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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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Tuesday, December 23, 2003  
Winter Solstice

Winter is officially here and longer days are beginning. I can't help but think about a friend who said she got married on the longest night of the year but was complaining about it.

I like having four seasons and experiencing the changes with each even though fall and spring are my favorites. I lived in Charleston, SC, for a few years and missed the colors of fall, trees that lose their leaves and are uncluttered with Spanish moss, snow, and hills. There were two seasons there - hot and muggy or cool and damp. I enjoyed living in Virginia Beach. It was really neat seeing snow on the beach and experiencing how different the ocean feels in the winter.

We all have a sense of place where we feel at home and the weather suits our clothes. There's something about central Arizona that I love. I discovered that low humidity is the secret of happiness. I feel so good there, have energy, can breathe, and am fascinated by the way it looks. When I retire, I'd like to spend more time there. There's England of course and those other places I liked on our trip to Europe. Going back there is something else I hope to do. There's nothing like experiencing a place and learning about it by being there.

I like the lush greeness of Tennessee which is the result of all this humidity. Ironic, I guess. My family and many friends are here, so it's home. I'm not sure about my sense of place. Perhaps I need to travel more.

11:50:00 AM



 
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