Blessed Imbolc!!! May you and yours be warmed by the growing light and longer days and the hope that this season brings for new beginnings!
sacred season of spring’s light dawning darkness fading gentle murmurs from the deep…fertile seeds who long to see the sun
~kat
A photo of the hills to the west, a magnetic poetry poem using the Nature kit, and a very joy-filled, glimmery, blessed Imbolc to you and yours. On this day we are reminded that the darkness never lasts forever, that new life and spring is in the wings and that we can forge our own new beginning. The constancy of the seasons gives us comfort and hope for a new season of light in our own lives.
Peace, Hope, Love and Glimmers of the coming light of Spring to you.
~kat
P.S. yes…I’m still looking for glimmers. Day 32 and counting.
it was a good day yesterday from blue sky sunlit dawn to gentle dusk a productive day of work lovely breaks for tea it was a good day until innocent souls fell from the sky a horrible accident a newly coronated president looking to lay blame for tragedy on his watch, it was on his watch blame on his predecessors on the beautiful diversity that makes us strong, not weak it was a good day in my small patch of earth and I cling to the goodness to be found in simple truths in the rising sun, in bird song in the satisfaction of work well done in a cup of tea sweetened by cream long cold, now bitter my heart breaking for us all
~kat
This is yesterday’s poetic offering. Sometimes a poem comes to me in swift sequence and sometimes, like yesterday, it takes me all day to sort out my thoughts. Yesterday was one of those days. I started to write in the morning, and added to it during breaks…I admit I was exhausted as yesterday came to a close. And so today you shall see will see two offerings of glimmers as we close out January 2025.
As awful as yesterday was, there were glimmers…tiny, momentary, but glimmers all the same. I cling to these detours from the madness. I cling to the small sparks of hope that they illuminate. Sometimes all we have is a window of light amidst a storm to remind us that the sun is still there in the sky.
Peace, love, kindness, hope, and glimmers to you. Go gently my friends. Be especially gentle with yourself.
there is no safe place when cruelty becomes sport vengeance in the wind
~kat
After a brief reprieve from bitter cold and wintry weather the winds returned today. When I was a girl I loved the wind. But age and experience…and reality have jaded my perception. The winds strip the trees bare. Icy breezes drop temperatures to bitter lows. Trees snap and lose their footing. Now that I am older I take shelter when the winds come. These days when the wind whips through the trees I hold my breath and hope that the walls and roof hold. These days the calm after the storm brings sweet relief amidst the aftermath of the tempest’s rage.
Keep safe my friends. Keep each other safe. Peace, love, and glimmers to you. ~kat
Today while checking updates on my phone I came upon this meme. I love this. The message is great…”make your own mark on the world”. It’s a good reminder. We are all here for a reason. Never apologize for being who you are.
Enter today’s glimmer…an illuminating inspiration if I ever saw one, in a silly meme!
But there is something else about this photo that I noticed. You know, chances are that old tortoise walked that very path multiple times…long before that wire fence was installed and certainly long before some humans framed over his path and poured in a truckload of concrete. He certainly showed them!
The world today is becoming a scary place. People in power are abusing the trust placed in them. The democratic path we have been on for centuries is being paved over by those who would like to rewrite our history, making the world unrecognizable. But, just as that tortoise instinctively knew the way and trudged through the concrete meant to hide the path, those of us who are appalled by the state of things are not losing our minds. We know the truth and the way. We have a choice. We can accept the new world order being forced on us by power hungry tyrants, or we can remind them that we see them for who and what they are, show them what we think of their lifeless, oppressive, self-serving plan and press on in the reality we know to be true.
I’m sure you’re thinking…you got all that from this funny little meme? Well, clearly I’ve been wondering what the bleep is happening, like so many others. We can stand in the truth, we can reclaim our democracy before their plans are irrecoverably set in place. Like that old tortoise we can leave our mark on their attempt to own us. Nope, I say…not today, not on my watch.
Don’t give up my friends…not now, not ever…peace, hope and glimmers to you.
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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