Easily Distracted


More than three times a week I find myself shoes still on and jacket fully zipped admits a project I never intended on doing. I am easily distracted.

For example, today I had grandiose (and necessary) plans for the day. Here are the things I did not plan on doing, but throughly exercised:

1) Washing my sheets (to avoid washing my clothes).

2) Walking the loop three times with a dear friend.

3) Buying a pumpkin spice latte and fresh apples at a quaint farmers market.

4) Taking a two-hour nap.

5) Six missed calls.

5) Going to the library and checking-out book on “the meaning of sex” (classic grad school).

6) #5 was nicely was nicely pared with a well-attended parents banquet, in which I took my “theory of sex” books to a dessert table and snagged a few for the road.

7) Spending forty-five minutes on a family’s blog, which left me laughing at my computer and looking forward to family life. Naturally, I was shoes on, jacket zipped.

And here I am, blogging about my distractibility. Jacket is off. Shoes are still on. Baby stepping towards focus.


About Kate

I remember the first time I heard it. A lanky fourteen-year-old that had grown legs, but not an identity, hugging the cold hardwood floor on a hot summer day. The black plastic radio blared the hits today and yesterday. I rested my eyes, trying to push away the heat. I do not remember the songs that proceeded or followed it, but I do remember the grin that broke out when I heard "...she checks out Mozart while she does Taebo." As cliche as it sounds, my young teenage heart found hope in the confident uniqueness of Train's "Drops of Jupiter" mystery woman. I wanted to be her. Well, maybe not her, but someone who lived authentically even if it was slightly puzzling others. I hated the idea of being inconsistant, but her contradictions were not inconsistency, but rather her journey to connecting the very different parts of her life together. They made sense, because she was her. And it even inspired others to question and develop..."reminds me that there is room to grow." Since then, I have been "tracing my ways through the constellations" on a sort of "soul vacation." I have been met and surrounded by a Divine Light, whose love, truth, and justice has pierced the darkness. The drops of Jupiter in my hair are cherish friends, big questions, and unexpected humor. I use this blog as a way to share some of the journey. Thanks for joining in, even if its for a moment. "The true light that gives light to every man was coming into the world." John 1:9

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