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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.
 
Wednesday, November 20, 2002  
Moons and Dysfunction

Jill pointed out there was a full moon last night and not a good time to take cats to the vet. I never manage to keep up with all that but did notice how beautiful it was when I picked up Columbo. It was huge and golden. Is that a Harvest Moon? I read about blue moons and understand that concept now, but don't know as much about moons in general as I'd like. I missed the meteor shower other night (morning) too. I've never seen one but hope to eventually.

It was a stressful day for Columbo yesterday and he did pretty well when he got home. I've been concerned about him for quite some time now because he's been pulling out his fur and leaving little tufts of it around the house. He did this before I got sick, so it's not all that. At first I thought it was a flea allergy and he quit after having Frontline again. However, he started doing it again which is why I wanted help getting rid of his fur mats. I thought he was trying to get rid of them and that might be what was happening. Last night he bit and pulled out part of his tail since that's the only long fur he has now. I hope it was because of his stressful day and won't be a pattern. If so, we can hope TLC helps so he won't have to be on kitty prozac.

Cats pick up on emotions from their people, so I've expected some reactions from these since I've run the gamut and am also home most of the time now and not at work. They show some signs but partly because I'm not interesting enough for them, and they get bored. Teaching for over 30 years has helped me deal with that response. I used to tell my classes that tapes of my lectures were available in the lobby for insomniacs.

It's always been such a comfort knowing I grew up in a functional, loving, supportive family. Brian grew up well-adjusted too. Now, however, I have a dysfunctional cat family. Life is interesting!

12:17:00 PM



 
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