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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.
Sunday, January 01, 2006  

Happy New Year! I'm always so optimistic thinking about new years, clean slates, and beginnings. I have some goals for this year which mostly involve getting my house in order literally and figuratively which means exercise and eating more healthfully. I've calmed down some from the extreme retirement euphoria and have rested from almost 40 years of teaching. I'm getting a handle on my compulsive cluttering and believe this is the year for a metamorphosis! Yes, another promise of a transformation! Cheer me on.

My good friend Charlie who teaches 8th grade English in Maine said this: "No New Year's resolutions here. Not one. I'm into self-satisfied. LOL" Great attitude, Charlie! Love it!

What about you? Any resolutions?

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