transplanted to the eastern mid and south Atlantic regions of this country had been a culture shock when life first took me east. We spent the day yesterday driving by old neighborhoods, schools, unrecognizable downtown buildings that have either deteriorated, been renovated, or are no longer standing, paved over into a parking lot. It’s very weird. I didn’t grow up here, my partner and our friend did. It was so entertaining for me to hear them talk about the old haunts, stories of their wild teenage years, teachers that made an impact on them, their families, friends, and to feel their joy when discovering that some of the old dive bars that they hung out at were still standing and open for business! Memories. It was wonderful to watch them tour down memory lane.
We ended the day at a wonderful restaurant. Good food, great company, and engaging conversation. Needless to say as exhilarating as the day was, I was exhausted by the end of it, but this trip has been so good for both of our souls.
And we brought Gabby along too! She has been such a good little traveler. All around a good trip. Some of the interesting discoveries we have made on our walks around the hotel have been so interesting. So there are your glimmers. I know there is a skeleton of a small critter, maybe a squirrel, amidst the sights…I found it beautiful in the sense that it had been left undisturbed allowing nature to reclaim it along with the leaves now beginning to turn and fall around it.
here in the rustbelt the air smells industrial no hint of sweetness
~kat
Well…we’re traveling this weekend. The vegetation in Virginia where we live has a distinct sweet scent to it that is noticeable when traveling long distances state to state. We are hundreds of miles from home in the “rust belt”. It has been interesting to notice that the air in Ohio where we are currently smells different…there is an industrial metallic tinge in the air. Chicago, where I grew up, has its own scent…
Just because the air is less fragrant I still managed to find a glimmer. A leaf from a nearby cottonwood tree. It’s in one of my favorite shapes…a beautiful heart!
Much love, peace and glimmers wherever you find yourself!
thoughts and prayers are not enough even when uttered by innocent children cannot save them from bullets piercing through the stained glass of hallowed, hollow sanctuaries as evil encroaches their once safe place we have lost our way in so many ways but our greatest sin is not caring not loving children more than guns allowing children to starve, to be slaughtered, to deny education, opportunity, healthcare, safety… it’s not prayer in schools that will save us when amendments and sacred tomes become idols, there is no god to listen and more children, lives cut short, to bury
~kat
It is hard to find glimmers on a day when another mass shooter gunned down children in a church on their first days of school. I am heartbroken for the children, and for the families of those wounded or lost. Back to school, normally a joyful time for kids, has started like a recurring nightmare here in the US.
There was a vigil in Minnesota this evening. Here’s a photo (By Jeff Wheeler/The Minnesota Star Tribune) It’s today’s glimmer.
Photo by Jeff Wheeler/the Minnesota Star Tribune
The candles held by mourners are lights in the darkness. Even in grief and pain there can be glimmers…candlelight to remember those lost. To show up. To say, “no more”…to hope someone is finally listening.
the air feels cool against my skin could this be autumn, finally here not yet I know, but oh, I take it in the air feels cool against my skin it’s just the breeze, fall will begin in due time as it does each year the air feels cool against my skin could this be autumn, finally here
~kat
I am slowing down these days. I tell myself it is the heat of summer. But the truth is I am getting older. Early to bed…early to rise…more often than not a nap in between. I feel it in my bones. It seems no matter what I try…more exercise, supplements, the latest, greatest remedies that promise to restore the energy of youth…it all eventually proves to be the snake oil that it is. I’m getting older. Just as summer is ending soon, I am adjusting slowly to the shift in the seasons of my life.
Autumn brings with it a gentle letting go, it’s true, but it also ushers in the harvest! A time to celebrate the fruits of a vibrant spring and summer. I have so much to celebrate and to savor. Children grown with children of their own and children of my children’s children now too! Longtime friends, and new ones too. A home in the woods to spend the rest of my days. Words, so many words, some that rhyme and some that dance, and music and paintings, the legacy I’ll leave behind. Kind, loving, compassionate, fair…the things I tried to be. I’m not planning an exit from this life just yet…but oh what a romp it has been so far. Perhaps slowing down is just the thing I need to realize how far I’ve come, and time to take it all in.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you! Sometimes the brightest glimmers come in knowing.
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
Today’s poetry form…the Triolet
triolet:
A (first line) B (second line) a (rhymes with first line) A (repeat first line) a (rhymes with first line) b (rhymes with second line) A (repeat first line) B (repeat second line)
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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