Dedicating this Sunday Song to all Women in honor of International Women’s Day – March 8, 2018.
We will all rise up no matter what we’ve been through in life.
You just need to stay strong ❤
‘She Stands in Beauty’ 2018©Isadora DeLaVega
One day, the parish priest came to visit the 4th grade class.
He asked the pupils, “How can you tell when night has ended and day has begun”.
”Could it be,” asked one of one enthusiastic student, “when you can see an animal in the distance and tell whether it’s a sheep or a dog?”
“No,” answered the priest.
Another student asked, “Is it when you look at a tree in the distance and can tell whether it’s a fig tree or an apple tree?”
“No,” answered the priest.”
“Then when is it?”
The pupils were anxious to know.
“It is when you can look upon the face of any man or woman and see that they are your sister or brother. Because if you cannot see this, it is still night.”
Everyday, we encounter people from all walks of life. Some who feel like kindred spirits and some who feel like strangers. It’s easy to accept those we view as being ‘one of us’.
However, we feel a separation and fear of those whose lifestyle are at odds with our own. We can identify with our family, our gender, our country of origin, our religion and assume that every person who fits into those categories will agree with our point of view. It isn’t necessarily so.
I stumbled across this homeless man while I was on vacation. Many tourists passed without a glance his way. He was selling shells. He had an unsanitary odor, was drinking alcohol at 11:00 a.m. and smoking something that had a distinct fragrance.
I stopped because, as a child, I was taught by my Dad that we should help those who have less than us. Often, he would take us to an area in New York called the Bowery. There were homeless people there. He’d park the car and take us kids for a walk among them. They were scary for a child. He would ask them if they’d eaten. He would purchase some hot dogs or sandwiches. He would give us the food to give to them. Then, he’d give them money. Always saying, “ Don’t give up hope. Tomorrow will be a better day.” They’d say, “Izzy, thank you for not forgetting us. You’re a good man.” I felt a sense of pride for my Dad.
On the drive home my Dad would say, “These people don’t want to live this way. Life can bring hardship on you without any notice. You should always help those less fortunate than you. God is watching you and will know if you’re a good and caring person to those in need.”
That day while on vacation:
I stopped because this homeless man was in need.
I stopped because I knew I could give him hope if I helped him.
I stopped because in spite the way he looked, he was a human being.
Of course, he was shocked that I had stopped and was talking to him. Afterwards, he wanted me to take one of his shells with me. I paid him for it but told him he could sell mine to another tourist. Smiling I said, “I’m happy I was just able to talk to you today.”
His eyes filled with tears. He said, “ Pretty lady, I know you’re an angel. No one sees me sitting here. You did. When you go back to heaven, I hope you’ll see my beautiful wife and tell her I miss her.”
There’s tremendous satisfaction in making others happy, despite our own situations. Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared is doubled. If you want to feel rich just count your blessings and all the things you have that money can’t buy.
Today is a gift, that’s why it’s called the present.
2015©Isadora De La Vega
Michel Pépé – La Rose Magnifique – Elixir d’Amour
This video is part of an album which has a magnificent quest, an elixir of life,
which invites us in the heart of love.
Michel Pepe offers us here a resplendent piece,
in the perfumed notes or romanticism and sweetness.
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
It’s in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I’m a woman
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees. Then they swarm around me, A hive of honey bees. I say, It’s the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can’t see.
It’s in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman
Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed.
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
It’s in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
’Cause I’m a woman
written by©maya angelou
Becca whose blog On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea hosts Nurturing Thursday every week to “give this planet a much needed shot of fun, support and positive energy”, she says.
If any of my readers are interested in joining the nurturing, I applaud and welcome you to do so … the more the merrier!!
What and who they’re waiting for isn’t even known to them.
Something’s missing but they aren’t able to figure it out.
Are you sitting around waiting for your moment to shine?
Are you unable to hear what your voice is saying to you?
Are you submerged in panic and fear?
If you allow yourself to stay in your yesterdays you’ll lose the dreams you could achieve today.
Are waiting for tomorrow to make things perfect?
Has your body, mind and spirit checked out?
Awaken it !!!
With quiet contemplation, you can re-discover your inner voice. If you listen it will speak to you with fervor.
Today is the beginning of the new you. Rediscover your inner fire from where your voice once spoke to you. Banish negative thoughts and words. Be the person you’ve always known you could be. Don’t continue to make excuses about your
indecisions or why life is treating you wrongly. You have the answers. You’ve had them all along.
Search for that defining moment when you were confident in your voice. Make friends with it again. Be the unique
person you’ve always wanted to be; not the person who others have wanted you to be.
If you’re going to live a full life you have to discover your inner fire – your voice.
It’s your life – live it!!!
2014©written by Isadora
To the question of your LIFE,
you are the only answer.
To the problems of your LIFE,
you are the solution.
written by Jo Coudart / Advice of a Failure
***** posted artwork from google images
Beacca at Nurturing Blog:
Becca at Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea hosts
Nurturing Thursday. Everyone is welocme to join in.
It is in loving, not in being loved, the heart is blessed;
It is in giving, not in seeking gifts, we find our quest;
Whatever be your longing or your need, that give;
So shall your soul be fed and you indeed shall love.
This weekend some will be celebrating the Christian celebration of Easter. My effort to write something that represented some type of story based on religion, culture and life was difficult. It was arduous to choose from so many myths and complex dogmas I have in my life. They were taught to me by a schizophrenic depressed mother who was obsessed with religion; a step below fanatical. She practiced a combination of Catholicism, Buddhism, Santeria, Espiritismo, Judaism and fixated Mythologies and Philosophy. I lived in a Hasidic Orthodox Jewish neighborhood which added to my confusion. I went to Catholic school by day and heard my friends talk about the Torah they studied in the afternoon. I grew up thinking everyone was multi-religious. In respect to the first religion I was taught through Baptism, I chose to write a poem from my Catholicism. Peace be with you, Happy Easter … !!!!
copyright 2014 written by Isadora
Lord Speak To Me
Lord, speak to me in such a way
That I may surely know
The purpose that You have for me;
The path that I must go.
Then, when the pathway is made clear,
And the journey I begin;
When fear and doubt start creeping in
Please speak to me again.
Remind me of Your presence, Lord,
Each mile along the way.
Let not my steps grow weary
Keep speaking, lest I stray.
The roadblocks will be many,
Dead ends I’m sure to see;
But I’ll reach my destination, Lord,
Because You spoke to me.
No matter where we are in life,
There remains a part of us that
Draws support from and nurturing
From someone with more experience …..
Each Thursday Becca hosts Nurturing Thursdays … if any of my readers are interested in joining the nurturing, I applaud and welcome you to do so … the more the merrier!!
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