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A Gift of Love

This is a repost from February of 2015. I believe it’s a post that’s needed at this time.

Bombarded with stresses from Hurricane Irma here in Florida,

the following week paralyzed us with Hurricane Maria which pummeled the island of Puerto Rico.

I have family there.The island has no power or phone service.

The roads have been washed away or have electric poles block their exiting.

To say I’ve been stressed is an understatement.

I’ll be back on a regular basis soon.

Love those you hold dear to your Heart.

Namaste 🙏🏻

Beloved   2015©photography by Isadora

The way to love anything deeply is to realize that it may be lost to you one day.  
2015©Isadora De La Vega

A Gift of Love

Without you,


Life is just existing,

With you,


Life is worth living

You put a name on the


Songs birds sing,

And you bring the smell of flowers


To a breezy spring

You are my sun,


You are my moon


Please get well


And come home soon.   
2015©Al De La Vega

❤❤❤❤❤

February is the month in which we celebrate LOVE.

I am a hopeless romantic as is my husband.

He wrote this poem for me when I was in the hospital two years ago.

 chris barber , feat.monty sunshine , petite fleur

Heart - piano notes

My husband plays several instruments; clarinet, trumpet and cornet.

We met in band class when we were both playing clarinet.

He still plays for fun and for me. Dixieland jazz is his favorite genre.

Chris Barber is one musician he enjoys listening to and play along with.

This seemed like the perfect way to add LOVE to this week.

Isadora

❤❤❤❤❤


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Hurricane Irma

Blog Friends,

An update on my absence from my blog.

For the past week, we had been getting warnings of an impending hurricane.

Naturally, I began to prepare for it. I had gone through a hurricane in August of 2004. Although we were spared damage to our home, it was devastating for my daughter who lost her home. Recovery to our town took years. Florida is known for their hurricanes. It’s a way of life for us. Many homes are capable of tolerating hurricanes but there are still old Florida Crackers houses that are destroyed each time there’s a storm.

Fortunately, our home can manage the storms but it cannot withstand water. They’re predicting this storm to be of huge magnitude. Hurricane Charlie sustained winds of 165 miles per hour. This storm is sustaining 185 mile per hour winds with storm sugres of 225 miles. It is a BIG ONE.

It has pummeled many of the islands in its path during the past few days. The images are devastating. Warnings are being issued for residents of the Florida Keys, Miami and many areas on the east coast of Florida to evacuate. We are in the west coast of Florida but a hurricane can change from moment to moment. We are in the Sarasota area which is one hour south of Tampa. They predict we will be getting high winds and major flooding.

Our plan is to wait out the storm in our home. The exits roads are packed. The possibility of being on the road during the storm is high; plus, the slow traffic uses more fuel which our state is running out of already. We have prepared for days without electricity and water. We were without water and electric with Hurricane Charlie for 7 days. Our hurricane preparations are water, canned food, peanut butter, candles, battery radio, first-aid kit, medications, toiletries and our cat needs. We are preapring for evacution by packing a backpack with two day of clothing and personal necessities. Our home has been secured as best as we could secure it.

Please pray and sends your good thoughts to all who are being effected by this hurricane.

May Hurricane Irma pass quickly so that we may return to our beautiful tropical paradise.

Blessings to all,

Isadora 🙏🏻

 


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Nurture Yourself – Serenity in Nature

The hazy, lazy days of summer took hold of me and I did not resist. But, I’m back. I hope to add some of the special events I attended along with my birthday cruise experiences soon. I’m rejuvenated and ready to post some of the exciting things I did while absent from my blog. My last entry was a Nurture Yourself  post. Click on the words if you missed it. I thought I’d begin my posts again with Nurture Yourself even if it’s a repost from last September. It’s a way of getting myself back into the writing mood.

Thank you to those bloggers who continued to pop over to see what I was up to.  Isadora 🙏🏻
Nurture natures-hidden-beauty

S – Starting today
E – Everything is going to be all right
P – Pausing to listen
T – To nature all around
E – Even when I’m feeling down
M – My heart will be open
B – Because life is incredible
E – Each and everyday
R – Regardless of what’s handed my way.

September Nurturing in many words …

In Love and Light, Isadora 

poem2016©Isadora DeLaVega

Autumn - friday challengeNature is painting for us, day after day, pictures of infinite beauty. John Ruskin

 ♥ GIOVANNI MARRADI – Just for you ♥

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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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Nurture Yourself – Sitting Alone Listening to the Silence

  Friends …. It is time for me to take a brief respite.

I wanted to leave you with a nurturing post. I wrote this one in 2015.

I think the meaning is still significant.

 I will be out on the high seas gathering energy from the wind and salty air:

Listening to the Music of the waves. I leave you with a 

Nirinjan Kaur – “I Am”

Her voice is melodic. The words powerfully enlightening.

Namaste 🙏🏻

Isadora 
Buddist meditating
Sitting alone listening to the silence … I ponder that … today is a day like any other day.

