autumn leaves . streams of morning light cast a tawny hue through my window, full autumn’s spectacle in view orange, gold, burgundy too soon winds will come winter trees naked in the snow
~kat
More glimmers from this weekend…Autumn in her fullness!
What’s something you believe everyone should know.
open minds
never stop learning we don’t know what we don’t know fools insist they do
~kat
I attended a social event recently. The table conversation was quite enlightening and disturbing. (I didn’t say much…just listened). People declared such outrageous things with such confidence and assurance of validity of their truth! It was shocking. Their remarks were right out of a certain propaganda playbook. I used to think that intelligent people surely saw right through the lies and what’s happening in our country and the world. But I was mistaken in that assumption. My wife corrected me when we spoke about it after I got back home.
“Educated does not always mean intelligent,” she remarked. Wow! That perfectly explained it. There’s a reason I limit my time in public and prefer the company of deer, squirrels, crows, and trees.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!
~kat
Today’s glimmer is the view out my window as I work. I love autumn! 🍂🍁✨💚✨🍁
the elephant is sitting in the middle of the room having left its corner though no one seemed to notice… an elephant is no small thing but we were distracted by flying monkeys and rats, so many rats, termites gnawing through the walls, ants and roaches reducing the foundation to dust it was the elephant in the middle of the room… an elephant is no small thing, perched on a pedestal, a blue ball balanced vicariously on his snout that held our attention as the walls came tumbling down
~kat
I need a glimmer. When this happens I head to the hills…(out my back door) and dear Mother Nature draws me in. She’s fading these days into gold, orange and crimson, as if to say, kat, what you really need is a good long nap. I’m not entirely convinced that is a good idea with winter’s blight closing in. But she shushes me with a lullaby as soft as new fallen snow, and whispers as I drift to sleep…spring is coming.
and just like that…in my dreams the circus disappeared, as circuses do, leaving only sawdust in its wake…
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you. ~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
she is I refuse to dwell on who she was… strong, full of life, because she is all of that still though muted by adversity the injustice of incompetence of a system that values profit over people, bottom lines over excellence a system that moves on from oops to oh well…good luck…next… there’s nothing more we can do for you
these days, she lives with unbearable, relentless pain these days, she still manages to smile, to give, to care, I have thought, and even said out loud on occasion, I don’t know how she does it but that’s not true, I know… because she is… strong, full of life, and that is all you or me, or anyone needs to know
~kat
My wife has CRPS brought on by an act of medical neglect…incompetence, that has changed our life and plans forever. They call CRPS the suicide disease. For a reason.
Over the past several years as we have made our way through the stages of grief for what we thought was our plan for the future, to settling in to what I had called the new normal. Silly me. There is nothing normal about living with a debilitating disease that brought everything that we thought we knew to a full stop. It has taken a while for us to realize that while everything changed around us, we didn’t. In fact, we grew stronger.
These days, I’ve stopped looking back, determined to make each moment count. Like everyone we have bad days and good. These days the good days taste even sweeter, and glimmer even brighter…because…life.-
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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