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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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Tuesday, June 29, 2004
Weirdities
Yes, I made up a word.
We were discussing odd quirks, irrational fears, and strange beliefs (because of characters in fiction) in class when one of the creative writing students said she didn't like odd numbers and had to put settings on even numbers. I thought this was strange until I noticed that I do this too. Today while driving home and it was barely raining, I kept adjusting the intermittent setting on the winshield wipers and noticed that I kept putting it on even numbers. I do this with the volume on the TV, temperature control, and other things, so I guess I don't like odd numbers either.
Irrational fears at the top of my list are those trenches in the ocean, especially the Marianas Trench which is the deepest part of any ocean. It's almost 7 miles deep - over 7,000 ft deeper than Mt. Everest is high. I can't read about it without freaking out. My breathing, heart rate, toes (curling), eyes (widening), and everything are affected. Two men actually went all the way to the bottom of it in the Trieste. Horrors!! The Pacific Ocean has many trenches as this map indicates, but they are everywhere. This is why I'd rather fly over oceans than travel by ship. If the plane crashes, I'd be dead on impact instead of drowning. I guess I'd still fall to the bottom of the ocean which would be terrifying if I were at all conscious. This gives me nightmares. I definitely have to stay away from Guam.
Another irrational fear happens when a driver in front of me throws a cigarette out the car window because I think my car will blow up when I drive over it. Too many TV shows and movies, I guess. Yet, I think I'm fairly well-adjusted. Denial or delusion?
OK, I've confessed. Now what about you?
5:40:00 PM
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