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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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Friday, August 23, 2002
Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow?
Well, it's happening. My hair is starting to come out. I can brush it or run my fingers through it and lose quite a bit. Guess it's wig time. I was really hoping my hair would stay in there since it makes it so much easier to be seen. All this must really be working which is probably why I feel so bad.
They told Butch he could come home tomorrow and go on and do whatever he's been doing. That means physical things, not smoking. They'll have him back to discuss diet and lifestyle changes. It sounds as if everything went really well. What a relief!
12:31:00 AM
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