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Sunday Song – Forget What I Said
Music is the smile of the soul ….
Sunday Song – Some of these Days
Hazy lazy days of summer give us more time to catch up on a few things we don’t have time to do such as books, television shows and movies.
There was a series running for a few years I hadn’t managed to see. My hubby and I alternate selecting what to see. We have different subjects we like to view. He’d suggested ‘Boardwalk Empire’ for quite some time. I didn’t think I’d like it. Finally, he pled his case by saying I’d enjoy the music, hats and fashions. Bingo … I folded.
It’s turning out to be quite a good show. A little too violent and bawdy for my taste but it has captivated me.
If you have ‘Amazon’ it’s playing on there or HBO. Enjoy some of the music …. Isadora 😎
Nurture Yourself – Love is Energy
We are the sum of experiences that we encounter as we go through life. Day to day struggles and triumphs are experinced by all of the worlds creatures. As human beings, when we encounter a challenge, we have freedom to choose on how we react. Every decision that we make leads us down a different road. We will never come to exactly the same crossroads. Every decision that we make has significance. The tiniest choices that we make reverberates through the entire universe. ©info click here
Your heart wants tranquilty from the love you hold inside.©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
Becca at On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea
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Friday Fictioneers – Sunday Ferry Ride
Rain poured down. We were waiting on line to board the Staten Island ferry; a habitual Sunday routine. Usually, we’d go to the beach then visit, Mr. Frank. He was a Santero.
I was feeling car sick. My dad smoked Camels.The open windows would blow the smoke into the backseat.
I can remember the first time we were waiting to board. I had a panic attack and couldn’t stop crying. I thought we were going to drive into the ocean. I can’t swim.
“Shut up!”
A simple explanation would have helped.
Uncanny, I still see a ferry and cringe.
2017©Isadora DeLaVega
Genre: Flash Fiction
Word Count: 100 Words
Photo Prompt: ©Ted Strutz
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Santeria is a syncretistic Caribbean religion.
Santeria includes the worship of the Orisha — literally “head guardians,” and religious beliefs of the Yoruba and Bantu people in Southern Nigeria, Senegal and Guinea Coast. These are combined with elements of Roman Catholicism.
Arriving as slaves in the Caribbean, Santerians preserved the elements of their religion by equating each Orisha of their traditional religions with a corresponding christian saint. Many traditions, within the religion, recognize different equivalencies.
One common example includes:
Babalz Ayi became St. Lazarus (patron of the sick)
Shangs became St. Barbara (controls thunder, lightning, fire…)
Eleggua or Elegba became St. Anthony (controls roads, gates etc)
Obatala became Our Lady of Las Mercedes, and the Resurrected Christ (father of creation; source of spirituality)
Oggzn became St. Peter (patron of war)
Oshzn became Our Lady of Charity (controls money, sensuality…)
Many Santerian beliefs are not freely discussed outside of the faith. In addition, there are many religious leaders whose beliefs and practices differ significantly. information click here
Out of the Loop
In, I’m not
Out, I am
How do you know
When to stay or go
Here, yet not
There, perhaps
Always, out
Factual
Venture in
Test waters
Stretch too far
Out of the loop
2017©Isadora DeLaVega
Daily Prompt – Loop
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Friday Fictioneers – Sashay to Trouble
The moon filtered through the starless clouded sky.
She could see tiny white lights shining on the patio. By midnight, they’d be drunk.
It was the perfect night to go.
Silk stockings stretched over her shapely legs and thighs. A black leather skirt accented her curvaceous hips. The spiky heels, she’d picked up at a yard sale, completed her outfit. She felt as fiery as a hot chili pepper.
A car pulled up beside her.
“Looking for some fun?”
“No …” “I’m near my destination.”
“Think so?”
“I’ve got other plans for you, cupcake.”
Tearfully, “I’m grounded. Right Mom?”
2017©Isadora DeLaVega
Genre: Flash Fiction
Word Count: 100 words
Photo prompt: Dale Rogerson
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Friday Fictioneers – In the Garden
She was waiting for him in the garden. He’d gone to get some wine for their moonlight stargazing tonight. He was always very romantic.
Walking among his many prize-winning roses, she was enveloped by their aroma. There were many varieties. He was proud of his green thumb.
Turning, she saw him running towards her.
“Mona!”
“My precious flower. The love of my life”.
He finally said it.
“Oh, Pierre!”
“Mona, my flower!”
“Oh, Pierre! I love you too!”
Pierre reached her. He knelt down and moved her foot aside.
“My flower!”
“You were standing on my prized-winning flower.”
2017©Isadora DeLaVega
Genre: Flash Fiction
Word Count: 100
Photo Prompt:Sarah Potter
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Deviled Eggs
The weekly photo challenge is ‘Order.’ If you’d like to see the photos I selected for my photography blog click here.
While seaching for the photo challenge, I came across this deviled eggs photograph. I remembered I had a recipe from a few years back. The deviled eggs are in perfect order. I thought I’d add the photograph and recipe here. Summer is upon us. If you’re going to a cookout or merely having cocktails with friends this a a tasty appetizer for you to serve.
Recipe Ingredients:
eggs ( brown or white )
mayonnaise
mustard
sea salt
pepper (white)
garlic
red peppers in olive oil ( optional )
green or black olives ( optional )
tow teaspoons or smaller spoon and a serving tray
Preparations:
Place eggs in cold water in a pan on the stove on high
When they are at a rapid boil cover and shut off heat
Let stand
In a small food processor – put the mayonnaise, mustard, salt, pepper, garlic – pulse lightly to mix
Peel and cut eggs in half – remove the yolk and put into food processor
Pulse mixture until creamy – if you prefer – you can leave it slightly chunky
Place egg whites halves on serving tray
With on teaspoon gather your mixture – with the other teaspoon slide mixture onto egg whites from the first teaspoon. Fill to capacity.
Garnish with slivers of red peppers in olive oil or black or green olives.
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*****I’m sure you’re wondering why I haven’t given you the quantities for each item in the recipe. It turns out my Dad taught me how to make these deviled eggs. He was a cook in the army. I’m not sure if he made them during the time he was cooking in the service. Can you imagine how many deviled eggs his quantities would have to be? When I would ask him for the amounts, he always said, “All good cooks taste as they go along”.
Enjoy,
Isadora 😎
Sunday Song – Hallelujah
A tribute to those who lost their lives in London. May they heal from this horrific event. Blessings 🙏
