Inside the Mind of Isadora


Friday Fictioneers – Foolish Games

“Quiet she’s walking this way,” Patricia whispered. 

Francesca approached cautiously. 

They huddled together excluding her.

Shelia chastised Patricia’s meanness. “Invite her!”


“Hey, Francesca, want to come to my party?”, Patricia asked, while handing her a paper.

An invite? She couldn’t believe it.

“Sure,” she said. “I’ll ask my Mom”.


“Please, Mom”. “Patricia is the popular girl.”

“Fine, one hour only.”


The instructions read: ‘Go 2 blocks passed the deli on Elm Street.’ Desperate, Francesca asked a passing older woman.

“No dear, there’s no Cherry Lane around here”.

A heavy rain began to fall, the perfect cover for a fools tears.

2019©Isadora DeLaVega



Genre: Flash Fiction
Word Count: 100
Photo Prompt: J.Hardy Carroll

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***** Bullying is the use of force, threat, exclusion or coercion to abuse, or intimidate aggressively toward others. The behavior is often repeated and habitual in an event to overpower another.

***** Although I attended a Catholic parochial school which should have made bullying null and void, it did not. As the only Latino child in an all anglo school, my ethnic difference provided a great deal for students to use against me. Bullying comes in many colors and ethnic backgrounds; perhaps, one day it will be erradicated.




Nurture Yourself – Be Who You Are

On occasion, we all experience something that sets us back in our emotional health. Life hands us challenges we need to meet. We’re not always able to accept challenges that make us feel excluded. But, we can give ourselves permission to be ‘Who We Are’ despite the behavior of those who decide we aren’t acceptable in their world.

                       Often, we have preconceived notions of who we should be based on our need to fit in. It may start early in our lives because we want to be liked or want to be part of the so-called in crowd. We imagine ourselves to be like others if we dress, talk and act like them. We behave and do things we normally wouldn’t do because we don’t like the feeling of being excluded. 

                                      Don’t pretend. Be who you are. You are special … 

                     It isn’t selfish to make yourself a priority. It isn’t selfish to take care of yourself. It isn’t selfish to love yourself. For in doing so, you have much more to give to others. More importantly, you’ve given yourself a far greater gift of love than anyone could ever give you. 

        Give Yourself Special love Gifts everyday …

  1. Wake in the morning and say – “Today, I love myself more than yesterday”.
  2. Dream more while you’re awake – manifesting positive dreams creates positive energy.
  3. Smile – challenge yourself to make 3 people a day smile.
  4. Place all past issues where they belong; in the past. Don’t ruin today because of them.
  5. Time heals all things, eventually. Give time – time.
  6. Don’t compare yourself to others. Their lives may not be so special.
  7. Spend time with people over 70 – they’ve experienced far more than you and can guide you.
  8. Spend more time with children under 6 – they know how to play and you’ve forgotten.
  9. No matter how you feel – get up, get dressed and be a part of the adventures of life.
  10. Live with EnergyEnthusiasm EmpathyFaith – Self-Love

                               Be the ship that travels calm waters to places that nourish you. Cruise away from places that keep you from being who you are. Bring people along with you who let you be you. Discard the others since they will only bring your ship down.

                                  Namaste, Isadora


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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*****this is a repost from February, 2012


Friday Fictioners – Fed Up

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Friday Fictioneers – Fed Up

Determined, Josephine woke at 5 a.m.

Saturday would mark her freedom day.

She felt battered.

No one could or had helped her.

They all said, “Be Patient”.


She grabbed her backpack, some rolls and water.

Woof looked at her with weepy eyes.

He’d been her constant friend and companion since birth.

As a baby, the word Wolf was hard to say. So,Woof it was.

 Josephine got out of the house, without notice.

She always felt invisible.

Except at school, where the bullying felt unbearable.

Finally, she reached the tracks.

Without turning, she knew.

Woof was behind her.



***** Bullying is the use of force, threat, or coercion to abuse,

intimidate, or aggressively others.

The behavior is often repeated and habitual.


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A Grand New Year

New Year 2014-2.WEB         “A Grand New Year”                                                               © photography by Isadora

Super Belated Happy New Year Wishes 2014 to all of my faithful blog followers and friends – May your coming year be filled with all the treasures your heart can hold. For blessings are many and those we are given should bring immense peace to our souls and smiles to our faces.

I’ve been gone for some time due to the holidays and to a problematic incident that occurred with my blog.

Visiting and enjoying family and friends during the holidays was grand. There is no gift greater than spending time with those who are dear to us. I am grateful for these treasures. No amount of money can purchase this type of love.

