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The Waking
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I cannot go.
We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Of those so close beside me, which are you?
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,
And learn by going where I have to go.
Light takes the Tree, but who can tell us how?
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Great Nature has another thing to do
To you and me; so take the lively air,
And, lovely, learn by going where to go.
This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.
What falls away is always. And is near.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I learn by going where I have to go.
--Theodore Roethke
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Joy's Updates - Straight from the Horse's Mouth.
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Wednesday, August 21, 2002
Butch
My brother Butch (for those of you who don't know) went in this morning for an angiogram since he was having pains in his chest at work yesterday. Janelle called Mother, and they've taken him to St. Thomas for balloon surgery because of two blockages. Mother didn't go to Horizon this morning, but Sarah Ann drove her to St. Thomas so they can be there this afternoon. He's had some problems with this before and got the heart disease genes in the family. I got the leukemia/lymphoma genetic predisposition. I had to make mine sound fancier.
I'm concerned about Butch. It's so hot in there where he works hard physically. He and Janelle are always lifting things and doing too much, too. I know it's much better to be active and exercise but worry about them anyway. I hate for Butch and me both to be going through things at the same time, but Mother rises to any occasion. I'm watching and checking on her all through this too. I'll let you know when I hear anything.
1:01:00 PM
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