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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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Monday, June 14, 2004
ADD & SD
I've been thinking about this and decided what it's about is that I'm taking a break from cancer. That's why I didn't want to participate in the Relay for Life. First of all, I have a short attention span, so having to deal with something for this long is too much for me. I'm moving on. Just posting what I did yesterday about PTSD made me feel better - sort of got it out in the open so it could leave.
Sometimes I can't remember what season we're in. I call it Seasonal Dyslexia. Usually I'm in the car when this happens but not always. I'll look out the window and for a blank moment have no idea if it's getting ready to be winter or fall or whatever. I look around for clues and try to decide when it is. You'd think this would be easier than it is, but at that moment I can't decide if leaves and blooms are coming or going. I never know when it will strike, and it doesn't last too long. I thought everybody did it until I asked around and got weird looks. So far I've only found one other person who admits being this way, too.
4:14:00 PM
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