So…tonight is a new moon. In Pisces specifically…my moon sign…and to my surprise, (why am I surprised) this little nudge popped up in my Facebook feed inviting me to participate in a “then and now” challenge. Here’s what I posted…
then…and now
a generation
only lasts a short lifetime
dreams of youth pending
~kat
…love, peace, and glimmers to you, in authenticity and truth always and all ways…
finding the perfect ending
I’m long past the old standard, sincerely
sincerely yours is dated, flat,
for a time i’d settled on best wishes
then best regards, after all I supposed
they mean the same thing,
though nuanced variations can shift
sentiments however slightly
kind or warm regards…not feeling it
a simple regards or best…a bit lazy
all the best, is a bit too much, rather subjective…whose best or what best
best in any variation is awkward at best
it does not convey warmth or cordiality
it’s a quandary I’ve wrestled with
how to end a general business email note
Respectfully, Faithfully, Yours truly,
or Truly yours imply too much warmth,
a bit too intimate for my taste…*sigh*
thank goodness for electronic signatures
all business, no parting sentiment needed
simply a pre-formatted formal
name, title, and contact details
only my truest, dearest friends know me as Kat
kind, warm, best, and true goes without saying
~kat
Random thoughts for today. This is the sort of thing that keeps me up at night. Silly me. Writing about it gets it out of my head and settles things once and for all.
The truth is, it doesn’t matter. And finally realizing that glimmer of truth is one more step toward liberation. Many of us start our adult life believing that so many things matter. But as we get older, and hopefully wiser, we realize that the only things that really matter are love, authenticity, and truth. This little exercise of random thinking out loud this has made me feel lighter and brighter. ✨😊✨
Peace, love, and glimmers to you. (No sincerely needed)
~kat
bff (best furry friend)
such a good listener
I can tell her anything
my secret keeper
~kat
My little dog, Gabby is always close by. She watches me intently, listens to my every word. And I often wonder what she must be thinking as I babble on and on. She sees my happy, sad, crazy side and follows me around like my shadow. She is my resident glimmer. We don’t deserve dogs. They are the perfect example of unconditional acceptance and love. May we all experience this perfect love at least once in our life.
Peace, puppy love and glimmers to you.
~kat
Meanwhile…the world…and I digress…
no bliss
oh to be
blissfully
unaware
simply
concerned
about the price
of eggs
of a promise
made
delayed
day one come
and gone
blame it on
the guy before
ignore
the elephant
in the room
too soon?
or too late
to participate
in this experiment
called democracy
as hell freezes over
and the world burns
when will we learn
history repeats itself
history repeats itself
~kat
and a deep breath…
thank goodness for glimmers…
Peace, Love, and Glimmers to you…repeat glimmers as needed!
~kat
taking care…of me
I don’t exist only for you
I’m also here to live for me
it’s time that i accept the truth
I’ve wasted almost all my youth
by serving other people’s needs
I don’t exist only for you
with the time I have left I’ll do
the things that make my soul feel free
it’s time that i accept the truth
I’ve dreams that need attending to
places to go and things to see
I don’t exist only for you
it’s hard to do but I’ll push through
becoming who I’m meant to be
I don’t exist only for you
it’s time that i accept the truth
~kat
Easier said than done. Being the oldest daughter, caring for my sister and dad over the years of my mother’s illnesses and hospitalizations, being homeless, surviving amidst my family’s disfunction, I suppose I was hardwired at a young age to put my needs last if at all. I know how to survive, how to make things happen for those around me, but not for myself. I am in awe of people who go after and live their dreams. But the older I get the more I realize it’s not selfish…it’s okay…it’s more than okay to put my needs first. To set boundaries. To treat myself the way I have treated those around me all my life. It’s a tall task. It feels weird and unnatural. But I am determined to give myself permission to dream a little dream of what could be. Wish me luck. 👍
Peace and self-loving glimmers to you! You are worthy of every good thing. Yes you!
~kat
Villanelle
When you’ve got an obsession or another intense fixation, write about it in a villanelle. The villanelle is a poetic form that originated in France, initially as a variation of pastoral poetry. Villanelles are specifically about obsessions and follow a strict form:
