By Theodore Rothke<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\n\nI wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I have to go.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Great Nature has another thing to do
To you and me; so take the lively air,
And, lovely, learn by going where to go.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
The title of this blog comes from Rothke’s poem, The Waking<\/em>. My daughter died on May 16th, 2019. When I was in the hospital with her, this poem kept rolling in my head, over and over. “This shaking keeps me steady. I should know. What falls away is always. And is near.” That describes how I felt. I was shaking inside. I had things to do…decisions to make for Beck. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Growing up, I relied on books and poetry to help me understand life. As an English teacher, I taught my students to write their thoughts and feelings. This blog is for Rebecca Maria Gonzalez. I woke up this morning feeling like I may forget her, and I got scared. I’m going to write my thoughts and share photos–for you, but mostly for me, so I can look back and remember my girl. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" By Theodore Rothke I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. I feel my fate in what I cannot fear. I learn by going where I have to 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 … Continue reading “The Waking”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":42,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-39","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-about-beck"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/navejar.com\/Beck\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/39","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/navejar.com\/Beck\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/navejar.com\/Beck\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/navejar.com\/Beck\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/navejar.com\/Beck\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=39"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/navejar.com\/Beck\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/39\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":213,"href":"https:\/\/navejar.com\/Beck\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/39\/revisions\/213"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/navejar.com\/Beck\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/42"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/navejar.com\/Beck\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=39"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/navejar.com\/Beck\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=39"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/navejar.com\/Beck\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=39"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}