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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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Saturday, August 16, 2003
Blogs
It's funny how we're all in our own realities. I'll casually mention in conversation that I wrote about something in my blog. When I get a blank stare, I realize that they are as unaware of all this as I was before Amy Nickens encouraged me to write one. When she brought it up, I told her I didn't have anything to say (which as most of you know has never stopped me from talking). Then when I had news I wanted others to know, it helped to have this outlet. It also gave me someone to babble to while I wasn't teaching. Now that I'm back in school standing there feeling like Charlie Brown's teacher while a group of teenagers are tuning me out, I find that I need this even more. What's been so encouraging is to know some people read it and care what I have to say. (well, most of the time anyway) The interaction of the comments is fun. I enjoy the exchanges in the Social Studies Department workroom during lunch and am glad to be there at Creek Wood. There's just something about the blog world that I enjoy, too, and want to continue.
10:13:00 AM
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