|
| |
|
|
| |
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
|
|
|
|
Joy's Updates - Straight from the Horse's Mouth.
|
|
| |
Friday, May 02, 2003
Sigh
I guess I'll go back and teach two more years. It makes me feel sad thinking about it because I really wanted to be able to retire; however, the job situation out there is pretty bad now. I've been on sick leave which means that I haven't felt up to actively searching for a new job. I'm beginning to feel like doing it, but there isn't much time left, so I suppose it's back to the salt mines. I wish I could feel more enthusiastic about it but thinking about magazine drives, float building, lesson plans, being in charge of behavior, grading papers, and all that goes with teaching makes me tired and anxious. I feel better physically but am emotional from all this and still face some more treatment this month. Oh well, I'm just glad I was able to have this time off to get over what I've been through. No way could I have kept teaching during all this. I don't know how others have done it.
Anyone want to offer me a job?
7:17:00 PM
|
|
| |
|
|
|
