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December 7, 2025

day 331

a snapshot in time

clouds parted on night three, the super moon in view
barely capturing her magnificence, a faded photograph
memories capture moments like these more clearly

~kat

The clouds finally moved on and I went outside to take a quick photo. There was fog hovering low, muting my view of the moon behind the trees.

I could have tried for more photos, but the most important thing is that I did see it. I had been so disappointed a few days ago when the full moon was at peak. Fortunately she maintained her brilliance long enough to give me a glimpse of this once every 17 year Super Moon event.

I may not be here when this moon comes back into view. The memories of seeing that big bright moon in the sky on this night will carry through the rest of my days. and who knows…I just might be around next time.

This sweet life is short. If we’re fortunate enough we may experience 80 or so springs, summers, autumns, and winters. That’s not a lot when you think about it. If the fates are kind we will know love, family, friends, and the myriad emotions that color a lifetime of experiences. A photograph barely captures it. But memories are timeless treasures. I’m happy to have witnessed the super moon of December 2025. It’s been a good night.

Much love, peace, and super moon glimmers to you!

~kat

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I took one more snapshot…full sky view. Is t she a beauty!

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November 14, 2025

day 311-314

By Kat Myrman

I have been swept up in the cacophony of life this week. It caught up to me in the middle of the night. And so I thought, this is a perfect time to write. To catch up the missed days when glimmers were hard to come by. With dawn soon emerging and my head a bit clearer I hope to find ground again. Until then…there’s this…

day 311

it’s the noise, overwhelming, never ending, louder, louder
incessant, that rouses me at three am, dreamless nightmares
where the edge looms ever close, the abyss whispering

day 312
it’s the dawn that rescues me, light shimmering in the distance 
just beyond, promising hope enough to keep me in the game
survival, my motivation, insanity encroaching

day 313
how does sand not lose itself into the depths when the tide swells
or flowers, tenderly bloom, never fading, when the rains come, 
even stars glimmer more brightly before fading into dust

day 314
when the end is clearly not clear and the path fades 
when the noise becomes too much, and the tide swells, be like sand shards,
the flowers, and fading stars, hold on til dawn, where hope waits

~kat

A simple single glimmer will do for today…

Much love, light, and glimmers to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

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October 24, 2025

day 295

By Kat Myrman

vespers

here in the mountains all is well, the sun is setting
it’s hard to tell, to imagine the peril we're  in
as I lay me down to sleep, I pray this alt-reality to keep

~kat

Some days, imagined glimmers are all that my heart can muster….we drift toward the light when our hearts are troubled.

Much love, peace and glimmers to you

~kat

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October 8, 2025

day 280

By Kat Myrman

young mothers 

how I remember those long blurry days, the short sleep deprived nights
suburban crawls, toddlers in tow, strollers draped in crocheted lace
young mothers in passing, smiles and nods masking insecurities

if only we knew then that this time would fly by, children grow up
and we grow wise, midst a litany of if only’s and what if’s
to realize how perfectly flawed we were, wouldn’t change a thing

~kat

I don’t have a photographic glimmer to share with you today. This evening’s glimmering moment of zen happened on my evening walk with Gabby. Something caught her fancy and off she darted into the darkness, into the woods that edge our yard. She never does this, usually staying close by…doing her usual business and happily dancing around me once we’re safely back inside, expecting a little treat for being such a good girl!

Tonight I had to go after her, calling for her several times. She ignored me of course which only added to my angst. These woods are not all happy squirrels, butterflies and graceful deer. The predators wander about at night. Coyotes, brown bear, cougars, foxes, screech owls, hawks and other raptors, and snakes. The thought that she might have cornered a skunk…or taken a roll in fresh scat also crossed my mind. I called for her again and saw her white furry self heading toward me. None of my fears were realized, of course. All that concern and fear for nothing. But what if?

We were lucky that whatever she was chasing was not bold enough to turn around and chase her. Once I got her safely inside I stepped out on the porch to take a moment. It’s getting cooler. Just the right temperature and there was a lovely breeze. As you will hear…the wind chimes were singing as an occasional gust tickled its pipes.

From all this, a remembering poem was born. The form I used was a pair of Sijo* stanzas.

You can click on the soundbar below if you want a listen. Windchimes and Crickets on a Breezy Autumn Night!

Much love, peace and glimmers to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

A sijo is a traditional Korean poetic form, characterized by its three-line structure. Each line typically contains 14-16 syllables, resulting in a total of 44-46 syllables for the entire poem. The first line is introduces a theme or situation, the second line develops it, and the third line introduces a twist or unexpected turn, providing the poem’s conclusion.

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July 17, 2025

day 196

By Kat Myrman

as the crow 

we have good neighbors here…we rarely see each other, but
if we need them or they us, we’ve an open border policy
where fences are for leaning while talking about life and the weather

~kat

Living in the hills is a breath of fresh air (literally). Unlike our urban friends whose homes are packed tightly into neighborhoods, with walls and windows mere feet apart, artificially lit by humming street lamps, the scent of exhaust fumes and hot rubber settle in the air, the rural space I call home are green, our neighbors, acres away, rarely seen but occasionally heard on crisp quiet nights when sounds carry in the mist…blips of muffled conversation, laughter, the sound of tires crunching gravel driveways.

It it understood, that we look out for one another. Not in the creepy, peer through shades, nosy neighbor way, filling one’s head with juicy gossip to share at the quick stop. I may only see my neighbors these days a few times a year, but we are community.

Isn’t that what we all want after all? A place to call home, to live out our pursuit of liberty and happiness in peace. Somewhere in this devolution of our humanity we’ve lost our way. It’s ironic to me that living so far from civilization makes me feel less alone than I ever felt in the city. Here where scarce neighbors are neighborly and kindness is an unspoken code.

much love, peace, and glimmers of community to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

Sijo

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