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March 26, 2025

day 84 ~ by any other name

By Kat Myrman 
peace lily
.
she’s 
an imposter
known
by the moniker
lily…verifiably untrue
still she’s
ever green, a symbol
of peace, purity,
of healing…
a blessing
call her what you will 

~kat

A favorite indoor plant of mine is the peace lily, aka Spathiphyllum or Spathe for short. I always have one or two plants in my inside spaces. Every bloom is an exciting discovery and lasts for weeks!

It doesn’t matter to me what we call these wonderful plants. Even if they aren’t officially “true lilies” it’s hard to deny the blessings they symbolize. Inspiring things like prosperity, peace, tranquility, purity, innocence, hope, ambition, surrender and acceptance… what’s not to love about this evergreen plant that is not fussy to keep and regularly bloom’s beautiful flowers!

Peace, love, and true glimmers to you. And even “untrue” glimmers will do. Tonight I spent time admiring my peace “lily”, and what she symbolizes, and I wonder, what’s in a name anyway?

~kat

Oh…and I also was delighted by the antics of this guy, a resident wild squirrel bandit who regularly steals seeds from the bird feeder. He’s quite an acrobat!

…and a final look at the sun as it dips below the horizon:

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March 26, 2025

day 83

By Kat Myrman 
nothing changed today
.
here
in my little world
routine
happened, on schedule, no surprises 
it’s easy to ignore the rest of the world
the news 
when my day progressed as planned
should I really be concerned
today was fine
I’m fine, everything is fine
 
~kat

There’s an old fable about a boiling frog.  If you put a frog in a pot of boiling water, it will jump out. But if you put a frog in a pot of cold water, and slowly turn up the heat the frog will stay in the pot until it boils to death. 

I spend most of my days trying to live in the present. When the end of the day comes, if I am still safe, free to walk outside, to go shopping, free of communicable disease, still married, and not actively being targeted by some militia, I consider that to be a good day. Granted, some days are more challenging than others…with the usual stuff…but that’s life. I’m accustomed to overcoming obstacles. 

But when I take in a bit of news, I wonder, should I be doing something. And if I should, what should I do when the powers that be seem to be barreling nonstop toward an end that doesn’t look good for me and many others. Should I be worried? Already thousands of my neighbors in this country have felt the sting of their bite. By living in the present, inside my safe bubble, am I just denying the inevitable. Will someone close to me, or will I be next to fall victim to their unjust sweep in the name of making their world great again? Am I a frog in a pot of slowly boiling water?

Just thinking out loud. I had to sleep on this one. My days are bleeding into one another. But I’m still here, paying attention, looking for glimmers. A group of doe with their yearlings came by last evening…there was peace on my little hill for a moment…for several moments…for now…✨💚✨

Much Love, peace and glimmers to you…

~kat

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March 25, 2025

day 82

By Kat Myrman 
now

can be
overwhelming to bear
when we are not
present

~kat

A Word Cinquain 5 lines total in the following pattern: 1 word – 2 words – 3 words – 4 words – 1 word.

Suffice to say…today was a MONDAY! I spent much of the day feeling frazzled. Work was a bear.

A new glimmer in my space though is the tree wall art pictured above. Yesterday, I created a little magic by using a string of lights strategically placed behind the design to give it a backlit effect. I needed a little glimmer after my work day. Not that the sunset wasn’t spectacular…it was…not that I wasn’t visited by the crows, songbirds, turkeys and deer …I was. But tonight I just needed a quick fix and my backlit tree did the trick. I was able to sit back in my great room and soak it all in. And for the first time all day I had a few good breaths…slow and deep. A precious moment that saved me!

Peace, Love, and glimmers to you…Remember to breathe.

~kat

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March 20, 2025

day 79

By Kat Myrman 
ode to freedom
to symbols of goodness
how special you were
then smooth operators in suits
took power from the people…
it was great for a while

~kat

Tried a new Magnetic Poetry Kit…the Mustache. It’s pretty much a collection of the words you might expect to find in a mustache category. Our country reeks of excessive, aggressive testosterone these days. No offense at all intended toward the gentlemanly men in the world. But hardness and meanness, bullish behavior is celebrated these days. How sad it makes me feel to have to witness this in my lifetime. And how I mourn for my children’s children who are inheriting this disaster.

After work today I walked outside to get some fresh air and soak in the last rays of sunlight. To the west the sun burned bright and golden just above the horizon. To the east storm clouds hung over the budding trees along my driveway. Random raindrops dotted the ground and the wind whistled through the treetops. I needed that glimmer. My day was long and challenging and what little news I caught was not good. But how grateful I am to have lived another day, and to be blessed with such a beautiful sight at day’s end. Grab your glimmers wherever, whenever you can. It is like manna from heaven!

Peace, Love, and Glimmers to you!

~kat

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March 20, 2025

day 78

By Kat Myrman 
a thousand deaths

death moans lazily
from the edge, as shadows
grow long…another day
fading to black while we
sleep, dreaming, under
a moonlit sky

~kat

It occurs to me that i practice every night for my final journey from this life. I close my eyes and drift off to sleep trusting in the dawn. But I am not promised the dawn. All the more reason to rejoice when it comes and I am given another day to live. Tonight’s sunset was a brilliant display of golden and red hues bouncing off wisps of clouds. If it were to be my last, if dawn never comes, I am grateful that I stopped a moment to breathe, to take it all in. Should dawn greet me tomorrow, I shall rise knowing that a new day is a gift. A reminder to myself to live it fully.

Peace, Love, and Glimmers to You! (If you’re reading this, I am so grateful that you are here and we can share this moment together!)

Magnetic Poetry online – the Original Kit

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