I wrote this shortly after Richard (my husband of 43 years) was diagnosed with prostate cancer:<\/i><\/p>\n
The Power of Contradictions <\/strong> <\/em><\/p>\n I walk \u2013 down the road of life. We give freely, My heart is full of love. Knowing \u2013<\/p>\n Each rock makes me Lighter, I feel Strong, I go with it. There is no One Truth, Destination?<\/p>\n As all whirl around us, it whirls within, The Witch <\/strong> <\/em><\/p>\n The witch She flies around The cave is the prostate, of course She now has a job The webs from the spiders are everywhere And gets to work<\/p>\n For Richard: <\/strong> <\/em><\/p>\n I\u2019m on a Roller Coaster Ride. I wrote this shortly after Richard (my husband of 43 years) was diagnosed with prostate cancer: The Power of Contradictions I walk \u2013 down the road of life. I see Continue Reading →<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[5],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/zittastubstad.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/210"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/zittastubstad.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/zittastubstad.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/zittastubstad.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/zittastubstad.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=210"}],"version-history":[{"count":48,"href":"https:\/\/zittastubstad.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/210\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":486,"href":"https:\/\/zittastubstad.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/210\/revisions\/486"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/zittastubstad.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=210"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/zittastubstad.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=210"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/zittastubstad.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=210"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nI see \u2013 green, I feel \u2013 hope.
\nI reach \u2013
\nfor the calm.
\nThere is no separation.
\nWe are One \u2013 “the road of life” and I.
\nAs One, we urge ourselves onward \u2013
\ntowards the next bend.
\nWe see \u2013 together :
\nThe Beauty,
\nThe Love,
\nWhich is life.<\/p>\n
\nLimitlessly,
\nas a flowing creek.
\nThere is no beginning \u2013 no end.<\/p>\n
\nNow \u2013 heavy. \u2013
\nMy road of life is Rocky.
\nI pick up a Rock, \u2013 I do not stumble;
\nI caress, touch, feel that Rock,
\nI place it in my heart,
\nTuck it in.
\nGo on,
\nTo the next \u2013
\nTaste it, curl my tongue around it \u2013
\nSwallow it.
\nIt goes down.
\nBelongs.<\/p>\n
\nmore content.
\nThere is no Love without Sorrow.
\nThere is no Rock without Learning.<\/p>\n
\nMoving,
\nNever Stagnant.
\nLife is.<\/p>\n
\nI Grow.
\nI do not need to know,
\nbecause, I DO.<\/p>\n
\nTruth is All.
\nDeep within me it lies,
\nStill \u2013 like a Storm at Sea.
\nUntamed \u2013 like the Love of a Mother<\/p>\n
\nGives \u2013
\nTakes \u2013
\nIs.<\/p>\n
\nSlips onto her broomstick
\nTakes off
\nTo who knows where<\/p>\n
\nTill she sees a cave
\nA cave more spacious
\nThan she ever saw<\/p>\n
\nAnd filled with webs, dust and dirt<\/p>\n
\nTo clean it all up<\/p>\n
\nAnd she knows she’s the one to care
\nFirst she stares
\nIn despair
\nThen decides it’s all fair<\/p>\n
\nThings are hard \u2013 and uplifting,
\nDeep \u2013 and fulfilling.
\nAt times I feel as if my heart has been ripped open,
\nAt times I stare in awe at the space we had – together.
\nThe Space you left – for me to hold alone.
\nI feel appreciative – and deprived.
\nI feel ecstatic with love for you – then dive into grief and sorrow.
\nI feel lucky that I\u2019m able to feel ALL my feelings.
\nI feel thankful allowing for ALL I am, and for ALL we were.
\nI feel strong.
\nI love you.<\/p>\n