Sometimes the bravest, most courageous thing you can do is to simply be present. There is immense power packed in a pause, in several long, deep breaths. It’s healing, rejuvenating, centering.
I know, if you’re paying attention, you are likely exhausted by the never – ending barrage of bad news. I know. I feel it too. But if you don’t manage to eke out a moment for you today, I’m inviting you right now. Stop what you’re doing. Light a candle if you have one. And take a deep breath in, slowly exhale, and repeat…as many times as you need to remember who you are. BTW, you’re pretty amazing. It’s true.
Much love, peace, kindness, and glimmers to you. I lit a candle for you. It’s your glimmer and a moment…presence…from me to you.
What are your thoughts on the concept of living a very long life?
Mr. Bean, age 24 years, hates getting photographed. He ruffles his feathers and hides when I pull out my phone. Smart boy!
long in tooth . gray thinning hair, smile lines, soft belly, pale skin the mirror tells a morbid story one foot in the grave, clock ticking but my soul knows no age she twinkles from my clear blue eyes that girl with big dreams, still reaching, taking up space like she owns the place… she’s earned it, every inch
~kat (poem inspired by pi sequence syllable count: 3.1415926535897)
I tried to take a break from the news today. It has gone from bad to worse. And it never stops! I am outraged by recent events as the truth breaks through the lies. I plan to stay the course. To use my voice. And on that note, I caught a few seconds of Gabby singing the song of her tribe. In this world of liars, be a Gabby, pure, fearless, and brave as only a tiny little pint of a dog can be.
Much love, peace, kindness, and glimmers to you!
~kat
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Gabby…Call of the Wild (with Mr. Bean egging her on in the background!)
One more glimmer…you know you need it! Tonight’s beautiful, beautiful sky. As I gaze at the stars I imagine you, dear reader, looking at those same stars. Here’s looking at YOU! 💚😊💚
nostalgia . should not be looking back on this first full moon, scent of winter in the air calling me home to simpler times potatoes boiling bread baking mom singing softly her hands elbow deep in the sink soapy bubbles popping, dishes cleaned when life felt normal before insanity invaded our safe place taking her o’er the edge
~kat
Sheesh! Where did that come from. This is not the nostalgic offering that one expects in answer to today’s prompt. Ask me about my parents and I will jokingly say that they were both crazy. Each ended their life in their own special way. My father chose a quick and untidy end, my mother, a slower, miserable succumbing to addiction.
It’s a legacy I have spent years, and hours of therapy, working to overcome. My family’s propensity for mental illness is something that has terrified me and driven me my entire life. I am not ashamed to admit that I am medicated. My daily dose of “happy pills” (antidepressants) keeps me from the abyss. I suppose I am grateful to have been born a generation later than my parents when things like depression and other mental ills were unspeakable weaknesses. Fortunately for me they are recognized treatable chemical imbalances. I’m sad my parents did not have access treatment once upon a time that is so commonplace and acceptable today.
Nevertheless, today’s prompt stirred a sweet memory for me. Remembering when things felt normal. There were glimmers amidst the darkness. There are always glimmers.
Today’s glimmer on this first full moon of 2026…a steaming cup of espresso with frothy sweet cream (brewed in a new espresso machine recently gifted to us from my oldest daughter). The perfect accompaniment to an overcast gray day. A chance to reflect on how blessed I am and consider this new year and the potential it brings.
Do you play in your daily life? What says “playtime” to you?
game night
a good round or several of “Cards Against Humanity” with rowdy friends always generates laughter…the tears running down our red faces, side- aching, breathless kind…it’s good medicine in times like these where everything is scary and deadly serious, and where there is no reason to laugh ever, sometimes being irreverently silly, grossly inappropriate, and absurd is just the ticket, a guilty pleasure to help me forget the world for and hour or two…your turn
~kat
There are other things, of course that I consider playtime. Coloring in new coloring books with a fresh box of crayola crayons with my grandkids. Only Crayola crayons will do…if you know, you know.
Trying new recipes, baking things, anything. It is playtime for me. It is something I look forward to doing over the weekend and holidays.
And several electronic games. I like strategy games that require a certain amount of skill. Not necessarily sim type games.
And finally certain crafting and art projects. It is rare for me to have time to devote to creative play that is not writing. Writing is a non-negotiable must in my life. It keeps me sane.
It occurred to me that I am rather boring. Which is most likely why an occasional game of “cards” was first on my list!
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!
~kat
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Today’s glimmer…I made a tray of pecan pie bark or crack (as it is called). It has a graham cracker base topped with a homemade pecan toffee layer, baked until bubbly and then cooled before cracking the entire pan into bits. I love to bake. And today I sent a bag of these sweets to the lovely team who works at the wildlife rescue center. That’s the best part about baking…sharing!
Pecan Pie Bark … first new recipe of 2026. It’s a keeper!
we made it . dawn of the new year bright with potential not forgetting the past, but hoping for redress of wrongs committed by cruel hate-mongers… a new path forged by what is true, compassionate, kind-hearted… where everyone is safe, fed, and loved, it’s not much to ask it’s just right
~kat
A glimmer to inspire you on this first day of 2026. Remember that poor little neglected plant I found in the garage a few days ago? This is “Harriett” on the first day of the new year. (Yes, I decided to name her). She is seizing the day.
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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