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March 8, 2025

day 67

bleating wolves…a cautionary tale

there once was a flock herd of gullible sheep
who trusted a wolf who had learned how to bleat
their best instincts, ignored
they leaned in to hear more
the wolf snarled, “mutton’s my favorite meat!”

~kat

You know what they say…if it’s too good to be true, well then, it probably is. We humans are so easily duped. If something is sensational or shiny enough we fall for it every time! This of course makes us especially vulnerable to con artists and charlatans. These types rarely have our best interests at heart. And so, today’s limerick is a cautionary tale for our times.

All things glittery are not glimmers. I generally take my cues from nature, the seasons, and the stars when judging whether a glimmer is true. The natural world is honest and without malevolence. One day you realize that you that you have much more in common with the natural world than you ever thought..or were taught to believe. When that happens it will be much harder for the wool to be pulled over your eyes. Your intuition will confirm what is real.

Peace, Love, and the truest of true Glimmers to you!

~kat

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March 8, 2025

Day 66 ~ grace

By Kat Myrman

hubris

i woke up at dawn
so to see the sun rising
as if, just for me
but even when I sleep in
the sun fills the sky with light

~kat

Just sharing a thought that crossed my mind recently in my quest for glimmers. Glimmers are best when they are unexpected, and especially when they touch us, but not because they are presenting themselves to us personally. Such vanity…such hubris! Glimmers do what they do. They are best when we take the time and stop to notice their light and goodness.

The sun rising each day, the way a cool breeze feels on bare skin, the sound of birdsong, the sweet smell of ground-soaked rain…these wonders do not exist for me alone. I am learning as I pause to reflect on these daily glimmers that the gift of gratefulness is a powerful grace that feeds my soul in these moments. I am learning to be less expectant, more present, and more delighted by that grace as I learn to shed my self-centered tendencies as I embrace the world unfolding obliviously around me. Not just for me. But a precious gift that is life for us all!

Peace, love, and simple glimmers to you.

~kat

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March 6, 2025

day 65 …speaking of eggs

By Kat Myrman

…speaking of eggs 

Dumpty Trumpty from atop his fake wall
declared to world “I’m the greatest of all
you must bow before me and kiss my fat ass
swear allegiance to me to gain what you ask
but all for a price, you know nothing comes free
and keeping you poor just means more for me
so a tax for your thoughts, your hopes, your dreams
away with the truth, nothing is what it seems
though it may appear that we’re all on the brink
I’ll tell you what you need to fear and to think
It’s time to rewrite all of history’s facts
with a sharpie in hand rename points on the map
dispose of the words and the people I hate
they’ll have to pay dearly to enter the gate
democracy’s great if you know who to pay
we’ll take all your treasure then turn you away
America first, not the south part or north
and only the red in the middle have worth!”
yes, Dumpty’s a terror to all living things
but if you look close, Putin’s pulling his strings.

~kat

Occasionally I just need to rant. I suppose I could scream at the top of my lungs in traffic or a crowded store. But I wouldn’t advise that sort of outburst. I do have an alternative…writing a saucy, satirical poem.

So that’s my glimmer for today. If the current state of the world has you feeling concerned, I hope it brings a smile to you. And if not, well, I’m sorry…not sorry.. I hope you’re offended. My favorite new greeting is “I hope you have the day you voted for!”

Peace (I really do wish you peace), love, and glimmers to you…glimmers of joy or glimmers of reality…whatever floats your boat.

~kat

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March 6, 2025

day 64…slightly delayed

By Kat Myrman

whispers from the ash heap

nobody noticed
when the dust settled
drifting into nooks and cracks
coating shelves and knickknacks 
nobody noticed 
when everything slowly faded 
under a dull gray hue

we have forgotten 
we are stardust and light
we are bone and sinew
blood and flesh infused
with the eternal spirit of love
living, breathing beacons 
with potential for goodness 

nobody noticed 
as we languished 
under the ash heaps 
of history repeating
we have forgotten 
what we are made of 
we have forgotten 
who we are...

~kat

This one ruminated for a while in my head, eking out in pieces…I needed to sleep in it to bring it to the page. The glimmer for day 64…remember, remember who you are. Don’t let anyone tell you that you are less than…

Peace, Live, and Glimmers to you!

~kat

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