Inside the Mind of Isadora


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I Do Not Love You

I do not love you except because I love you; 

I go from loving to not loving you,

From waiting to not waiting for you

My heart moves from cold to fire.

I love you only because it’s you the one I love; 

I hate you deeply, and hating you

Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you

Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.

Maybe January light will consume

My heart with its cruel

Ray, stealing my key to true calm.

In this part of the story I am the one who

Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,

Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood. ©Pablo Neruda


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Sunday Song – Carlos Santana

carlossantana[1]The first time I heard Carlos Santana on the radio he was playing ….. Maria Maria

Influenced by his Latin roots, Carlos Santana is an award winning Hall of Fame guitarist and rock bandleader. He’s been active in the blues and pop song culture for over 40 years.
Santana was born in Autlan de Novarra, Mexico on my birthday July 20, 1947.
His sound is powerfully unique. It transports the listener to intoxicatedcating heights.

Carlos Santana first recorded with his band Santana in 1969, combining electrified blues guitar and Afro-Cuban rhythms into a groovy, danceable blend.

Samba Pa Ti is a perfect example of his blues sound.

 

In 2014, he collaborated with Jaunes on a song called ‘La Flaca’.

Juan Esteban Aristizábal Vásquez was born August 9, 1972. He’s better known as Juanes. It’s a contraction of his first and second name. He’s a Colombian musician who was a member of the Acoustic Rock band Ekhymosis and is, now, a solo artist. info©wikipedia

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La Flaca Lyrics

En la vida conoci mujer igual a la flaca
Coral negro de La Habana
tremendisima mulata
Cien libras de piel y hueso
40 kilos de salsa
y en la cara los soles
que sin palabras hablan.
que sin palabras hablan.
La flaca duerme de dia
dice que asi el hambre engana
cuando cae la noche
baja a bailar a la tasca
Y bailar y bailar
y tomar y tomar
una cerveza tras otra
pero ella nunca engorda,
pero ella nunca engorda.
Por un beso de la flaca
daria lo que fuera
por un beso de ella
aunque solo uno fuera.


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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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Nurture Yourself – Dream

Dreams-artwork2.web

May all your ‘DREAMS’

have colorful stars

to take you

on a flight

of peaceful tranquility.

For tonight

is dark

but in the morning 

light rises anew.

2019©Isadora DeLaVega

Johnny Mathis – Dream – Dream – Dream


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Sunday Song – Imagine

Any peaceful step

even calming your own feelings and emotions

contributes to peace in the world

Imagine by John Lennon

John Lennon – ‘Love’ – lyrics

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John Lennon was one of the songs added to ‘The Musical – Beatles

hosted by aFrank @ A Frank Angle. All are welcome, you can join in click here.

The next concert will be ‘Moody Blues’.

 


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Cafe Chat

 

 

 

 

 

 

Cafe Chat

Welcome … grab a cup of coffee, hot chocolate or tea.

Now, sit in a comfy chair and let’s chat.

A little music might be nice … I hope you enjoy my selection

 

Beethoven’s Silence – A soothing piano melody

I hope your weather has been good. Do leave from where yo’ure visiting in the comments; if you leave a comment. We’ve had glorious 70’s during the day and 50’s at night.

The cooler weather has been wonderful for walks. I’ve been having a fun time with my new fit bit. I hadn’t been a watch wearer for the longest time. Retirement will do that. No need to wear one since there aren’t any kids to pick up or drop off anywhere. But … a fit bit is different. It was a gift for Christmas from my hubby after a recent surgery. Oh, you missed it, read here. This little gadget monitors my heartbeat, sleep patterns along with oxygen levels, stairs climbed, steps walked, my stress level, it reminds me to get up and move if I’ve been sitting too long, it tells me to take a moment to meditate if I’m stressed, it buzzes when an email comes in, gives me the time and the outdoor temperature. This is a computer on your wrist.  I wasn’t thrilled with being told by a watch what I should be doing but I have to admit it has kept me moving.  I suppose it has a purpose. If you have a new gadget that helps you keep fit, let me hear about it?

While on my morning walk, I came across a tiny little bunny.

He had a fluffy white tale but ran off too quickly for me to capture it.My Christmas cactus hadn’t bloomed in December.

Surprise …. here are the flowers. Okay, a bit late but still beautiful.

I’ve been participating in musicals at A Frank Angle for sometime. He’s hosting a new musical series with ‘The Beatles’. Unfortunately, I was out of the country when they hit the states in the BIG WAY they did. Over-the-years, I’ve grown to love them.

If you love music … AND … The Beatles – aFrank is hosting the aFa Concert Series. To join in click here – you’ll have a blast reminiscing with all the mop top boys’ tunes. Below are two songs from the musical this past weekend.

Have a Great Week …!!!

Enjoy … Isadora

This first video has superb graphics, dancing and a great song …

The Beatles – While My Guitar Gently Weeps 

The Beatles Let It Be Lyrics – HD

 

 


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Cafe Chat

Cafe Chat …

Welcome … grab of cup of coffee, hot chocolate or tea. 

