Inside the Mind of Isadora


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Friday Fictioneers – Amusement Park Rides

Adults held children while running and screaming in all directions. 

Horror on their faces signaled an unmistakable accident.

Uniformed fair staff and guards gathered everyone to safe zones.

A day of carnival treats and rides; now, the scene of a devastating tragedy.

Shock and terror paralyzed me. 

I’d declined my friends request that morning to chaperone her son, my daughter’s friend, to the fair. With six kids to monitor, I couldn’t manage more.

A round-a-bout chair ride suddenly stopped causing the chain to sever her sons’ leg. 

Amusement parks were off our activities list from that day forward.

2019©Isadora DeLaVega

 

Genre: Short Story

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt: Dale Rogerson

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Letting Go

How can we do that? 

We can let go.

We do it by focusing on the positive things in our lives. We need to stop comparing ourselves to others. There are times we lose sight of the wonderful person we are. 

We look in the mirror and see flaws. We don’t like what we see.

We try to change ourselves into the people we’re comparing ourselves to and try to create that person we see in them. 

The negative messages we were told while growing up create hollow spaces in our minds. They carve until they sculpt our emotions. If we look at those negative messages, now, we might not fit into them; yet, still believe them. They’re difficult to erase. They need to be filled in with positive affirmations about ourselves.

Only, we can change those negative messages. 

Only, we can start to look at ourselves in order to form the persona we really are. 

We can create and develop more of a positive mind. 

We can strengthen our positive minds for a better way of being by letting go of those negative thoughts. We need to become real with ourselves by accepting the entire person we are despite what others may think.

We just have to be okay with ourselves.

2019©IsadoraDeLaVega

 


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Heavy Hearts in Christchurch, New Zealand

Once again, our lives have been saddened by the horrific tragedy that occurred in a Mosque in Christchurch, New Zealand. The innocent killing of 49 people and the many injured and hospitalized is overwhelming to hear about and to witness on the evening news.   

I’m sure none of them went to this Mosque thinking this would be their last day alive. They were there to find peace and to show gratitude for the lives they were living.

A madman decided he wanted to eliminate people he disliked. His reasons far too obtuse to give them any thought.

This was not a madman. 

This was someone who wanted to control the way the world should be. He methodically planned all of it. That’s not the mind of a madman. It’s the mind of a man who doesn’t respect human life.  I disagree with calling this  mad man.

The losses of the lives of innocent children and adults has burdened us with heavy hearts.

To all who are suffering from this tragedy of lives lost we send our prayers.

My Wish 

Let’s wish people freedom to worship 

Let’s wish people healing from pain

Let’s wish people a prayer of comfort

Let’s wish people a gentle touch of good will

Let’s wish people a smile of cheer

Let’s wish people a  peaceful hand to hold

Let’s wish people encouraging days

Let’s wish people a loving hug 

Let’s wish for peace to rule the world not hate.

  I wish to believe that no matter what life gives us we can have hope.

Wherever, we want to be with a loving hand to help us we can get there.

May your troubled hearts find peace and comfort in the knowledge that you are not alone.

May God’s presence ease your trembling spirit and give you rest.

He is there to cast sunlight into all of your darkened shadows,

to send encouragement through the love of friends and family,

and to replace your weariness with new hope.

Blessings, Isadora 🙏

2019©Isadora DeLaVega

 

 


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An Artist Am I

Flower-Purple-760A.web  Petite Fleur                                 2015©art and photography by Isadora

Life isn’t about finding yourself.
Life is about creating yourself.
©George Bernard Shaw

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At the Beach

My beach has a big umbrella casting shade over my empty chair.

Warm water touches my skin and soothes the ache within.

Palm trees are growing, warm breezes blowing.

Salty air in every breathe taken in.

I picture myself there day after day.

 My beach is my haven, my comfort, my care.

2019©Isadora DeLaVega 

At the beach, life is different.

Time doesn’t move hour to hour but mood to moment.

We live by the currents, plan by the tides and follow the sun.    


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Sunday Song – Rise Up

Dedicating this Sunday Song to all Women in honor of

International Women’s Day – March 8, 2019.

We will all rise up no matter what we’ve been through in life.

You just need to stay strong

And know, that every stumble is an opportunity

to rise up with the lesson you’ve learned in hand.

2019©Isadora DeLaVega

Andra Day – Rise Up
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‘She Stands in Beauty’ 2018©Isadora DeLaVega

If you don’t like something, change it.

If you can’t change it, change your attitude.

©MayaAngelou

I raise up my voice, not so I can shout, but so that those without a voice

Can be Heard … we cannot succeed when half of us are held back.

©Malala Yousafzai

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So. you may not always have a comfortable life.

And, you may not always be able to solve all the world’s problems all at once.

But, don’t ever underestimate the impact that you have,

Because, history has shown us that courage can be contagious,

And, hope can take on a life of its own.

©Michele Obama


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Nobody Walks Alone

Oft’  times when the highway of life seems rough

And all of your dreams have flown,

 Just remember, wherever your road may go,

 Nobody Walks Alone

When everyone else has let you down

And under your sins you groan,

Just keep reminding, your burdened heart,

 Nobody Walks Alone

Then suddenly you’ll feel His hand in yours,

 And His eyes lifting up your own,

 And you’ll hear his gentle, forgiving voice:

 Nobody Walks Alone … !!!

2019©Isadora DeLaVega

“Ama” is a silent film.

It tells a story everyone can interpret in their own way,

based on their own experience.

There is no imposition, only suggestions.

I wanted to share my biggest pain in this life with this film.

For this is not too crude, I covered it with grace.

To make it not too heavy, I plunged it into the water.

I dedicate this film to all the women of the world.”

©Julie


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Friday Fictioneers – You are My Sunshine

He’d be leaving in a few days.

He and his cousin decided to go to the local social club.

Some family and friends would be playing dominoes or dancing.

His eyes caught a glimpse of a gal in the distance.

“She’s new in town,” his cousin said,

He decided he’d ask her to dance. 

Shyly, she declined. 

“You’re new in town,” he said. “I’m Alfonso.”

Blushing, “I’m Rosa Amelia.”

Eventually, he had her smiling and did get one dance.

His letter arrived. She was ecstatic. 

It ended, “I’m going to sing, ‘You are My Sunshine’ to you.”

“Because, you are.”

2019©Isadora DeLaVega

 

Word Count: 100

Genre: Memoir

Photo Prompt: ©Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

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***** Alfonso and Rosa Amelia De La Vega married shortly after his return from World War II.  

They were happily married for 45 years until his death in 1977.


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Butterfly Dance

Flutter by

Butterfly

Flutter by

Tulips and Poppies

Roses and Orchids

Dream of your visit

Petal to Petal

Swirl and Drink

Sweet Nectar

2019©Isadora DeLaVega

Stunnung video of a meditative dance between two entranced souls.

 

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Nurture Thursday


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Friday Fictioneers – Dessert Mademoiselle

Chez Maisonette was her favorite special occasion french restaurant. 

Valentine’s Day was their first date there and, now again, a year later.

She primped choosing to wear red his favorite color.

It was a cool evening. The restaurant, a short walk from their apartment.

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The champagne must have gone straight to her head. 

She laughed when he said, “I’m leaving you.”

“Why?”

“I’m done”.

“I need you,” she pleaded.

He patted her hand, “You’ll thrive, dear, you always do.”

He kissed her, handed the waiter cash and left.

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Misty-eyed, she noticed the waiter was handsome.

“Dessert, Mademoiselle.”

Flirtatiously. 

“Yes.”

2019©Isadora DeLaVega

 

Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt: ©J.H.Carroll

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