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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, July 06, 2008  

I worked at my very part-time job Wednesday afternoon and all day Thursday and Saturday. I work at a vitamin & supplement store owned by a reflexologist and his wife now and then. I fill in sometimes when Zela needs some time off and about three times a year for weekends. They like for me to be there when they go out of town. In fact, when I first retired, I worked in June in a summer program for students who were making up courses they'd failed. My last day was Wednesday, and I worked Thursday through Saturday at Feet & More. I'd been going to Jim for reflexology for years, so when they asked what I was planning to do when I retired and I answered that I'd probably get a part-time job, they made me an offer. What I like to do is sell things to people who know what they want. I've learned quite a bit about what various supplements do but don't like to practice medicine and pharmacy without a license. Jim is an encyclopedia, but I'm a post-it note.

When I got there Saturday morning, twelve insects were lying on their backs on the floor. I looked online and can't find one that looks just like these but think they are some kind of beetle (maybe a tiger beetle). All but two of them were dead and those were not quite dead. I swept them out the door. They had shiny green bodies but weren't June bugs.

Mother and I went to eat Friday and did some running around. Then today we went to Murfreesboro to see my cousin Sally. We all went to the nursing home to visit Mae (Mother's 90 year old sister who is two years older than Mother). She was having a sleepy day and really didn't know we were there. We'll go again and hope she has a day like Sally said she had yesterday. The place is impressive - so clean, no nursing home smell at all and no smell at all really. The staff is good, and we all feel so good about her being there.

We stopped at a mall on our way home and bought some things on sale. They are now phasing out Hickory Hollow Mall, which disturbs me. I hate this. What happens to dead malls?

I'm finally going to see Sex and the City tomorrow.

11:43:00 PM

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