We glitter like

Through words spoken
pieces of glitter like sparkling stars
can never litter
in their joyful beauty,
cascading shine beneath the sphere of lives
always seeing that which stands
before in goodness
we bask in the reflection of sincerity.
Life passes like a shooting glow
streaking past as we try so hard
to hold onto the tail of the comet,
reliving our youth
science fiction double features
we laughed and cried and sang along,
never knowing why but living alive
in that moment as we looked around
realizing we are all so different
yet not so very apart,
gathering the belongings of our upbringing
we moved like hobos for the exit
stage right or wrong
we knew something was waiting
just beyond the door,
another night
another show
always new and different
but the soul never changed
as the curtain fell,
somewhere there would be a light
over at that special place
where the good times never seemed to end.

She shone in glitter

I never like my smile. It’s not a bad smile, it’s just not one of those award-winning ones that you see everyone else possess. But I have been coming to conclusions recently, taking time to do what is necessary for me, time to ponder the deeper things in life that matter. This image was taken on our anniversary coming out of the restaurant where we had our wedding dinner. It was snowing, which for Western New York in February is not a rare occurrence at all and now that I live where it seems to be hot and sunny every day, I know that images like these will now also be a rare occurrence. I had my picture taken today sitting next to Santa Claus.


The town I reside in was doing a Christmas in July thing today and tomorrow and I found him sans red shirt cooling down holding his bucket of candy canes (and showing his tattoos…who knew?). I smiled and had so much fun just talking with these “transplants” from Wisconsin (Santa and Mrs C) and I felt wonderful just being amongst these people, not caring if I took a good pic or not. Hubby took the pic of course as I’m obviously not a fan of selfies…When we got home I perused the images on the card and downloaded a few and thought, what the hell, why not. I like this picture. It is a reminder of happy days, not that I don’t have a lot of happy days but to see my smile, well, it made me smile. I felt glittery there, almost and if not as good as I felt today. Why the change? I think it’s perspective. To stop caring what others may think, to start doing what I choose to do and not what is expected. I feel as if lately a load has been lifted off of me and it feels amazing. Oh, and I was a mermaid too today.


Darn, that was just too fun. Now you won’t catch me posting these on FB as I refuse to be one of “those” people, but here at WP where my friends are just so caring and loving, I thought I would present myself to you. (Get it, present? Christmas in July) okay, enough. I think what I really want to say is I don’t want to go out of this world ever worrying about what I should have done, what I would do differently. So damn people, I choose to be a mermaid, a Christmas kid at heart and a girl who shines like glitter. And I’m not sorry…perhaps a poem tomorrow but for today, lots of me, me wonderful me….God I’m having fun. Join me, won’t you? Let’s see your happy post of your award-winning smiles and fun caught on film. Trust me, you won’t be sorry (at least I hope not) plus you know I’m gonna like it of course. Because you are beautiful! Yeah, lets spread more of that now okay? Post a link in the comments with your favorite selfie….I dare you, I double dog dare you! I’ll be waiting.

Path to peace

Changes moving us along this life’s path

Weaving in and out while stopping to pick

Beautiful blooms and memories

And we see the horizon,

Often wondering if we’ll ever get there,

Getting by

Enjoying the journey

One step at a time.

We walk alone,

Yet side by side through each day

And each night that leaves us spent and weary

We settle down to sleep below the cosmos,

The magnificent stars that guide

Awakening at the moment before dawn 

Excited for new challenges,

New faces to encounter

New stories to create out of the magic of the road,

Slow and steady

Moving along

Leaving only shadows in our wake.

Shining light

This life moves us gently, rocking on the small waves of a quiet bay. Light glitters and shines, reflecting moments as we stop for awhile and just absorb the ebb and flow, riding the energy of the earth.

Like a spark of light that gives hope, or a simple word of support to guide along, the rocking water holds us softly, and it feels like a lullaby alive, smooth and carefree beneath the sun on a cool morning, washing each care away as we watch the passing ships go by, their wake slowing as they near and I wonder where they are going to, smiling faces rushing by on their way to wider ocean water, where they will ride the waves that crash, yet here, right now we are enclosed between mangrove trees with their roots holding them to the bottom, keeping them from falling away.

There is peace here, a hundred silver flecked fishes slapping the water ahead, making tiny splashing sounds to alert their presence as they too perhaps reach for the light, the shining place above. I breathe in and out as I glide, as I move unencumbered by the hurried pace of the day to day, by the thoughts that intrude that have somehow now slipped away to a place under the sea that we ride, you and I, shining.

Our first day today kayaking on the bay, seeing the fish below and moving silently through the mangroves, feeling the gentle sway as we rock on ripples, ah, sweet peace found.

