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February 2, 2025

day 33…really?!!!

By Kat Myrman 
sorry, not sorry

disobedience
offering sweet corn to deer
hell frozen over

desperate for safety
they come with nothing, but hope
disobedience
compassion knows no boundaries 
defying abject cruelty

~kat

Well, it’s official. Here in the US our resident winter weather oracle, the great and powerful Punxsutawney Phil, groundhog extraordinaire, saw his shadow this very morning at Gobbler’s Knob in Pennsylvania, declaring for all that there will be six more weeks of winter. I’m kinda over it, but hey Phil said it so it must be true.

Wish we had a similar forecaster who could tell us what to expect regarding the state of our society…oh wait…we do. When his handlers let him out of his secure bunker, lured into daylight by a double quarter pounder with cheese, he tells us exactly what to expect…and then does it, or at least tries to. Silly, sad wannabe. We just have to pay attention. if it means being awake, or woke as the kids say. Welp I don’t know about you but I’m thinking out loud here…this is NO TIME to sleep.

I confess, I am a criminal…I toss handfuls of corn for the deer on my property. It’s fucking freezing out there. There is barely anything left to forage for, and now Phil tells us we have six more weeks of this shit. I’m not opposed to civil disobedience when it comes to being a decent COMPASSIONATE HUMAN BEING!!! But I digress. Suffice to say I am not sleeping through the next four years of winter…did I say four years…I meant to say FOUR YEARS!!! Let this be my personal glimmer to you, for anyone who needs to know. I am a safe place. (You know what to do.)

Peace, love and fucking glimmers to you. Sorry,  not sorry, about the colorful language…words have power. We need to be loud, obnoxious and unapologetically out, upfront, and in the face of injustice and hate. This is not a dress rehearsal. Shits got real. 

~ unapologetically kat

Today’s poetry form is the HAINKA. Learn more about it HERE.

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February 1, 2025

day 32

By Kat Myrman
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.

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January 31, 2025

day 30…still processing

By Kat Myrman 
barely a glimmer 

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.

~kat

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January 26, 2025

day 26

By Kat Myrman

a turkey with a great personality


a great gaggle of gobblers passed by
magnificent fowl, but I’m not gonna lie
I’ve heard they’re quite snuggly
it’s a shame they’re so ugly
a feast for beasts of prey, not for the eyes


~kat

When humor is a glimmer.

They say that humor is the best medicine. The limerick fits that bill perfectly I’d say…though I’m quite a novice at this form. My inspiration came from a gaggle of turkeys who happened by my window. A huge flock of them! They are magnificent birds, with delightful personalities and amusing banter. I always know when they are close by, announced by their cheerful gobble, gobble, gobble. And when they all take flight, they are a sight to behold with wide powerful wingspans.

But here’s the thing…

From behind their full plumage is beautiful, impressive. Then they lift their heads and look your way!!! Oh my! Poor creatures, they are quite homely. The face only a true turkey aficionado could love…and yep, that would be me. I love our resident turkey clan! 😊 Isn’t nature  amazing!

Peace, Love, and Chuckling Glimmers to You! 

~kat

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January 23, 2025

day 23

By Kat Myrman 
winter dew 

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. 

Peace, love, and glimmers to you,

~kat







				

				

				

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