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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, May 07, 2003
Teaching
I've been getting excited about teaching again and am looking forward to some ideas I'd like to try with classes. I think part of the way I felt had to do with going back to work after being off a long time. This is the most time at home I've had since Brian was a baby. I've needed it, too. Physically I feel much better. I wish my neck could be itself again, but it won't ever be the same. Parts of it hurt, part is numb, and the lymphedema and scar tissue make it stiff and tight and affect my shoulder and chest, too. The emotional part will take longer to get over.
This weather we've been having is scary. Tornadoes have killed people and destroyed homes and towns. Some people have died in floods too. It keeps raining and blowing.
5:13:00 PM
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