Cosmic wanderings

Waking from a sleepless dream

A thousand stars colliding in unison

Cosmic wanderings of a moving soul

Awake to the beauty of it all.

I’ve lived in skies of purple 

Sipped from the haze of a lazy sun

Drowned myself in the oceans of love

And floated so high above.

Days go past like trains on rails

And I feel the edges wearing into smooth

The bumps seem less shattering

And the highs seem so low

When filtering through the dust of a cosmic miracle.

Reborn in the mind and soul it seems

Everything is here and still in between

The days and nights and twillight scenes

Captured in the every day dream.

I read the words of the universe

Then let it free like a kite on a string

To fly into somewhere on the ethereal stream

Above and beyond


I received this letter from the universe the other day and loved it so I thought I’d share….if you don’t get the love letters from the universe, you should….Monday thru Friday my days are brighter…(TUT.com) letters from the universe.

It’s so tempting, Kimberly, to look at your present life situation, at whom you’re with, at where you work, at what you have and have not, and think to yourself, “This was obviously meant to be… I’m here for a reason.” And to a degree, you’d be right. But you are where you are because of the thoughts you used to (and may still) think, and so you are where you are to learn that this is how life works — NOT because it was meant to be. 
Don’t give away your power to vague or mysterious logic. Tomorrow is a blank slate in terms of people, work, and play, because it, too, will be of your making. You will again have that sense that it was meant to be, no matter who or what you’ve drawn into your life. Nothing is meant to be, Kimberly, except for your freedom to choose and your power to create. 

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Music plays on gentle winds

Peace beckons all to come within

As she sits below the Spanish moss

Whiling away her day in beautiful thoughts.

The sun does shine on metal bars

That sing of mermaids near and far

A gift of heart hung in loving care

To catch the peace that’s waiting there.

It has no name again it seems

Just simple thoughts of magic dreams

And the ocean close yet far away

She knows she will return someday.

The angel wings whisper through this piece

To sing of joy, of souls release

And a twinkling tune for me to hear

To let me know that she is here.

I thank you friend for gifts from afar

For love and guidance and words that lift,

For the number one lady in a front row seat.

I thank you truly Kat from this soul complete.

A beautiful gift that finally found its perfect place to play its peaceful tune, where I sit and listen to the Angels that play, with wings of wind, ah such joy they bring. Thank you again dear Kat for the amazingly musical gift. Always, my mermaid muse of the desert and sea.

Life designs

Into the state of endless bliss,

Life designs a piece of art

And it is there in each shining moment

Where we live fully, completely.

Upon a blank canvas we fill

Our boards with wishes and dream

Of magical things and places

Taking up spaces as we tell the sky

Our deepest desires.

We shine like stars as we become

The culmination of things we’ve thought,

Of kind words said

Banishing hate instead

Into the world we fly higher

Raising up others is the way to the sky.

Gold and silver buttons

We find along the way

Living in our day to day yet searching

Beneath the unexpected dream to find

The little things we’ve left behind

We’re nothing really after all

For the memory is pinned on  our memories wall

And so we gaze upon all the joys

The bliss

The shining things we didn’t miss

Because we loved it all.

Thoughts in a moment feeling flow and peace as the little glistening flecks fell upon my windshield, reminding me of happy dancing stars for my heart to smile upon.


I have seen the pieces

Ice in sunshine falling

Twinkling gifts from the sky

Beauty knows no season

Where she does not reside.

Catching sparkles so light

Disappears at contact

Touching the essence left.

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A time of blessings

Voices across miles

Words like paper dolls

Cut this way and that to make a reflection

Of this life’s perfection.

Time and space holds the wonder

Of others who bleed through verse,

Who often wonder if cursed

By the need to fill the world

With beautiful things.

Around me blue skies turn grey

Then tomorrow slip into sunshine

Every other day,

Moods and emotion

We all feel it,

We share the common thread

Because we are human

And it is enough

To love and share,

To be glad to see you out there

Reading these simple words

Just to say I feel so blessed

To be in this moment

Riding the cosmic marble

Round and round

Riding along with you virtually by my side.

Shine on

Thoughts and dreams polished
By years of light and space
Tripping over spaces
Cobblestone worn
By faceless forms moving about
On their journey.
Highs and lows
Each different and unique
To the soul that treads
And the wheels hiccup with each turn
Moving forward
Shining on.
Who came before
And travelled these images,
Who smoothed the edges that fragmented,
Keeping safe from the sharpness
That slices this life open
Spilling sweat and oil
Buffing in once more
Giving a glistening hue
As rains falls beading
And sliding soundlessly down
Like a river through the path
Of mortar.

I dreamt last night of cobblestone streets and for some reason the image refused to fade even hours later….and so this piece from a bumpy mind this fine cool morning.