Write your guide to setting healthy boundaries in relationships.
boundless
before you even ask I will offer myself in service to you… prompted, i have no choice but to tell you, I’m here if you need me, or even if you don’t, though secretly I hope you do because I need to be needed which is why boundaries to me are like chalk lines on pavement on rainy day or ice cubes in warm water I am severely distracted by need… advice you ask? Well, I’m no expert but I have heard it’s a simple two letter word no… unfortunately I can’t bear the thought of uttering it, but if you give it a go please let me know how it went
~kat
I have a few little glimmers for you…the first is one of my squirrel friends noshing on nuts, perfectly framed by a pair of moon flowers plants. Forgive the graininess of the photo. I was across the yard when I spotted him. Of course I had to take a photo!
And the second glimmer…the first cuttings from my little raised herb garden. There is a certain satisfaction that comes from growing something green!
How could anyone expect to sleep in past 6 AM on a cool Sunday morning, with REM interrupted by this?! But I shouldn’t complain. I created this monstrous routine…🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛ I do love a good murder. 😉
slave to a murder
‘twas not dawn’s first light that roused me from deep slumber but loud cackling caws from a dark murderous brood their peanut alms depleted
~kat
When one contributes to the food chain, the occasional predator is certain to show up. (Another reason I love my murder of crows…they keep these guys at bay around my bird garden, which is also frequented by squirrels and chipmunks! As much as I hate the idea that I might be providing a buffet for these apex raptors, (again, thank you to my crows for keeping them at bay) I do have to pause to admire the incredible beauty of these juvenile Cooper’s hawks. Did you know that a group of 3 or more hawks is called a “kettle”? We had a full kettle boiling over in our yard the day I captured these photos…at least 4 by my count. An odd glimmer perhaps, but I think they are magnificent in their own right. Part of the amazing cycle of life. (I just never leave Gabby dog to run free in the yard these days!) 😳
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you…stay safe. Always look both ways, up and down when crossing nature! 😄
More to come…had company over the weekend and a (surprise) birthday party yesterday with all my favorite people. And then yesterday morning, there was this little visitor….
More to come when the dust settles! Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!
A religion is a structured system of beliefs, values, and practices concerning humanity's relationship to the spiritual, the supernatural, or a higher power. It typically provides a moral framework for living and answers questions about the purpose of life. ~AI
my religion
oh, to become one with every subtle breeze to gracefully sway in step with bending trees a cerulean flickering canopy shimmering, sun-kissed, as an earthy sweetness wafts from dewy peat
while some may believe that faith is best practiced behind rigid walls, light filtered through stained glass I beg to differ for the north wind whispers truth straight to my heart and the warm, trembling loam calls my wandering soul home
~kat
I have been on vacation, which means working morning to night doing some much needed late spring cleaning! Inside…outside…in between…everything is spiffy clean! 😅
I have been writing bits and pieces…and perhaps I shall finish a few of those un-uttered thoughts. But for now this question grabbed my attention yesterday and kept gnawing at me to finish it. So I paused my latest (and I admit, least favorite) task, folding laundry, to pour this piece out of my head and satisfy the muse for now.
Of course there have been glimmers this week…here are a few (a glimmer dump! 😊)
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!
~kat
My view of the bird garden by day…And my view by night! 🧚🏻✨🧚🏻♀️Added window clings to let the birds know to avoid the glass. An avocado seed beginning to labor…🥰It’s the simple things… a bright new tablecloth for summer. Makes me happy!
occasionally I give in and ignore my aversion to colorful bouquets of cut flowers from the grocery store, even though I know that they will die an ugly death on my dining room table…in fact, I know they are already dead, having been plucked in their prime, mid-bloom to entertain and inspire people like me who don’t have time enough to frolic in fragrant wildflower fields, to lie down in tall grass imagining the clouds overhead to be great whales, angel wings, bears, or back-lit portals to the unknown, or heaven, who knows? before disappearing into mist and blue. … I trim the dry stem edges and arrange each flower in a vase filled with warm water and life support crystals, admiring my creation, how lifelike they appear while deceiving myself into believing that they’re not already gone, reminding me as they fall limp, petals dropping silently on the table, the water in the vase turning sour, that it was the illusion of life I had hoped to capture…the truth is just a rude reminder I will die one day like those doomed dead flowers…it’s been a long time, I muse to myself, since I frolicked amidst wildflowers on a sunny afternoon…too long… sometimes it feels like that girl is already gone too … I hope it is not an ugly death when it happens, I could just silently fade away but not before I plant my feet at least once more in cool soil in the middle of a field of tall grass and wildflowers, while shapeshifting clouds float by overhead…”don’t mind me”, I’ll tell passersby, I’m just silly old woman who buys cut flowers from the grocery store for the girl who loved them
~kat
Na|GloPoWriMo 2026~Day 29 Prompt: In your poem today, similarly compare your everyday present life with your past self, using specific details to conjure aspects of your past and present in the reader’s mind.
It’s been raining for two days. I am awash in vibrant deep green and slate gray skies…glimmers are even more needed now to fend off my tendency for SAD. Not even a sunset to bright my spirits this evening… 😢 I was beginning to think I might need to hunt through old photographs to find a glimmer…and then I saw a tiny dark shadow flutter outside my window. There on the new feeder I had purchased this year with a clear acrylic umbrella was a young hummingbird facing away from the sugar wells, taking in the rain, safe and under cover! It made me so happy! Proving to me once again that I don’t need to find glimmers…I just need to notice them. ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
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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