Now, sit in a comfy chair and let’s chat.

A little music might be nice … hope you enjoy my selection :

It’s been quite sometime since I posted on my blog. I was scheduled to have a knee replacement on December 10, 2018. Dancing from the age of  5 had taken its toll on my knee joints. My knees were begging for rest. 

If you aren’t aware of my addiction, let me tell you what it is. It’s dancing.

I took ballet, tap, jazz and modern dance for more years than I can count.

My husband and I were square dancers working our way up to competition level. We ballroom dance; although, my husband doesn’t like counting. As a jazz musician he likes to jam-out free style. It can’t be done with a partner but he adjusts his thinking for me. And, let’s not forget the 60’s doo-wops songs and the 70’s disco days.

I never sit through any song that’s playing. 

Dancing has always been an outlet for any stress I’m experiencing. I used it to keep my sanity when my husband was a police officer. Everyday he left for work could have been his last day with me and his family. When he was shot after 15 years of service I was elated. He could no longer be an officer. He was given early retirement which involved another layer of stress. After all, he was in a wheelchair now. With no hope from doctors, he eventually resolved to be wheelchair bound for life. Then, one day, he angrily stated that he would walk again despite the physicians prognosis. 

He went through grueling rehabilitation and today is walking. He’s managed two careers since that retirement and continues with his Copper Whimsea’s artwork.

I guess you could have called me a gym-rat as is the name for anyone who is obsessed with exercise now-a-days.

I loved the muscle aches, the sweating and the smell of the metal weights. My endorphins never rested. I still crave the feelings but my body has put a stop to that right now, but, I’ll be back.

Since my medical history is high risk, my orthopedic doctor wanted clearance from all of my physicians. I have many. A hematologist for blood clots my body likes to make. A pulmonologist for when the blood clots take up residence in my lungs. An endocrinologist for a genetic thyroid disease called Hashimoto. A primary physicians for my tri-monthly check-ups and a cardiologist for checking on all the over-load of love I have in my heart. I had the all clear from all physicians except the cardiologist. He wanted me to take a stress test. The results showed that my heart was enlarged on the left side. 

Why hadn’t he noticed that in May at my last appointment? 

Surgery was scheduled for two day later. Since December 7, 2018, I’ve been resting and healing.

I discovered during the first few days of recovering that I was antsy about checking my blog, facebook and any other media I connect to. So, you see, I too am a victim of social media.

I replaced my computer with knitting needles and yarn. I’ve enjoyed many movies, books, painting, listening to meditation music and relaxing on my lanai while enjoying the lovely lake my home sits behind. The birds have been scarce but the few that sing to me have provided a beautifully peaceful respite. Healing takes time. It happens in stages. But, I’ll be back.

Namaste,

Isadora 😎

May you all have in the coming year good health,

peace, joy and more love than your heart can hold …

HAPPY NEW YEAR 2019 


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Nurture Yourself – Life is Just a Moment

I read this, “Life is Just a Moment.” 

It’s insightful. It’s touching. 

The ending has a profound lesson.

           Perhaps, because of all the recent events in the news and my personal life,

 we need to focus on Living Life in every moment. 

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A man died…

When he realized it, he saw God coming closer with a suitcase in his hand.

Dialog between God and Man:

God: “Alright son, it’s time to go.”

Man: “So soon? I had a lot of plans…”

God: “I am sorry but, it’s time to go.”

Man: “What do you have in that suitcase?”

God: “Your belongings.”

Man: “My belongings? You mean my things … clothes… money”

God: “Those things were never yours, they belong to the Earth.”

Man: “Is it my memories?”

God: “No, they belong to Time.

Man: “Is it my talent?”

God: “No, they belong to Circumstance.

Man: “Is it my friends and family?”

God: “No son, they belong to the Path you Traveled.”

Man: “Is it my wife and children?”

God: “No, they belong to your Heart.”

Man: “Then, it must be my Body.”

God: “No No… it belongs to Dust.

Man: “Then, surely, it must be my Soul!”

God: “You are sadly mistaken son. Your Soul belongs to me.”

The man with tears in his eyes and full of fear took the suitcase from God’s hand and opened it…

Empty…

Heartbroken and with tears running down his cheeks he asked God… “I never owned anything?”

God: “That’s right. You never owned anything.”

Man: “Then? What was mine?”

God: Your “MOMENTS.

Every moment you lived was “Yours!!!”

Do Good in every moment

Think Good in every moment

Thank God for every moment

Life is just a MOMENT!

2018©Isadora DeLaVega

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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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 Becca at On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea 

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Sunday Song – She Loved A Lot In Her Time

There’s a path Mother’s must travel with their children,

sometimes, the path is filled with obstacles. 

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aFrank@ A Frank Angle hosts a series called ‘The Musical’

It’s a fun musical challenge. This week the pronoun “Her

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