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December 27, 2025

day 350

By Kat Myrman

Is your life today what you pictured a year ago?

saved by glimmers

last year this time felt dark and bleak
I wondered if we’d make it through
things went from bad to worst it’s true
but glimmers saved me, so to speak
I wondered if we’d make it through
last year this time felt dark and bleak

one day, one glimmer at a time
we’ll make it through the coming year
with hope, determination clear
armed with truth, we’ll draw the line
we’ll make it through the coming year
one day, one glimmer at a time

~kat

Life is certainly not what I expected a year ago. But honestly I didn’t know what to expect. I just suspected it might be bad. Nothing prepared me for how bad. It’s been a nightmare but for glimmers and the values I hold to be my true north. Kindness, compassion, respect, truth, hope, love, and peace. We can be a light in the darkest of times if we hold onto those things.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you,

~kat

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Speaking of glimmers, we recently welcomed two new tiny creatures to our fish tank. I am still deciding what to name them. For now, snail one and snail two have been busy doing what snails do best. Cleaning the sh—-(you know) dropped by the big fish (a beautiful Pleco) in the tank. (Who, by the way, we originally placed in the tank to keep it clean…but I’m afraid he made more of a mess of it!) And you know me, these two little guys have me quite inspired. A new motto perhaps…in a world full of IT and big messy fish…be more like a snail. Do what you do best to keep the mess from big fish to a minimum! 😆

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October 21, 2025

day 293

By Kat Myrman
East Wing of The White House…”The People’s House” October 21, 2025 / Photo Credit: Pedro Ugarte/AFP via Getty Images

This makes me so sad…so I wrote about it…

a reckoning…we were warned

he’s planning to stay in the white house, you know 
paving rose gardens, wrecking east walls
in horror, the world sees our once great nation fall
while powerful cowards sell off their own souls
paving rose gardens, wrecking east walls
he’s planning to stay in the white house, you know 

~kat

It’s a rollercoaster isn’t it? I had an appointment today. One of the rare times I head into town, leaving my house in the foothills. When I returned to my car this was on the front hood…

It’s a little acorn cap, right there for me to see. Of course, to me this was no ordinary acorn cap. In that moment, I imagined that a faerie just might have left it there for me to find…to show me that my beloved patch of land in the woods is never far away, even when I find myself in the city. I carry the woods with me in my heart and soul wherever I go. Actually I carry nature’s glimmers with me wherever I go…because, dare I say it…I am nature and nature is me…I am a glimmer!

That sounds a bit arrogant I’m thinking, but I feel that spark in me. Even on a day when the news is sad. Even amidst concrete and blacktop and bricks and mortar. Even in the midst of busy blank faces.

Much love, light, and glimmers to you.

💚✨✨✨kat✨✨✨💚

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October 18, 2025

day 289

By Kat Myrman
Bookends! Frankie (l) and Matilda (r)
wild

sometimes I wonder who rescued who
when you showed up at my door that day 
you and your kittens, of course I let you stay
how helpless you were, what else could I do
when you showed up at my door that day 
sometimes I wonder who rescued who

~kat

Today’s glimmer…a snapshot of two of my rescue cats. They have never both lounged in the hammocks on the cat tree at the same time. What a sight they were. Like bookends, mama cat, Matilda, on the right, and her daughter, Frankie (our resident fur-ball artist extraordinaire) …somewhere her brother Schrödinger lurks…in the shadows always, true to his name…he might be in this photo…or he might not. It made me smile. 5 years ago or so, Matilda, who had been tossed out to fend for herself by her previous not very nice owner, found her way under my front porch when it was time to have her kittens. She must’ve known I couldn’t turn her or her babies out into the elements once I knew they were residing under my house. She had four kittens in all. Three white and one jet black. We found a lovely home for the two white fur boys…which left us with the trio who live with us to this day. Matilda and Frankie are lovely affectionate purr generators…Schrödinger is a feral beast. It has taken me five years to be allowed to touch him briefly with a gentle pet as he lounges on the upper ledge of the cat tree after his dinner. He does wander through the house now, like he owns the place. Oh to live the life of the animals that find their way into our home and hearts!  I suppose they chose us…or at least Matilda did. It’s a privilege to be trusted by the universe to care for them. 

