I can't think when I'm busy. Some people find a certain kind of clarity when they're under a deadline. I always imagine it must be like Neo in The Matrix, seeing bullets and fast-flying kicks in extreme slow motion and being able to choose his response in plenty of time. Not me. The crazier things get the more I want to shut everything down so I can think and focus.
Today I made a conscious choice to sit quietly during the kids' quiet time with no distractions but a ball of eggplant purple yarn and a crochet hook. I'm usually so thankful for some time sans kids that I'm madly multitasking in an attempt to accomplish my to-do list. But today I sat, counting stitches, thinking about the last week or two, contemplating options for Grace's schooling next year, praying for friends, visualizing next summer's garden, and letting my mind rest.
For me, living life thoughtfully involves a fair amount of choosing to do nothing. (Not even washing windows covered in little finger, nose, and lip prints.)
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