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.
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.
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.
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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