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you. 

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

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October 16, 2025

day 288

By Kat Myrman
A bit of digital art to illustrate my musings today. (The original photo below)
raven call

there’s a raven in the woods nearby
it’s voice, a soulful wailing sound
could it be mourning the bird I found
who suffered days, only to die
it’s voice, a soulful wailing sound
there’s a raven in the woods nearby

~kat
(Biolet - ABbaBA)

My bird identification application confirmed what I suspected. The ailing black bird who passed away in my yard may actually have been a raven. I would have continued to believe it was a crow, except that in the following days I heard the distinct voice of a lone raven in the woods. I wondered if the sounds i heard were the mourning wails of the deceased bird’s mate. Ravens are thought to be lifelong partners. I can only imagine the grief of losing a partner. The fates have been kind to me in that respect. Even though it never presented itself to me visibly, its calls were unmistakably raven.

In those moments I paused to grieve with it. And I hoped in a small way this lone surviving soul sensed my concern for its suffering. And most importantly as I stood silently listening I hoped it felt heard. Isn’t that what we all long for? To be seen…to be heard. 

That’s my glimmer inspiration for today. Nature and this planets are always uttering messages to us. The question is, are we listening. 

Much love, peace, and glimmers of presence to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

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October 13, 2025

days 283-284-285 ~playing catch up

By Kat Myrman

It’s been a bit of a whirlwind my friends. Had a biopsy on Thursday to check a troubling spot…won’t know the results for a few weeks.

Met my second great-granddaughter on Saturday, and also spent time at a fall festival with my youngest daughter’s family and three of my grandkids.

Chores and dinner with friends on Sunday. And today shopping for an alternative heat source so we are not stranded and freezing when the power goes out this coming winter…notice I didn’t say if we lose power, but when.

Oh and in the midst of all this one of my beloved crows fell ill, injured or just old, and I kept vigil, caring for him best I could with extra food, because of course he decided to do it at our feeder near our house. He was nowhere to be found today…I can only surmise he either fell victim to a predator, or picked a private place to ascend. Now my other crows are staying clear of me and the feeder. They must think I killed him. At least the deer came by this evening to cheer me up.

So…I did manage to write a few poems today. It was an effort. And I did manage to find several glimmers in the midst of this chaos. Don’t even get me started on the state of the world! Looks like the Gaza Riviera is one step closer to becoming DT’s next venture. (I am happy for the families reunited but there are still people and children suffering…). Thank goodness for glimmers. Much love, peace, and glimmers to you. ~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

Catch up Monday 

day 282

as the crow
.
dies
the flock members
cry
for one of their own
hovering close by, never alone
cycle 
of life, so bittersweet 
ironically
dying crows
foretell good fortune

~kat

Pi Archimedes poem ~ Syllable count by line: 3.1415926535 
A dead crow in your yard may symbolize transformation, change, or new beginnings, while some believe it represents the end of bad things. In case you missed it this is my glimmer in the midst of sadness for this beautiful soul. It’s gift to me in parting.
day 283

hypocrisy

peacemakers don’t deal in hate
they don’t destroy families, denying rights
crush all dissent, while stirring up fights
these cruel acts are not up for debate
they don’t destroy families, denying rights
peacemakers don’t deal in hate

~kat
Biolet - It is a six line poem, and like the triolet, the first two lines are repeated as the last two lines, however in reverse. The rhyme scheme of the biolet thus can be expressed as ABbaBA (with the capital  letters representing the repeated lines). 
Some glimmers in the midst of madness…
day 284

biopsy ~ a haiku

it might be cancer
a benign statement proving
it’s not in my head

~kat

And finally, taking in the beauty that surrounds me. It’s moments like these that I cherish, come what may. Peace to you. ✨💚✨

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