Inside the Mind of Isadora


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Lens Artist Photo Challenge – Interesting Objects

Isadora Art and Photography

Life is like sailing … enjoy the journey, instead of waiting for the destination.
©Isadora DeLaVega

Wood Bouys & Straw vessel - Aruba MuseumWood Bouys & Straw vessel – Aruba History Museum    photograph©Isadora DeLaVega

Printing blocks - Aruba MuseumPrinting blocks – Aruba History Museum     photograph©Isadora DeLaVega 

Storage vessels on fishing boats - Aruba MuseumStorage vessels on fishing boats – Aruba History Museum     photograph©Isadora DeLaVega  

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The items in the photographs were discovered on

Spanish Galleon sunken ships in the waters around the Island of Aruba.

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Lens Artist Photo Challenge – Interesting Objects

Hosted by Patti@Pilotfish Blog – click here to join in 

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Week 1 – Patti 

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Crispina Creative Challenge – Beyond the Blue Horizon

Come to the edge, he said. You can see the sea.

I’m afraid, I said.

The menacing sky will soon pass, he said.

Will you hold my hand? I said

I am with you forever and evermore, he spoke with a radiant smile.

Together we leaped across to places beyond the horizon.

2022©Isadora DeLaVega

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Crispina Crimson Challenge – #166

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A Lover’s Dance

Photo by Marko Zirdum on Pexels.com

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 A lover’s dance is patient and kind.

It feeds your heart, soul, and mind.

It brings you joy and happiness within,

knowing that they will be with you

through thick and thin.

A lover’s dance is captivating.

Only if the partner’s heart

has not been fractured.

A lover’s dance has no mistakes.

It plays no one, not even games.

A lover’s dance is slow and kind,

Easy to learn but hard to find.

Open your heart and let love in

to a lover’s dance.

2022©Isadora De La Vega

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A Toast for the New Year 2022

Life is too short to be anything but happy...

It’s the end of another year. 

Where did it go? 

It’s been an overwhelming ride of highs and lows. We’ve all had to rethink how to live with the frenzy of the pandemic – COVID 19.

My lack of blogging has been due to many obstacles. Today, I am presently on my 13th day of COVID. Because this virus is so new, there is no appropriate time frames for when you will get better. This is my second bout with this virus. My first was in January, 2020. Click here for that adventure. 

I’ve had every symptom listed by the CDC. Although, I’m recovering slowly I continue with body aches, difficulty breathing and lack of taste. For those wondering whether or not I am vaccinated – I am. I have been vigilant to stay safe with minimum contact with people and plenty of hadn sanitizing. I believe that if I had not been vaccinated I would have been in the hospital on a ventilator. I have breathing issues due to PE (pulmonary embolisms). I am beginning to see the possibility of a full recovery and am grateful everyday for that. 

However, you want to look at life, the main thing to remember is that you are not alone. 

There is always someone guiding you in whatever form you choose to believe. Take comfort in knowing that the challenges you’re given are because you can endure them; no one gets what they can’t conquer.

Life is rich and abundant. Nature provides us with beauty, joy and visual colors. If you look around, you can see that people add variety to life, too. Observe the many colors, shapes, sizes and personalities of these creations. The variety of what we see, when we really look is what makes life interesting and unpredictable. Life is never boring because you can make it whatever you want it to be. 

Thank you, my blogging friends and followers, for helping to make my last year spectacular.

In Light and Love.

Isadora 🙏🏻

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May your COMING YEAR be

filled with MAGIC and DREAMS

and good MADNESS. I hope you

READ some fine BOOKS

And KISS someone who thinks

You’re WONDERFUL, and don’t

Forget to MAKE SOME ART

write or draw or build or sing or

LIVE AS ONLY YOU CAN

and somewhere in the next year,

      I HOPE YOU

SURPRISE YOURSELF.

      ©Neil Gaiman

Isadora 😎

2022©IsadoraDeLaVega

 

 


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A Day Begins

The sun rises

I see hope 

just beyond the horizon

The day glows, 

 the brightest light.

Our lives lost

Now, found.

I rise and feel,

your strength

 in mine.

Like butterfly wings in flight

I feel you waft.

Close my eyes; I see your beauty

Close my eyes; I feel you here

Nature’s dance of love for you.

2021©Isadora DeLaVega

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You are to respond with something CREATIVE

Crimson’s Creative Challenge – #161

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Sunday Song – The Interview with God

People may not remember what you said,

but they will remember how you made them feel ….!!!

What happens in heaven? 

Will I sit on a cloud? 

Is walking or talking 

Or jumping allowed? 

Will I be on my own? 

Or with some of my friends? 

Does it go on forever? 

Or eventually, end? 

What happens in heaven? 

Will I play a harp’s strings? 

I can’t play piano 

I can’t even sing. 

Who chooses the music? 

That angels inspire? 

Who does the auditions? 

For the heavenly choir? 

What happens in heaven? 

Are the streets paved with gold? 

Is it crowded with people? 

Who’s incredibly old? 

Will I know who I am? 

Will I know what I’m called? 

If I pinch myself hard 

Will I feel it at all? 

What happens in heaven? 

Do I go through a gate? 

What if I get myself lost 

Or turn up too late? 

Is my name on a list? 

Is the gatekeeper nice? 

Can you sneak in for nothing? 

Or is there a price?

2021©anonymous


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Grateful

Sapphire Wings       2021©Isadora De La Vega

When the sun shines
and brings it’s warmth
When your petals glisten
after a gentle rain
When your blossoms
flourish before me
I will be grateful
for your colorful light.
2021©IsadoraDeLaVega

Namaste

I honor the place in you

in which the entire universe dwells.

I honor the place in you

which is of Love, and of Truth,

of Light and of Peace.

When you are in that place in you

and I am in that place in me.

We are One.

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Friday Fictioneers – The Wrong Side

 

Anthony, Dad wants you to pile the wood he chopped last Saturday.

I watched him as he went to the barn for the wheel-barrow. The doctors said to keep him active, and his hyper-active behavior will calm down. Many kids with ADHD become productive adults. 

It had snowed the night before. Pushing the wheel-barrow was tough. 

He was done and stood proud as he viewed his work.

Momma, come on out to see the woodpile.

Bewildered, she hid her emotions.

Anthony, my sweet boy, you’ve added the woodpile to the front of the house instead of the back.

2021©Isadora De La Vega

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Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt:DaleRogerson

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No Words Left

It’s been a year now. 

As I put the key in the door, I remember the day I realized I had to move in. 

My father had always been demanding. I was reluctant to take on the responsibility.

Sure, I could have added him to the long list of seniors waiting for a room at the senior assisted living. But, after all, he was my dad. 

 On that summer morning, my father tried to open the neighbors’ door, helping me make my decision. 

His memory was fading. Confused and exasperated, he called. I knew he was desperate. He would never admit his decline.

After he died, an older gentleman approached me at the wake.

He said, “You’re a good son.”

Sadly, Alzheimer’s had prevented my father from telling me.

2021©Isadora DeLaVega

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Heartbreak and Pain

Like scattered petals fallen to the ground, 

My heart needs the pieces put back together. 

Your words erased my existence.

Now, I can be free.

For you are gone,

And, I will never speak your words.

When I was young, 

You held me captive.

You cannot hurt me now, 

Nor do I scare.

Love does not dominate

It cultivates and cares.

I will not ever have your love, 

But I have someone who cares.

2021©Isadora DeLaVega

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Every Wednesday, Crispina will post a photo like this one above.

You are to respond with something CREATIVE

Crimson’s Creative Challenge #157

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