January 27, 2025

day 27

By Kat Myrman 
a little nonsense because…why not? 

don’t forget to zig
it may lead you to zagging 
and moments of zen

~kat

Give Me Routine Any Day

There is a certain comfort to be found in routine. Like the seasons follow one another, or the sun and the moon move east to west in the sky, we can depend on routine. When chaos bursts onto the scene and life’s happenings interrupt the peace and tranquility of normalcy, I crave predictable, boring routine. There is only so much excitement a body can take. 

Today was a typical Monday with an early wake up call. I don’t even need an alarm clock. My body knows the routine. After a quick walk with my pup, treats and breakfast for the critters under our roof and a handful of peanuts for the crows and bluejays outside, I pour a generous dollop of sweet cream into a mug, add an earl grey tea bag and wait for the tea kettle to sing. The hiss of the water and soft tumbling sound of bubbles bursting against the aluminum wall of the teapot is the perfect time to pause. This morning I did just that. I poured  hot water to the rim of my mug and took advantage of another moment while the tea steeped.

I waited, I breathed, I took in my surroundings…sunlight streaming through the cactus plant hanging over the sink, my dog, with her belly full of food snoring softly under the dining room table, and one of my cats purring loudly as she nudged her head into my ankles and weaved between them, wrapping her tail around my shins. 

In that moment no one in my world had just died, there were no weird bird flu’s looming, and society wasn’t losing its mind.  In that routine moment, in my kitchen, on a Monday, I do believe I experienced a glimmer. 

As I have mentioned over the past several weeks, there are glimmers everywhere. Even in the boring routine of a Monday morning, we don’t have to try to find glimmers. They have a way of finding us. 

Peace, Steaming Earl Grey Tea with Sweet Cream, and Glimmers to you!

~kat

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January 26, 2025

day 26

By Kat Myrman

a turkey with a great personality


a great gaggle of gobblers passed by
magnificent fowl, but I’m not gonna lie
I’ve heard they’re quite snuggly
it’s a shame they’re so ugly
a feast for beasts of prey, not for the eyes


~kat

When humor is a glimmer.

They say that humor is the best medicine. The limerick fits that bill perfectly I’d say…though I’m quite a novice at this form. My inspiration came from a gaggle of turkeys who happened by my window. A huge flock of them! They are magnificent birds, with delightful personalities and amusing banter. I always know when they are close by, announced by their cheerful gobble, gobble, gobble. And when they all take flight, they are a sight to behold with wide powerful wingspans.

But here’s the thing…

From behind their full plumage is beautiful, impressive. Then they lift their heads and look your way!!! Oh my! Poor creatures, they are quite homely. The face only a true turkey aficionado could love…and yep, that would be me. I love our resident turkey clan! 😊 Isn’t nature  amazing!

Peace, Love, and Chuckling Glimmers to You! 

~kat

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January 25, 2025

day 25

By Kat Myrman

So life happens…and death. We don’t get to plan what fate has in store for us. My daughters’ father is dying. The when, we don’t know except that it is imminent. He’s on a ventilator and his organs are shutting down. So my girls have headed to the hospital to be together with him. And I keep vigil for them in my heart, sending my love and prayers and encouragement via text and phone calls. Mustering up my glimmering best since it is not my place to be there in person, but they know that I am with them in spirit.

Their dad and I parted ways over thirty years ago when I ended our tumultuous marriage fraught with abuse and his infidelity. The years mellowed us both as our girls grew up, got married and started families of their own. We actually managed to be civil at their weddings, births, and other milestone events. And I had thought that I had made peace with any and all goodbyes that needed to be said to him.

It’s strange a thing when death draws near. The atmosphere seems to shift. I suppose I needed one more goodbye…and so I did what I do. I wrote about it. RIP PBC.

so strange, the thinning veil

i would have planned 
a great goodbye
if I had known
your time was nigh
we’d share a beer
remembering
the twists and turns
that life can bring
but death descends
collects his due
in just a blink
the best of you
we’re left behind
no guide or clue
to let us know
what we should do
they tell me you
can hear me still
goodbye old friend 
until…until…

~kat

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January 24, 2025

day 24

By Kat Myrman 
the note

i received a note
‘thinking of you, just because’
it meant everything 

~kat

When Glimmers Become Opportunities

Today I received a message on my phone  from a friend who wanted me to know they were thinking about me. It was lovely at the moment. I texted them a “heart” emoji and thanked them. Little did I know that today would soon develop into a difficult day, with a relative in hospital battling for their life. But because of that little note first thing this morning I felt supported to face whatever comes, because my friend took the time to let me know they’re thinking of me. It helped me realize that I am not alone. 

Never underestimate the power of simple gestures of kindness. As I go about my day to day, occasionally my mind drifts to thoughts of a friend, a loved one, an acquaintance. Normally, I might sit in that memory for a moment or two enjoying the thought of that someone, before diving back into whatever it was I was doing before being interrupted. But I realized something this morning. In these troubled times, it is more important than ever for us, for me, to be intentional about these random mind glimmers. Instead of simmering in the thought of someone, reach out to them. Send a note, a meme, an emoji, call them. It is so easy to do these days when everyone has a smart phone. We never know what the day might bring but we have the power to connect with each other and perhaps lighten someone’s load just because we took a moment to let them know they’re not alone. 

Join me, won’t you in this kindness movement. When those memory glimmers invade your thoughts let that person know. It may mean everything to them, like, as I discovered my friend’s note meant to me this morning. 

Peace, love, kindness, and glimmers to you!

~kat

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January 23, 2025

day 23

By Kat Myrman 
winter dew 

we don’t call it dew
the winter ground is frosted
diamonds light the dawn

~kat

My little dog is an early riser, gently nudging me from my dreams with little taps on my chest, growing in urgency, at the crack of dawn. We have a fenced in yard but she insists that we venture past the gate for a proper walk several times a day. I don’t mind. Sometimes I need a break from whatever I am doing and it gets me out amongst the glimmers.

This morning was one of those times when I was touched immediately by predawn glimmers. Gabby and I donned our coats, and me, a scarf and hat as well, and out we went into the crisp, frigid air. I turned on my phone’s flashlight so we could see where we were going. That’s when I saw it. Countless glimmers glittering in the darkness on blades of grass surrounding me in twinkling lights. There was my glimmer. First thing, to start my day. 

This week has been getting darker by the day on the world stage. But here in my corner of the universe…at least for a moment’s pause, the dawn of day gave me glimmers, and reminds me that there are more to be found everyday in the hearts and eyes of fellow peacemakers. We needn’t stumble through the darkness alone. Glimmers of sanity and compassionate knowing shared between us, sometimes without saying a word, is the light that will keep us until the dawn. 

Peace, love, and glimmers to you,

~kat







			

	

	

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