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December 1, 2025

Day 326

By Kat Myrman 
so it ends
.
cold
super moon comes
full
in just a few days
i felt her presence pressing my soul
to spill
into the gray damp air
it is December
at long last
another year spent

~kat

I have tread lightly of late around the chaos. You could call it self-care. Or not. Perhaps it is more like self preservation. One can move from disbelief, outrage, and despair to disbelief, outrage, and despair for only so long before the weight of it crashes down around you. 

I have clung to every glimmer over these past 326 days. I knew when this year began it would be bad, but I could not have imagined the depth and breadth of our leaders’ capacity for hate and cruelty, for the destruction of our nation’s treasured ideals, institutions, and global good will. 

It has been stunning to witness. Out has been a long year. With 3 more years of this to go, I will draw strength from the glimmers of 2025. I will continue to track each days’ glimmers as if my life depends on it. My hope is in recognizing each spark, is that eventually the light will outshine the darkness, the truth will be revealed, and justice will finally be served. 

There are glimmers yet to be celebrated …29 to be exact…each one brighter than the day before. May this season of light fill you with hope and joy. May we remember to be kind. May we remember who we are. 

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you.

~kat

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Today’s glimmer…a favorite…Mr Bean being Mr Bean!

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November 30, 2025

day 325

By Kat Myrman 
I’m forswunke
.
joy
in the moment
peace
amidst the chaos
it’s about being with family
each year
a time for connection
to come together
in one place
a snapshot in time

~kat
(a Pi-Prime Poem ~ syllable count per line: 3.1415926535 - the first 11 numbers in the pi sequence.)

Today’s grandiloquent word of the day captures my extended weekend. My four daughters and their respective families and us get together every year the day after Thanksgiving to celebrate all of the winter holidays together. This year was hosted a half day’s drive by car away, so the trip required an overnight stay. It was a wonderful time. I loved seeing everyone.

But getting everyone packed, loaded and unpacked is quite a job. And I am exhausted…or rather forswunke – Grandiloquent’s Word of the Day for today…how ever did they know?

Actually, I think the holidays and all the festivities we try to fit in every year actually is over the top. Beginning in October and ending with the drop of the ball in Times Square on New Year’s Eve into New Year’s Day, we Americans holiday ourselves to exhaustion because…uh, because…well because it’s tradition. And as forswunke as I feel in the midst of it, and in the aftermath, it is also a treasure to me, because family is everything.

For a brief few hours we were all together and safe and happy. For a brief few hours nothing existed but my family. Tomorrow is Monday and the chaos of the world will roar back into view, but at least I had this brief holiday to remind me of what is good and lovely in my life. It will keep me through the coming winter while illustrating exactly why I will continue to fight for kindness, compassion, peace and justice for everyone. It’s worth fighting for.

Happy Holidays to you and yours. If these sound like fighting words to you, well bless your heart. We may not all celebrate this season the same way but the most important thing is that we are surrounded by those we love when we do.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat

Leaving you with photos of the latest critter to venture on to our tiny oasis…Einstein. Yet another tiny soul who gives me purpose. And my glimmer for today. ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

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November 26, 2025

day 324

By Kat Myrman 
the gray dawn
. 
fog
far from opaque 
seems
to illuminate
bones of late autumn trees, it feels like
heaven
as I imagine it
enveloped by clouds
such as these,
muted in cool gray

~kat

This morning the fog was so heavy that it lingered long after sunrise. I was able to take a few photos while on my morning walk. It was a beautiful way to start my day.

I typically think of fog as a driving hazard. But on mornings like this, when I don’t need to travel in it, I was able to pause and take in its beauty. I was particularly keen on how lovely the bare autumn trees look enveloped by the fog. What a beautiful glimmer to start my day. I hope wherever you are you have a moment to take in the beauty that surrounds you.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat

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A Pi Prime ~ 11 Poem ~ syllable count per line following the pattern: 3.1415926535

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September 16, 2025

day 257 ~ day late…after sleeping on it…

By Kat Myrman 
memories

past
grievances haunt
me
like unwelcome guests
that I thought I’d buried long ago
stirring
raw emotions
and words left unsaid
it was time…
finally time to heal

~kat

Spend time reminiscing with family and it’s bound to stir up all manner of ghosts from the past. Some memories are wonderful, and some not so. Our heart and mind decides when it’s time to dig up long-buried grievances, and then we have a choice. Shove it back into the grave we sealed it in decades ago, or give it voice, let it air, once and for all address the thing that has been gnawing away pieces of your heart even if, especially if you didn’t remember or realize it was there. 

Well that happened. And it was okay. No longer buried to fester in my subconscious, the healing can begin. This is the beauty and fierce connection of family, of shared blood and DNA. When I say it has been a good visit with my sister it has been all this and more. 

Much love, peace, and glimmers of healing to you. 

~kat✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

As for glimmers, I’ll leave you with this little guy…

Mr. Toad of the Bramlett Mountain Foothills, Messenger of Coming Rain and Emotional and Spiritual Communication…and Healing…fancy that!✨💚✨

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March 27, 2025

day 85

By Kat Myrman
…my dream for 2025…to build a labyrinth…
i still dream
.
time
may be slipping…
while 
winter is lingering
hints of spring quicken my heart and soul
what if
I have another summer
another autumn
to fulfill
dreams still in the wings

~kat

When I was younger I believed the old adage, ‘it’s never too late to…(fill in a dream here)”. It was the motivating nudge I needed to reach for the impossible. But now that I am older, some of those dreams have faded. For the first time in my life, I realize that I may not have the time to reach some of those goals I’ve held deep inside. But just because I am getting on in years doesn’t mean that all those dreams have to die. Not while I am still breathing!

I took the photo above this evening, the setting sun at my back, my house in the distance atop our little hill amidst the trees. I did a wee bit of photo magic to illustrate a particular dream of mine. I want to build my very own labyrinth on our lower 1/2 acre. This is how I imagine it will look…when I’ve completed my spring/summer project.

Yep I’ve a few dreams left unsung…and if the fates allow, I’d best get cracking. I’ve a labyrinth to build!

What dreams are you still waiting to fulfill? Times a-wasting my friend. There is no time like the present to revisit that thing you thought could never happen and make a plan to do it anyway.

I’ll be sure to chronicle the unfolding of my new project here. Yep…I’m gonna do this!

Much love, peace, and dream-filled glimmers to you!

~kat ✨💚✨

Poetry style…pi = 3.1415926535 by syllable.

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