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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.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008  
What's Wrong With This Caption?


OK, I'll tell you one thing wrong with this caption. First, there are no repentant cats. They do not experience guilt. If they look as if they feel guilty, it's an act to get what they want. They learn what works and do it if necessary, but mostly they feel entitled and expect to be served by their mere humans. The cat in this picture is probably upset because something is not going its way. Brigit looks this way when I won't cooperate with her and when it rains. She hates that.

They make demands and do what they want to, which brings us to the part that is right with this picture. Cats do not share. If they deigned to bake, they would keep it all unless they decided it wasn't good enough for them. Then a cat will walk away without ever looking back. It's their way. I've learned all this from living with cats (usually one or two at a time) for a few decades. Btw, this cat looks like my blonde diva when she was younger and in her Brigit McBeal phase, then made the transition into being Brigit Hilton, before the fully-blown stage she's in now of Brigit Dion-Lo Streisand. Oh yes, they are cute and cuddly, and then they have us where they want us from then on. Gotta love 'em and I do.

Co-dependent dogs are grateful for anything you do for them and are loyal to a fault. I've never had a dog for a pet because they are too much work. This might explain a lot about me and the men I've chosen to spend time with, but we won't go there.

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