Tonight’s super harvest moon is the theme and glimmer of the day. I hope the clouds were few, giving you a glimpse of Luna’s full face.
Much love, peace and moon glimmers to you!
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨🌝
harvest moon night
sky
infused with light
blue
as the sun flushed moon
beams behind a hedge of shedding trees
and clouds,
autumn in full color,
tapestry of gold, crimson,
brown, orange
cool air, musky, sweet
~kat
nightlight
underneath
a full harvest moon
no one sleeps
~kat
it’s over
.
no
one is to blame
but
that’s up for debate
as if debating was still a thing
it’s not
there’ll be no compromise
just waiting
for someone to blink
~kat
Well…the final blow has been dealt. The USA is closed for business. I suspect it was the plan all along. Shut it down. Finish the carnage started on day one. Send in the troops. Silence the opposition. Blame everyone not in charge. It’s stunning to witness. Like an out of body experience.
Our hickory tree got a much needed trim of lower, intrusive hanging limbs. At first it looked so strange. I wasn’t sure I’d ever warm to its new look…it’s tall, lean, trunk exposed beneath a lush canopy of green. And then dusk came, and I realized for the first time in years I had a clear view of the horizon. No longer blocked by wild low hanging branches. It will take some getting used to…this big change. But having a front row seat to autumn’s stunning sunsets will help me warm to the change. How I love sunsets in autumn!
I don’t know what will become of this broken country of ours…but maybe, if those of good will can manage to trim the low, intrusive branches, we might all eventually see the light, and the horizon where hope for the future and many tomorrows glows bright. What a glimmer! Hope for us all! May we all gain a clearer view in the coming dark days!
Much love, peace, and unobstructed glimmers of hope to you.
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
just a glimpse
I imagine you there
just beyond the mist at dawn
your voice singing softly…
or is it the birds, the breeze
sifting through the tree leaves
a lovely chorus of life living
that reminds me of you
the fog, a taste of heaven
dusting the ground in these hills
like a veil, allows me a glimpse
of heaven…if heaven were a place
~kat
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in all ways
strange
how hearing your voice
melts
the time and distance.
it matters not how long it has been
or how
far…me here and you there
one word transports us
to that place
where time disappears
~kat
It’s been a very busy weekend. But I wanted to leave you with these tiny glimmers. Much love, peace, and glimmers to you
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
it’s a trap!
sweet
invitation
“rub
my belly human…”
don’t be deceived my friends; don’t give in
one touch
gentle, though it may be
will release a beast
claws and teeth
sweet cat? I think not!
~kat
Looks can be deceiving can’t they? And our perception, based on past experience, learned facts, wishes, aspirations, and hopes can skew our interpretation. Take my sweet (questionably so) kitty Frankie. At first glance one might think…oh! She’s so cute. She wants a belly rub. And you might actually be correct in your assumption, give it a go, and be met with purrs and submission under your gentle caress…OR YOU MIGHT BE TOTALLY MISREADING THE PRESENT SITUATION AND BE ACCOSTED BY A FURR BALL WITH TEETH AND CLAWS WRAPPED AROUND YOUR HAND!!!!
You never know. You see, Miss Frankie thinks she’s in charge…and it might seem as though she is in both cases. In fact I know she is. She has nothing better to do than to study my human behavior, my weaknesses and gullibilities, giving me just enough room to hang myself. The trap…she lures me in and acts happy to have me pet her. Then when I least expect it…she becomes a very different animal and I become her unsuspecting victim!
Funny thing about human nature. We are a gullible lot, most vulnerable to things that feed our emotions and hopes. But we would do well if we could be more like my little friend Frankie and study the behavior of those around us. What they say to try to appeal to us means nothing. It is what they do! And believe me, some unscrupulous people who set themselves in charge have studied us and our vulnerabilities. They know just how to entice us to comply so they can maintain control over us. But a dose of their own ploys might flip the switch.
Just as I no longer fall for my sweet kitty’s game, we can apply what we learn about those who seek to control us to avoid becoming victims. Today’s glimmer…a wee bit of advice. Stay woke my friends…pay attention…and watch what they do. Don’t be swayed by the promises that they never keep. All that glitters is just…glitter.
Much love, peace, and glimmers of wokeness to you!
~kat
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What’s your favorite word?
Serendipity
Shooting Stars…
Each
Radiant stream
Ebbs
Disintegrating
Into stardust, beautiful in death
Passing
Into oblivion
Temporarily
Dazzling
Yielding
~kat
You need to be in the right place at the precise right time to catch a glimpse of the final moments of distant ancient stars. Seeing a shooting star is serendipitous…my favorite word in response to this WordPress prompt. I love the sound of the word almost as much as I love its meaning.
Serendipity is the phenomenon of making fortunate and unexpected discoveries by chance, rather than by planning or searching for them.It’s the experience of finding something pleasant or valuable when you weren’t even looking for it, like a happy accident or a lucky coincidence. (AI definition)
Much love, peace, and serendipitous glimmers to you…
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
Here are a few of those serendipitous moments from today…
like mercury colliding... 