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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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Friday, August 11, 2006
New Post on Other Blog
Jackie has written a new post on our other blog. For a very long time Jackie and I have said that racism exists everywhere. If the South had a monopoly on racism and ignorance, I'd move. She already did but not for that reason. It's more overt in the South. You know where you stand with people by what they say and how they act. In other parts of the country, they are sneakier about it, but it's still there. Large cities are segregated with little pockets of different nationalities living in communities with their own shops, restaurants, etc. Some of them never know much about anyone else except on television. In smaller towns, we get to know each other as people instead of stereotypes even though the ethnic mix isn't as varied. We still have a long way to go as Jackie's post indicates.
Mister Rogers: We want to raise our children so that they can take a sense of pleasure in both their own heritage and the diversity of others.
1:31:00 PM
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