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Zorro

What’s in a name?

We all have one. There’s a first name, last name and, sometimes, a middle name.

Before marriage, my last name was Diaz. My Spanish name in English means day.
As a child, I was called Dori. Nicknames were common in my family. They shortened Isadora to Dora; then, chopped it up to Dori. My friends thought it was Doris. When Doris Day, the singer, became famous I thought I was famous because we had the same name. A child-like fantasy.

Everyone continued to call me Doris until I met my husband. He called me Sandy because he said I looked liked a Sandy. I thought, we probably won’t be dating too long so I went along with it.

Fast forward … now, I’m married. My husbands last name is De La Vega. I’d never thought much about it. I thought it had a royal sound. In English it means of the valley. I thought that it was a pleasant name.

Shortly after a television show aired about a character known as Zorro, we were overloaded with questions about our name and about chivalry.

1. Is your hubby a count?
No … he isn’t a count but he can count.

2. Can he help a damsel in distress?
Yes – he has helped many women when giving birth in patrol cars as a policeman.

3. Is he a gallant man?
Yes … he’s always been a gentleman. He opens car doors for women.

4. What is it like to be in the presence of a black-clad masked man?
I may have to keep this one a secret.

As you can see, a name can be of great importance when it’s being used by writers or movie makers.

Zorro (/ˈzɔːroʊ/; Spanish pronunciation: [ˈsoro] and [ˈθoro]) is a fictional character created in 1919 by New York–based pulp writer Johnston McCulley. The character has been featured in numerous books, films, a television series, and other media.
Zorro (Spanish for “fox”) is the secret identity of Don Diego de la Vega, a California nobleman and master living in the Spanish colonial era. The character has undergone changes through the years, but the typical image of him is a dashing black-clad masked outlaw who defends the people of the land against tyrannical officials and other villains. Not only is he too cunning and foxlike for the bumbling authorities to catch, but he delights in publicly humiliating them. information©wikipedia

He’s a hero that defends the people being attacked by evil doers.

Is there a story in your name?

2018©Isadora DeLaVega


Isabelle Allende, a Chilean author, in 2005 wrote about Zorro and the pulp hero Don Diego de la Vega. The novel takes the form of a biography and represents the first original story ever undertaken for the character. It represents a prequel to the original Zorro story, Johnston McCulley’s 1919 novella The Curse of Capistrano. The story incorporates details from a variety of works that have been featuring the pulp hero, including the 1998 film The Mask of Zorro.

 


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Friday Fictioneers – Old but Hot to Trot


Mom says she wants to travel. She’s thinking Europe; alone and at 75.

Where did she meet this friend, Jean, she plans to travel with all of a sudden?

My sister and I decide we should allow her this last frivolous adventure.

Safety Harbor Nursing Home can wait until she returns.

While she’s vacationing, we can put the house up for sale and gather what each of us wants from the many collectibles. Then, we’ll have our own European vacation.

In her mailbox arrives a postcard for us.

“Marrying Gene in Paris!” “He’s 65 and hot to trot”. “Tomber amoureux!”

2018©Isadora DeLaVega

 

Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt: JS Brand

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If I could Interview God

~ If I could Interview God ~

Why do you allow us to have pain?
If you never felt pain, then, how would you know that I am a healer?

Why must we pray?
If you never had to pray, then, how would you know that I am a deliverer?

Why do you give us so many obstacles?
If you never had a trial, then, how could you call yourself an overcomer?

Why do you give us sadness?
If you never felt sadness, then, how would you know that I am a comforter?

Why do you allow us to make mistakes?
If you never made a mistake, then, how would you know that I am a forgiver?

Why do you take us to where we feel broken?
If you were never broken, then, how would you know that I can make you whole?

Why must we suffer?
If you never had any suffering, then, how would you know what I went through?

Why must we walk through the fires of life?
If you never went through the fire, then, how would you become pure?

Why must we make mistakes only to correct them later?
If I never corrected you, then, how would you know that I love you?

When will we have our own power?
If you had all power, then, how would you learn to depend on me?

Why can’t we have a perfect life?
If your life was perfect, then, what would you need me for?

Love, God

2018©Isadora DeLaVega

The concept for these questions came from this video I had seen several years ago.

I hope you’ll take the time to view it. I found it most enlightening.

~Enjoy ~

Just a Thought: often when we lose hope and think this is the end,

GOD smiles from above and says, “Relax, it’s just a bend, not the end!”

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February Musings

My apologies to my dedicated blog followers for a repost of an oldie but goodie.

In April, my youngest daughter will be getting married. Although she’s in charge of it all,

I still find myself involved here and there. After all, I need a dress. I’m the Mother of the Bride.

Gosh, I haven’t said that since 1993 when my eldest had gotten married. 

I hope you understand and enjoy ….

Isadora 😎
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Flurries of snow falling gently
Each, cold upon my face
Boasting of its’ windy chill
Reaching the core inside my heart
Until, my lover lays his kiss gently upon my lips
Aglow, in his fiery touch I’ll stay
Reminiscing, in his arms, I fall asleep
Your essence, my comforting blanket lest we’re ever apart
 2018©Isadora DeLaVega

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True ‘LOVE’ begins when nothing is looked for in return ….💕

 


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Nurture Yourself – Live your Little Mercies

Compassion and forgiveness are the little mercies
we need to develop while walking through our paths of nurturing.

Recently, I read a book called Little Mercies. It’s the journey of a small child who experiences a great many trials at a very tender age when most children are enjoying and innocently playing with friends and toys. The quote is from the book by Heather Gundenkauf. This child’s social worker is faced with an unspeakable tragedy she’s unable to cope with. Her mother tries to comfort her with these words.

Throughout our lives we’re faced with tragedies far greater than we ever could imagine living or coping with. Somehow, we find a strength deep inside that wraps its arms around us to help us manage to place one foot in front of the other.

   All of the painful layers we’ve carefully peeled away, have helped us get attuned with our emotional selves.

We must never stop writing our own story of little mercies. It helps us to be present.
It’s a gift we give to our nurturing selves.

In Love and Light,
Isadora 🙏

2018©Isadora DeLaVega

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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Silence – A Walk through Life

Tree Path.web A Walk through Life ©Isadora DeLaVega

Spend your brief moment according to nature’s law,

and serenely greet the journey’s end as an olive falls when it is ripe,

blessing the branch that bare it and giving thanks to the tree that gave it life.

©Marcus Aurelius [philosophers/resources]

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Friday Fictioneers – Lurking in the Shadows

It had been weeks since I visited Henrietta. To soothe my guilt, I picked up her favorite sparkling wine. At ninety, she wasn’t a fine wine drinker. Five bucks would do. I purchased her favorite dark chocolates too.

I could see bright lights on in the kitchen. She usually kept them on low.

She’d say, “I have a budget, you know.”

Finally, Henrietta opened the door. She seemed dazed.

“Hi Henrietta,” I said.

“Who are you?”

“It’s Ella.”

She grabbed the Gazela and slammed the door.

Curiously, I peered through the window.

Behind the huge spiderweb, lurked a man’s shadow.

2018©Isadora DeLaVega

 

Genre: Flash Fiction
Word Count: 100 words
Photo Prompt:©Victor & Sarah Potter

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