What personality trait in people raises a red flag with you?
not gonna brag…but…
words are meaningless
so instead of telling me
show me who you are
~kat
It’s been a while since I took a snapshot of my little African Violet. She’s doing well in the window facing morning sun. And she is the perfect example for my little poem in response to today’s prompt. She doesn’t need to brag about blooming. She just blooms.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
harvest moon
pink
sky
at dusk
autumn’s cusp
full corn moon eclipsed
a time to harvest…to let go
~kat
I did not stay up late to see the full moon eclipse…but she winked at me in the morning before slipping behind the trees…it was magnificent!
Much love, peace and moon glimmers to you!
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
a ReVerse ~ 7 September 2025
I took the long way home
for justice, for peace
kisses, to help me breathe, in deeply
speaking truth, hoping to be seen
smoke knows no borders
teach me how to let go
~kat
Reentry can feel like being swept up in a whirlwind. Not gonna lie, the last week has been a bit tempestuous. While traveling through 5 states immersed in the memories of each place it’s easy to forget the day to day. It’s not a bad thing to step off the treadmill for a season. But as I look back over the past week, no matter how far removed from the drama, I am consistently myself. I care deeply about others and seek peace, justice and compassion for everyone…everyone. Even as I recounted memories of my vacation, truth and justice found a way to be remembered as well. It’s a good to know I’m on the path I’m meant to be on, rain or shine, no matter where I find myself.
Much love, peace and glimmers to you!
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
falling
the wild blossoms
are fading softly
every bough grows
less green…leaves
falling gently to earth
oh season of summer ending
teach me how to let go
~kat
Every year during this season of transition I marvel at the grace that is on display. Lessons of accepting change, of gratefulness for a fruitful harvest, and most poignant the older I get, the beauty of letting go. I’ve been letting go for several years now…wishing my children well as they leave home to build lives of their own…losing grandparents, parents and other family members, and now friends to the great unknown,,, escorting many loyal animal companions to the rainbow’s end…downsizing to accessible, manageable housing, to spare my children the burden of disposing of my junk when I’m gone…and all this I believe has softened me for the ultimate letting go. I’d like to believe that all this practice will make it an easy gentle passing. Life lived full in the blink of an eye. But I can’t say I won’t miss being here. Every scrumptious, magnificently beautiful moment has been a privilege, causing me these days to savor every bit of it!
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you. Enjoy the ride!
~kat
red sun at dusk
fires in the north
rage on, turning the sun red
smoke knows no borders
~kat
This time of year the western sky is often blush red and amber as the sun sets. But today the sun itself was crimson red. From the news I learned that this phenomenon is caused by smoke in the atmosphere from the wildfires in Canada. It was an odd sight. A glimmer if you will that reminded me that the earth does not concern herself with boundaries or walls or borders. We are all citizens of the world.
Much love, peace and glimmers to you wherever you hang your hat. I see you.
Before I call it a night one more glimmer. So rosy bright is the sun today that even the moon has taken on a golden pink hue. As under the sun by day, we all sleep under the same moon.
like mercury colliding... 