02/19/2026
āØļø Glimmer Moment āØļø
This morning started tight.
Nothing dramatic. Just that low irritation that hums under the surface. I noticed a small people-pleasing moment in myself and felt that familiar frustration ā the āwhy am I still doing that?ā kind.
The litter box needed scooping.
So I scooped it.
Tied up the bag. Took it outside. Cold air. Early light.
And then I heard them.
Honking overhead.
I looked up immediately ā scanning the sky ā and there they were. A full V of geese flying toward the bay.
I didnāt think. I reacted.
I froze. Pointed straight up at them.
āHa! I see you! F**k yeah, baby! Theyāre back!!ā
Full fist pump.
It was instant. The mood shifted.
Nothing in my life changed in that second. I was still me. The pattern I noticed in myself still exists. The day still held responsibilities.
But something opened.
After dropping my daughter off at work, the last stretch of sunrise was still spilling over the bay. I decided to take the scenic route home along the water instead of heading straight back.
I pulled into Red Arrow ā one of my favorite parks since I was a kid.
That space has held a lot lately. A lot of community grief. And I could feel that weight when I got out of the car.
I walked down to the beach.
And I realized Iāve never been on that beach in the winter before.
It felt different. Quiet. Wide. Honest.
I stood there for a while. Took photos. Offered presence for the space and for the town. Nothing dramatic. Just intentional.
And I thought about how the morning had unfolded.
I didnāt wake up inspired.
I didnāt wake up radiant.
I woke up irritated.
And I made small choices.
I cleaned what needed cleaning.
I looked up when I heard something calling.
I took the long way home.
I stopped at the water.
The geese coming back doesnāt mean itās spring tomorrow. There will probably be more snow. More cold. More gray days.
But it does mean something is shifting.
And maybe thatās what glimmers really are ā not the absence of irritation or grief, but the moments where you choose to lift your eyes anyway.
The geese are back.
And this morning, that was enough.