I passed my “best if used by” date over a half a century ago exposure to the elements has taken quite a toll
my skin is leathery and dry my hair is turning gray I need bifocals for my eyes my hearing’s fine…wait, what’d you say?
my plumbing’s gotten leaky my pipes are filled with gas I‘ve lost control completely might toot toot as i walk past
expirations come, no warning and the end, I’m sure, is near luck will keep me ‘til the morning may the fates grant me a few more years
believe me when I tell you though I’m slowly losing steam my mind still thinks I’m twenty-two filled with hope and unspent dreams
~kat
Na/GloPoWriMo 2025 April 1: Well, I’m not sure where that came from based on the prompt. I started looking at musical terms and artist terms and paintings and ended up considering the concept of shelf lives and expiration dates and how they relate to aging in humans. I blame this detour partly on my day job which bothers itself with product lifecycles, expiration dates and the like. I suppose it’s a sad commentary on the reality of my lack of work-life balance. But I digress.
And…there goes a butterfly…will ya look at that!
Much love, peace, and unlimited, unspoiled glimmers to you!
we see the smoke billowing, blotting out the sky liberty mourns for her children death moans lazily it was great for a while there once was an old gal who rarely got sick forced me to choose, I chose | to speak truth to power overwhelming to bear in my little world call her what you will winter is lingering a dawn visitation nature sings her song of spring you cannot break us, not today
~kat
Interesting, challenging times we’re living in. It’s a time when writing this blog, and especially chronicling the truth of what is happening in my country feels like a bold act of resistance. These days other, more vulnerable people (due to their citizenship status) are randomly singled out by masked vigilantes (I don’t believe for a minute that these people are actual legally deputized law enforcement) and disappeared from sight to god knows where with no due process or recourse. It gives me pause. It should give all of us pause. In a matter of roughly 2 months the America I knew has been given over to criminals armed with the power to dismantle checks and balances, safety nets and systems, as they set the stage to coronate as dictator king, a felonious, serial predator, and liar who seeks to colonize and rule the western continents alongside his comrade with like motivations in the east.
I keep asking myself if I’m overreacting as ignorant, maga lemmings chide me that it’s not that bad, certainly not as bad as when “other” democratic leaders flanked the helm. It’s madness…or maybe I’m just mad, as in insane, but also as in angry as hell and incensed by it all.
So…I’m still here, and will continue use my voice, chronicling what it feels like to experience the end of a democracy. When this year began I determined, for my own sanity that I needed to deal with the fear and angst I was feeling. I found a life-changing article about glimmers. As a refresh…
Glimmers are small moments of joy or peace that arise from appreciating simple things like the colors of a rainbow, the scent of a flower, or the sound of the rain.
Glimmers and triggers are opposites in that glimmers spark positive feelings while triggers spark negative ones.
The practice of noticing and appreciating glimmers can cue your nervous system to relax and have a positive effect on your mental health.
To increase the odds of noticing glimmers, spend time in places that nourish you, connect with people you enjoy, limit screen time, and practice mindfulness.
Read more about glimmers and how they came to be here. Apparently the concept has taken off everywhere. I had no idea at the time I was joining a movement by focusing my little blog on sharing my glimmers with you. (Glimmers in the air…or the water perhaps? 😉) But here we are, and so it is…and most importantly, so it will continue. I have found that I cannot live without them.
Tomorrow we head into national/global poetry month. My daily focus will remain “glimmers” with the added inspiration from daily prompts. Rest assured I plan to keep the glimmers coming. And I hope you too to take up this practice. We need glimmers now more than ever.
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:
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…✨💚✨
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.
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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