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December 4, 2025

day 329

By Kat Myrman 
moon blushed night
.
last 
view this lifetime
veiled
behind snow-gray clouds…
she’ll re-emerge in seventeen years
I doubt
I’ll be here, but tonight
the air feels cool,
electric,
she moves me unseen

~kat

I was looking forward to seeing the last full super moon of 2025 tonight. As the fates would have it, clouds have hovered low most of the day. Tonight’s weather forecast is calling for the first snow of the season. This is also something I look forward to. If the snow actually does come, you know I will have first snow snapshots to share…Friday’s glimmers!

But what makes missing this particular full moon so special is that the sky position and view are something that we experience only once every 17 years. Given my advanced age, it is unlikely that I will be here to see it next time.

It got me thinking about other spectacles, events, and milestones I’ve witnessed over the years of this short life. Some may be the last time I’m experiencing them without realizing it. It makes me appreciate those moments that take my breath away…those cherished moments seared into my memory. How beautiful this life is. And how short! 

Much love, peace and glimmers to you. Hold every glimmer close. You never know if it will be the last. 

~kat

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December 3, 2025

day 328

By Kat Myrman

What is one thing you would change about yourself?

on being
.
if
I were to change
who
would send you glimmers 
or feed the birds, the crows, the deer, or
help souls
in need of kindness, or 
share wisdom gleaned from life…
who indeed?
if I were to change

~kat
A Pi-Prime 11 (11 lines, syllable count, the first 11 digits of Pi: 3.1415926535)

There’s a tiny crater on the top of my head. It’s all that remains of the bit of cancer that reminded me a month or so ago that I am mortal. The cancer is gone, expertly excised by my surgeon, but the indentation remains, and a bald spot amidst my already thinning hair.  

I am grateful to be on the mend. And also grateful to know that we “got it all”. But this tiny detour from my routine did give me pause. It has filled me with an urgency to be the best version of myself that I can be. To tread lightly on the earth with compassion and kindness. None of us is promised tomorrow but we can choose how we live each moment that we are given. 

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat

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Today’s glimmer is this cutie. My youngest grandson holding his niece, my great granddaughter! He is 4 years on this planet today. Happy birthday little buddy. I hope we can right the ship before you’re old enough to take the helm. I wish that for all the children.

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December 2, 2025

day 327

By Kat Myrman 
a gray day
.
yet
another gray
day
the clouds fell to earth
a misty melding of sky and loam
blue glints
and golden streams of light
breaking through the veil
the storm ends
night slips into dawn

~kat

Things may seem impossibly dark right now, but remember my friends, all storms eventually pass. We may need to clean up debris and maybe even rebuild what we lost in the aftermath, but the sun and blue sky eventually break through. Just as night gives way to dawn, day moves into dusk; just as summer moves to autumn, to winter, to spring, please hold onto the glimmers that present themselves to you every day. Embrace every facet of this life. The light, the dark and everything in between. 

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you! 

~kat

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December 1, 2025

Day 326

By Kat Myrman 
so it ends
.
cold
super moon comes
full
in just a few days
i felt her presence pressing my soul
to spill
into the gray damp air
it is December
at long last
another year spent

~kat

I have tread lightly of late around the chaos. You could call it self-care. Or not. Perhaps it is more like self preservation. One can move from disbelief, outrage, and despair to disbelief, outrage, and despair for only so long before the weight of it crashes down around you. 

I have clung to every glimmer over these past 326 days. I knew when this year began it would be bad, but I could not have imagined the depth and breadth of our leaders’ capacity for hate and cruelty, for the destruction of our nation’s treasured ideals, institutions, and global good will. 

It has been stunning to witness. Out has been a long year. With 3 more years of this to go, I will draw strength from the glimmers of 2025. I will continue to track each days’ glimmers as if my life depends on it. My hope is in recognizing each spark, is that eventually the light will outshine the darkness, the truth will be revealed, and justice will finally be served. 

There are glimmers yet to be celebrated …29 to be exact…each one brighter than the day before. May this season of light fill you with hope and joy. May we remember to be kind. May we remember who we are. 

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you.

~kat

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Today’s glimmer…a favorite…Mr Bean being Mr Bean!

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November 26, 2025

day 324

By Kat Myrman 
the gray dawn
. 
fog
far from opaque 
seems
to illuminate
bones of late autumn trees, it feels like
heaven
as I imagine it
enveloped by clouds
such as these,
muted in cool gray

~kat

This morning the fog was so heavy that it lingered long after sunrise. I was able to take a few photos while on my morning walk. It was a beautiful way to start my day.

I typically think of fog as a driving hazard. But on mornings like this, when I don’t need to travel in it, I was able to pause and take in its beauty. I was particularly keen on how lovely the bare autumn trees look enveloped by the fog. What a beautiful glimmer to start my day. I hope wherever you are you have a moment to take in the beauty that surrounds you.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat

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A Pi Prime ~ 11 Poem ~ syllable count per line following the pattern: 3.1415926535

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