nobody noticed when the dust settled drifting into nooks and cracks coating shelves and knickknacks nobody noticed when everything slowly faded under a dull gray hue
we have forgotten we are stardust and light we are bone and sinew blood and flesh infused with the eternal spirit of love living, breathing beacons with potential for goodness
nobody noticed as we languished under the ash heaps of history repeating we have forgotten what we are made of we have forgotten who we are...
~kat
This one ruminated for a while in my head, eking out in pieces…I needed to sleep in it to bring it to the page. The glimmer for day 64…remember, remember who you are. Don’t let anyone tell you that you are less than…
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)
moonlit dawn ~ kat 2025a trio of turkeys at the bird feeders … more cactus blooms ~kat 2025A trio of glimmers to start my day….
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!
Spent several hours in the office space where I worked for 7 years before the pandemic sent me home to work remotely. It felt like a ghost town, but was a haven in the storm where I was able to recharge our generator batteries. Thankfully we didn’t need to use them for more than a few hours. in case you missed it… a huge glimmer her and gratefulness for access to resources.
Some random thoughts as I catch up on the past two days
day 45 ~ and we wait
blackout
the prospect of one more night of bitter cold, of darkness, of death our tropical fish succumbing one by one it’s an unbearable burden my best attempts to sustain us woefully inadequate but I keep fighting the warm-blooded souls under our roof huddled, hanging on to the promise that the services we depend upon will be restored before day’s end heartened by activity, tree removal and utility trucks, in the neighborhood trust slipping away by the hours as darkness once again swallows the light
but I digress… is this what it will be like In coming years as safety nets are eliminated, as our country crumbles as the loyalists of the king are rewarded and those of us opposed or other are excluded to fend for ourselves… must prepare, must be better prepared
huddled under layers of clothes and blankets I close my eyes in hope that at least this night the light will break through, that power will be restored, that we will be safe again and then a sputter, the hum of electronics, the computer screens flash on, the printer reboots and the heat growls to a start i lay motionless, while the grid surges wondering if it is temporary or real …waiting…wondering…waiting hoping…as the room becomes warmer a sigh, a full breath of relief … such relief short lived, as my mind rudely intrudes must be better prepared…must prepare
~kat
An update. Just lost a few tetras…the other fish held on!
day 46~affirmations
repeat after me…
I’m still here I matter I have value I am worthy I am brave I am a survivor I deserve respect I deserve to be happy I deserve to be free I am smart I am compassionate I am kind I am light I am love and yes I am here…I AM SO HERE!
Peace, love, and glimmers of affirmation to you, and remember, you are a magnificent soul.
1- born of magic the breath of angels, from stardust and poetry to secret longing the heart of a child
2- people know no more than they’re ready to believe they’re special that way
3- she had attitude an impressive confidence in her own coolness
and that’s a wrap ~kat
A trio of Magnetic Poetry poems. Night two of camping inside under layers of clothing and blankets. Tomorrow, they say, we can expect to regain the light.
Peace, Love, and Warm Glimmers to you! Stay safe and warm my friends.
So it is easier for you to find all the parts/chapters of my ongoing fiction series, I created a new page that lists all the links. You can check it out HERE!
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