Each day, we rise and hope to fill our lives with new and exciting discoveries.

Each of us has a different vision for what those discoveries are going to be.

In the end, despite what our own individual discoveries turn out to be, we all have to go into them in pretty much the same way. We have to rise and gather up our energy to go into whatever it is we are going to do. Some of us have an exact plan on how to do that; some of us don’t. Those that do not have an exact plan face the greatest difficulty because they have no direction.

How do we find our exact plan??? I can’t say.

Is it something we develop while we’re being raised by our parents?

Are the teachers or religious leaders of our churches part of the influence for our decisions?

Is it instinctual to know what we want to search for in our adventure to discovery?

Is it important to have a need for discovery or is it something told to us that we must do?

These are important and very difficult questions to ask ourselves. These are questions that some of us can’t answer and struggle daily to unravel. This is the puzzle of our existence.

Just pondering …. while sitting alone listening to the silence.
2015©Isadora De La Vega

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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 – First Car


“Mason?” “Are you ready?”

“Yeah Dad!”

“The dealership said you can pick-up the car. Its’ ready.”

“OK.”

A few hours later Mason drives up in his new 2017 VW.

Shocked, his Dad runs out faster than a cheetah running after prey.

“What the hell is this?”

“You see Dad, the car dealer told me, if I took his deal immediately I could have the VW with the old ford trade-in”.

“You’re not going to drive around college in a 2017 car.”

“But Dad, can’t we talk about this?”

“No, first car is always used.”

“Let’s take it back.”

2017©Isadora DeLaVega

Genre: Flas Fiction

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt: Kent Bonham

 

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Sunday Song – Poisson Rouge

Don’t lose heart, Oh Don’t Lose Heart
Though it feels like yours will fall apart
Just remember when the road gets dark
I will always be beside you
Well, I will always be beside, beside you

©Dan Fogelberg

Paintings – Christian Asuh

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Paroles: Words
Quand j’étais petite
J’étais comme une fleur
J’adorais limites
Mais tous ces moment me faisaient peur
J’adore mon poisson rouge
Il m’appelle jour et nuit
Il tourne en rond pour moi
Et je mettais rien pour lui

J’aime mon jardin de roses,
L’odeur me rend heueuse.
C’est le silence qui me parle,
Comme si c’était Charles

Quand on fait l’amour
Il n’y a pas de discours.
Quand on fait l’amour
Il n’y a pas de discours.
Quand on fait l’amour…

Hélas la vie passe vite,
Sans qu’on s’aperçoit.
Je dépasse les limites,
Mais je n’en parle toujours pas.

Je préfère les rites,
Qui contiennent peu de gestes.
Les matiques m’excitent,
Tout ce qui est en rythme.

Tout ce qui se passe vite,
Sans q’on le comprenne.
Tout ce qui se passe vite,
Sans q’on le comprenne.
Sans q’on le comprenne…


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Friday Fictioneers – A Small Stone

He stood at the door of 28909 Rue de Jardin. Memories flooded his mind. He’d never imagined seeing this house again.

Why had his father left it to him?

They hadn’t spoken in forty years. He was ten. His mother had divorced him immediately after she discovered his affair. Her broken heart finally erased by her suicide.

Sitting with Clarice, the now 90 year old mistress, in the large windowed parlor he remembered the park view from his bedroom. The wounds still felt razor deep.

He placed a stone on the gravestone; softly murmuring, “Ikh bin dir mühl. Hasholem Aaron Steinman”.

2017©Isadora DeLaVega

 

Genre: Flash Fiction
Word Count: 101 words
Photo Prompt: Janet Webb

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*****I forgive you in Yiddish – ikh bin dir mühl

*****Rest in Peace in Yiddish – hasholem

***** Within the Jewish faith, it is customary to leave a small stone on a grave. Placing the stone on a grave serves as a sign to others that someone has visited the grave. It also enables visitors to partake in the mitzvah tradition commemorating the burial of the deceased. Stones are a fitting symbol of the lasting presence of the departed life. info©shiva.com


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Footprints in the Sand

The sun is sparkling over the crystal turquoise water. It’s warm as I lie on the sand staring at the sky. A warm sensation fills me with extraordinary peace. I feel free. I’m in the center of this beautiful landscape.

Colorful sailboats skim across the water. Beautifully dressed flamingos settle by the water’s edge. They resemble little gentlemen wearing pink shirts with yellow spotted ties. I watch them for some time. Their pink bodies blending with the turquoise water.

Upon a mossy tree filled mound sits a young man painting. His brush capturing footprints left behind on the grey speckled sand.

As sunset begins, he picks up another canvas ready to paint the night sky. The sky changes from a sunny yellow and blue to pink, red and orange. Stars dot the darkness. I’m feeling exuberant as I watch the changes. Another day’s set. Tomorrow, the exquisite scenery will return.

2017©Isadora DeLaVega

Genre: Short Story
Word Count: 150
Photo Prompt: aFrank

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