All the Glitters
A few years ago, I first heard the word glimmer when I was neck-deep in the kind of darkness that doesn’t just surround you — it drowns you.
When the air feels heavy. When even breathing feels like effort.
People kept saying sh*t like “look for the good,” and I remember thinking - what the f@ck is good?Because when everything around you feels like it won't get any better than this, and you don’t even trust your own thoughts or feelings, you stop trusting that goodness and light even exist.
But the word glimmer landed differently.
It wasn’t telling me to be positive, or pretend things were peachy, or to fix anything.
It just asked me to notice - the tiniest flicker of something that felt… just not awful.
So, I started small. Really small.
If my glimmer was the way a piece of candy melted on my tongue when I needed comfort — that counted.
If it was a warm cup of coffee that didn’t fix anything but made me pause because that first sip tasted perfect — that counted too.
Even a quick smile from a stranger counted.
They were tiny flickers of light — like fireflies in the pitch black.
And somewhere along the way, something shifted.
I started looking for more.
Maybe out of curiosity, maybe out of rebellion.
But those little flickers were exactly what I needed more of.
Before I realized it, the glimmers multiplied and kept multiplying like baby bunnies.
They showed up in tastes, smiles, colors, flowers, music, small generosities, random kindness.
Sometimes they sparkled right in front of me.
Other days they stayed faint, distant - like glitter you can see but can’t quite touch.
But once I learned how to spot them, I couldn’t unsee them.
They’re everywhere, once you know how to look.
Now, I think of them like scattered confetti.
Some days it’s shiny and wild - a full-blown disco ball of light.
Some days it’s a shimmer in the corner of your eye.
And some days it just drifts by in the wind, a quiet reminder that joy still exists even when you can’t quite reach it.
We all want the rainbows, unicorns, and confetti.
But you don’t always have to chase the sunshine - sometimes it’s enough to find the glitter in the dark.
And maybe that’s the whole point.
To train our eyes - and our hearts - to see beauty that doesn’t ask for attention.
To remember that not all that glitters is gold, but sometimes, it’s exactly the kind of glimmer we need.
What is the last glimmer you saw today?
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