Because of my absence, a great many blog posts from my favorite bloggers were missed by me.  I hope to catch up with as many as I can. I can honestly say that I probably won’t be as diligent I had been as in the past.

My goal for 2014 is to take a step back from all of the electronics and have people to people time; physically touching those who mean so much to me. It will be difficult since so many of your posts have become the addiction that goes along with my morning coffee.

During my absence, my email box overflowed with notifications. Curiously, I opened one e-mail that was new to me.

You know what they say about curiosity killing the cat.

In the e mail there was a request to use one of my posts. Throughout my blogging time, I have generously given permission to many to reblog or use my written words or photos.

In the request from this particular person,

     –   who shall remain nameless; although, I could have exposed him/her but stardom for that person will not come from my blog  –

there was something about it that felt unnerving. I chose to decline interest in he/she’s request. The intensity of the following e mail demanding an immediate answer chilled me. I couldn’t understand the belligerence. When I responded that I felt threatened the attitude of this person continued to be demanding and aggressive causing a frightened tension in me. The final e mail to me stated that ….

“I was evil and that my e mail address would be deleted from his/her carrier. A blocked warning against me would be issued if I attempted to contact him/her.”

I have no idea if this person exists. They are as they have no blog. I have no idea if they are a person as their gravatar is a cartoon. But, most importantly, why was he/she so hostel and demanding about a post?

Yes … this knocked me over for many reasons.

  1. I would have been happy to discuss this with he/she if I had had a telephone number. The e mails insisted I call but there wasn’t a telephone number.
  2. I had just started to hit firm ground from all of the holiday busy-ness so blogging was way down on my to-do list.
  3. My snail mail and my email were stacked as high as a mountain leaving me no choice but to prioritize, especially, since I do still have a business that requires my attention.
  4. Most importantly, I wasn’t ready to get back in the game yet. My blog was an enjoyable learning and giving place. I needed a little time to gather my thoughts so I could begin writing again.
  5. Most importantly, hostility and aggressive behavior paralyzes to me. Fear steps in and I no longer feel safe.

I’ve never thought of myself as harsh or ill tempered. I was raised in an abusive environment so I steer clear of aggressive people or situations.

I’m not cowardly. Rather, I’m non-confrontational.

I believe that more can be gained with honey that with venom.

I strove to develop a blog that was filled with all of the corners of my mind. The posts were there to express – the me I am – in all of my many personas. There was always a common denominator in all: love.

I love everyone until they hurt me. I’m an innocent bay open to all who wish to come and play in my world of love. It felt odd to be called evil. No one had ever said that to me. I’ve never had a falling out with anyone. I would rather discuss an issue and be open to another’s opinion or ideals.

I’ve been in the business world for 28 years. It isn’t a pony ride. It’s a brutal bronco ride all the way. You have to be tough. You have to stand up to lots of testosterone. But, I never felt there was disrespect.

I hope this person if it is a real person finds comfort in my words. I wish no ill will. I know I am of a kind spirit and will continue to be.

What will become of my blog?

From legal advice, I was told to delete my posts. I’m recreating my blog. I am an artist so the artist mind never rests. I hope it will be something you’ll enjoy as much as my past posts. Or, I may do it all over again the same exact way. Right now, I can’t see that far ahead.

My WordPress stats were grim. Although I don’t follow stats, I jumped in for a quick visit and was knocked out. Two knockout blows in a row. I was hanging on to keep from falling off my chair.

  1. My hits for the year 2013 were ½ as many as the year before.
  2. The most read posts were from 2012 – 20,000 as opposed to 10,000 in 2013.
  3. The work I had put into the posts was over-the-top in my humble opinion. I researched like a college student getting his thesis ready each time I posted.
  4. The comments were extremely down, too.
  5. I strove to make my blog better and, yet, it was worse.

The helpful hints that went along with the stats brought a puckered smile to my face. Their suggestions for more followers and post comments were the things I had been doing all year.

  1. Visit other blogs and comment   – check
  2. Reblog posts from other bloggers – check
  3. Participate in challenges  – check
  4. Seek new blogs – check
  5. Follow blogs that are of the same interest as yours  – check

So, I need to analyze it all and figure out what direction is best for me. I want to develop a following for when I release the books I have in draft form. With more hard work I hoped to improve my blog and, hopefully, stay ahead of the bullies that decide to chase me.

It will be a busy year for Copper Whimsea’s by Al and Isadora Art Jewelry. I will have to spend a bit more time tidying up those web-sites, creating new ones in order to expand into the technological world; leaving behind the art show world I have been marketing the artwork in.

In the meantime, my blogs will be back soon. Be sure to pop in from time to time to see how it will to go.

         Happy New Year Blessings to All …