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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


Joy's Updates - Straight from the Horse's Mouth.
Monday, December 19, 2005  
'Tis the Season

Gifts. Shopping. Rushing. Food. Family. Juggling time and location. Yes, it's the Christmas season again! In our family we've gone from everyone's giving gifts to everyone else to drawing names to now giving gifts to the little ones and our immediate family members. This has simplified that part of it, and we now open gifts on Christmas Eve instead of Christmas morning because Brian's generation has other places to go. We still have the big country ham breakfast Christmas morning, and some of us stick around and others go to other family member's homes. Things change with the difference in family dynamics. I miss what used to be, enjoy what is, and wonder about future celebrations now that I'm in the grandmother category.

According to this article, gift cards are cop-outs. I can see their point, but I've given them for people who are hard to buy for and for those I know like a certain place or have a hobby I don't understand. Is it a disappointment to receive a gift card? Does it keep people from learning to give and accept gifts graciously? It is an easy way out but depends on the people involved. I like getting gift cards, especially when they are for a place I like to shop or for some service that I do anyway (like for my massage therapist and movies). Gifts are given to show someone we like, appreciate, and care about someone and reflect our thoughtfulness in recognizing who they are and what warms their hearts and makes them smile (or laugh).

What do you think?

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