Harlow slept in a little this morning.
She knows her mama needs some sleep.
The house is quiet as she naps, but I hear Mozart playing from one floor up. It reminds me of the years I would fall asleep listening to Suzuki cassette tapes: will they lull you to sleep in a few years too, baby girl? Will you love music like your mama does?
Today was warm–almost hot–but I was told it’s supposed to be 50 degrees colder very soon. I don’t do well with Pittsburgh winters, so the praying begins now.
Harlow + I had lunch with this girl. She is incredibly talented and has a beautiful heart. In just a short time, I left feeling inspired + encouraged.
[I’m also anxiously awaiting the arrival of their new pup: a newfoundland.]
My coffee is cold, and I need to go heat it up. One sec.
Back. Coffee is hot.
I’m sitting at my kitchen table, but I’m facing a blank, unpainted wall–well, I guess it’s painted, just painted white. I really should face the other direction, so I can see my collage wall.
It is much more enjoyable to look at.
And I still want to share the details of that wall with you soon. It makes me smile each time I pass it, and I’ve been caught staring at it on occasion.
Ouch. Coffee is on the verge of boiling. Oops.
My to-do list is long, and I’m learning how to be productive–yet still somehow rest–in harmony.
That being said, I’m about to go tackle that list. Including one line item of refinishing the midcentury desk I thrifted that currently sits in our basement.
[Andy will be so thankful when the dining room table isn’t my desk. I will be too.]
My brain has been moving quickly for the past week or so: new ideas, new thoughts, new everything.
I’ve been singing more and playing piano more. Now I need to remove the dust on my guitar.
Lately I’ve been caught in a juxtaposition of inspiration and regret. I’ll explain it more when I understand it more. I’m still trying to figure it out.
I’m not a big fan of buzz words, but I have one right now.
Season.
I’m not sure how long this current season will last, and I truly believe there many occurring all at once. Some will last for sometime, while others end quickly and new seasons begin. It’s like living in Minnesota, New Zealand, Italy, and Brazil: all at once.
When I think about these seasons, I want to make the most of them all. I don’t want a season to pass without learning and changing and growing, but I don’t know if that’s possible
—or if that is always the purpose.
And maybe I’ve got it all wrong. But today, I just needed to sit. and write. and drink my coffee through a straw.
Many of you have commented on the belt that I wore during the Influence Conference.
I call it my Grandma Chic Belt. Because admit it: it sort of looks like a vintage couch.
An amazing vintage couch.
The belt is designed and made by artisan women in South America. And because of Threads of Hope, these women are able to provide for their families.
The great news for my Pittsburgh people: you can purchase beautiful Threads of Hope products at St. Stephen’s church Saturday evening + Sunday morning.
Seasons. Yes. I know about these. I have a few going on right now too that I am trying very had to listen to and figure out what their purpose is for me. I am learning that being patient and quiet is not my strong suit. Maybe that is why these seasons are here for me.
Much love, friend.
Oh Katie, you are speaking my language: Patience + quiet? Ugh. two things I DEFINITELY need to work on. love you. you are such a blessing to me
Oh, seasons. Ohio winters have been sprodically strange lately – like they can’t decide if they want to be warm or cold or snowy or not. I hope we get a good fall, a good snow fall, and then, spring!
Haha! I know, right? It’s like the seasons we have throughout the year are mirroring the crazy personal/internal seasons that we experience!
i am totally going through several seasons right now too – i think that’s become the norm since having a baby. it makes me really sit back and examine my life, my motives, how i live out my faith, everything. but i’m thankful for the mess and the confusion and the realization of purpose from it all! as always God is good!
Yes! And we live in such a fast-paced society – you really have for force yourself to sit and examine – even for a few minutes!
He certainly, certainly is!!
xoxo
I wanna drink coffee with you!
our home is open!! Come on over! ps: did you know we went to Vancouver for our “babymoon?”
FOR YOUR BABYMOON? HOW ABOUT YOUR “COME NOW PLEASE” MOON? :)
No but seriously. I look up seat sales all the time. When I spot one I’ll book. :)
Hi, Kacia! I’m doing a lot of reflecting about seasons (and I’m currently writing an eBook about that very topic!). I’ve been learning how to make the most of every season and be used by the Lord in all seasons. It isn’t always easy–especially when we feel restless for a new season to begin. Thanks for sharing!
P.S. Are those belts available for purchase online anywhere? I would just love to get one. Yours is beautiful, and what a wonderful cause! :-)
ebook! Exciting!! I’m sending you an email about the belt! xo
Maybe part of this season is learning to enjoy the blank wall. Because darn if I’m not always try to fuss up that wall.
Happy weekend, friend.
you are so, so, so wise, my friend.
I love that. and now I don’t want to hang anything on that wall.
Where in S America is threads of hope? You could start a business down there too!!
I’m not sure! In a few countries, I believe. But I could be wrong! Haha – not sure I’m looking to start a business in South America – I’ll support yours though!
Girl, I totally feel you! I have heard the word “seasons” so much since having Luke and I can’t tell you how often I feel like I’m looking longingly at seasons past or hopeful at seasons to come… It’s very hard for me as a “doing” mom to just sit and BE in the current season. And I too have a blank wall in my house still… maybe you can help me think of something to put there? it’s driving me nuts!
Yes! I think this whole “seasons” thing is DEFINITELY one that hits harder after children!
and oh…um – i have SO many blank walls – I’m the slowest decorator EVER!
I totally get where you’re coming from! The seasons of my life are all over the place, just trying to get strength from the words and amazing blogs such as yours to get me through.
Oh Rebecca! I am so humbled to read your comment – I really don’t belong in an ‘amazing blog’ category – anything amazing is not from me.
So encouraged by you!
xoxo
K
Love you. Having a seasons perspective is so good.
I am so thankful for you. So thankful. Is it weird that I want to figure out a new word, since “seasons” seems to have picked up steam? But it really defines the perspective I want-and need – to have so well!
xo
Hi Kacia. I really enjoyed reading this heartfelt, honest post. Your little baby H is gorgeous. Do you think she could explain to my baby girl how to sleep in when mama needs a few extra zzz’s? Love the “couch” belt too. It’s a one-of-a-kind sort of style staple. Visiting you from Casey Leigh tonight.