there is love hearts chiseled from stone crying out for justice for peace yes, even the rocks
~kat
It’s been a short long week. While I have been writing and collecting glimmers along the way, I am only now catching my breath. Today’s glimmer is a glimpse of the heart shaped treasures I found on my walks with Gabby. It was quite a productive few days. Everywhere I looked there were heart-shaped stones. Amidst rousing conversations on the state of the world over dinner, I returned to our hotel and grounded myself in gravel plant beds. So many things about this trip were healing. Today’s theme and glimmers are the rocks that begged me to notice them…and bring them home with me.
some days I am red at dawn, and at dusk thoughts and prayers are not enough no hint of sweetness four killed, nine wounded maple tree leaves are turning
~kat
Another day meeting found family. My life partner is adopted. When she was in her early 20’s her birth mother’s family found her and reached out to her. It has not gone entirely well. So much drama. These types of things can be volatile and messy. There is one sister who she maintained contact with. We visited her today. And then…
She never knew who her biological father was until this year. I had gifted her a DNA test a couple years ago. After about a year she decided to take the test and send it in. About the same time a sister she never knew existed… and who never knew she existed took a DNA test for fun as well. And through the magic of DNA mapping, there was a match. Her sister eventually reached put to me, and lo and behold T has 3 sisters she never knew existed, and three or more nieces and nephews, and a father who is still alive.
We met that sister on her biological father’s side for the very first time. It went well… Very well in fact. This side of the family has its own dramatic twists and turns, but the sister who reached out to us earlier this year was delightful to meet. And gave my partner another piece of the puzzle of her origin story. It was a good day. A very good day. And today’s glimmer? Well, it is family! The family you’re born into, the family you know, the family you create…and sometimes the family you discover.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you. Hug those you love…family, wherever you find them are precious gifts.
here in the rustbelt the air smells industrial no hint of sweetness
~kat
Well…we’re traveling this weekend. The vegetation in Virginia where we live has a distinct sweet scent to it that is noticeable when traveling long distances state to state. We are hundreds of miles from home in the “rust belt”. It has been interesting to notice that the air in Ohio where we are currently smells different…there is an industrial metallic tinge in the air. Chicago, where I grew up, has its own scent…
Just because the air is less fragrant I still managed to find a glimmer. A leaf from a nearby cottonwood tree. It’s in one of my favorite shapes…a beautiful heart!
Much love, peace and glimmers wherever you find yourself!
it’s a reflexive response leaves break free (it) requires one to draw from the deep well petals of purple made up or real, it matters not it’s just the breeze, fall will begin
~kat
It’s certainly been an interesting week. There was a lot going on in the world and in my little corner of it. But I didn’t realize how my focus this week, in spite of everything, has been consistently on the changes coming…a milestone birthday, retirement, simplifying things in my life as I learn to let go and embrace the autumn season of my life.
Where did the time go? I have certainly had an amazing, full life thus far and if the fates allow me a few more years, I’m think that the best is yet to come.
Whatever season you find yourself in, take time to reflect on the blessings. They pass by in a blink!
their retribution knows no bounds no resolution may be found their injury, whether faux or real seeks recompense, but here’s the deal revenge is not a one and done they’ll hunt you down ‘til kingdom come and even once you’re dead and gone they’ll trash your name, decry your wrongs made up or real, it matters not the point is that it’s not forgot if you have kids woe to them all they’ll bear the brunt after you fall of fabricated, vague connects there’ll be no end to hate unchecked until their vapid soul descends to bitter hell to join their friends lamenting each raw deal endured how they were blameless, never heard how sad that innocents have borne their cruelty and vicious scorn vile to the core, intent to destroy sad little men who act like boys
~kat
Today was a cacophony of horribles. The revenge tour has commenced by raiding the home and office of one of the top persons on the enemy list ( that they claim doesn’t exist ), the testimony of maxwell, the evil sex trafficker was released, sort of…selectively…everyone and no one did anything unseemly to young girls, or so this convicted criminal perjurer says…a military official who made the mistake of accurately reporting that damage done by trumps supposed bombing and annihilation of Iran’s nuclear stockpile was fired today, the Epstein files…remember those? The deadline came and went and congress finally received a stack of previously released documents…nothing new to see here folks…all while the national guard troops wandering the streets in the capital will now be armed…what could possibly go wrong…and coming soon to a democratic city near you…hey there Chicago…and you too New York. Did I miss anything….honestly this all happened today…oh and the supreme leader has traded in his maga hat for a new message…”Trump was right about everything”…of course, whatever you say Donnie boy. It’s easy to be right about everything when you fire all the truth tellers and rewrite history. Don’t even go there…what they’re planning to do to our Smithsonian artifacts and history…that was yesterday’s news. There is no way around it folks. The worse things that could happen, have.
It’s happening. The final labored breaths of democracy. I’m not sure how to act. The sun still rose today. I logged in to work like i do every day. Deer and turkeys and hummingbirds wandered by my window. My African violet popped out another flower. Maybe that’s the point. In the midst of a horrible, awful day, nature reminds me that life goes on…I need to focus on the day. It’s likely to get worse before it gets better. But it’s a waste of living to worry about it. There is air to be breathed, the music of the wind to lose myself in, and to dance. Everything else is noise.
Much love, peace and glimmers to you.
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
I know I vacillate between doom and joy these days. With today being heavy on the doom. It’s just reality. Not pretty right now, but I feel called to use this space to document what is happening…should anyone read my words at some future date….but for glimmers…that’s how I intend to get to the other side.
This young female cardinal, resting in the heat of the day. August 22, 2015. ~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
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