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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.
Wednesday, March 14, 2007  
Life as I Know It

I thought teaching was sedentary until I work at the vitamin place when Jim is off. I'm there by myself for eight hours with customers coming in sporadically. I'm in that one room all day without much movement except for going to the mailbox and taking out the trash. Occasionally products arrive that I have to price and shelve. I vacuum, clean, and restock the refrigerator with water. Otherwise, I'm there working crossword puzzles, reading, and listening to books on tape while sitting in a chair. It's like being in solitary confinement in some ways since I can't leave. At least with teaching I had long halls to walk down. I was standing while teaching and moving around the room. I was more active and could tell the difference. Let this be a lesson to me to me. I'm not sure what that means except that I need to get to the gym on a regular basis.

6:13:00 PM

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