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Nurture Yourself –  A Parable of The Guests

The Guests

In browsing through some of my posts, I came across this one on LOVE from 2016. Today is February 28, 2022, and the last day of the month of LOVE. I thought I’d repost it. Its insightful, touching, and profound, as most fables are. Because of the recent events in the news, we need to focus on LOVE for ourselves and others.

2022©Isadora DeLaVega

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The Guests

A woman was in her garden when she saw three old men with long white beards sitting in her front yard. She did not recognize them. 

She said, “I do not know you. Are you hungry? Please come in and have something to eat.”

“Is the man of the house home?”

“No,” she replied. “He’s out.”

“Then we cannot come in,” they replied. 

 When her husband came home, she told him what had happened.

“Go tell them I am home and invite them to come in!”                                                 

The woman went out and invited them in.

“We do not go into a house together,” they replied. 

“Why is that?” she asked.

One of the old men explained: 

“His name is Wealth, he said, pointing to one of his friends; pointing another, he said, his name is Success, and I am Love.”         

Then he added, “Now go in and discuss with your husband which one of us you would like to come in.”

The woman went in and told her husband what they had was said. 

Her husband was overjoyed. “How nice!” he said. “Since that is the case, let us invite Wealth!” 

His wife disagreed. “My dear, why don’t we invite Success?”

Their daughter-in-law was listening from the other corner of the room. 

She jumped in with her suggestion: “Would it not be better to invite Love? Our home will then would be full of Love!”

Let us heed our daughter-in-law’s advice,” said the husband to the wife. “Go out and invite Love to be our guest.”

The woman went out and asked the three old men, “Which one of you is Love? Please come in and be our guest.”

Love got up and started walking towards the house. The other two old men got up and followed him. 

Surprised, the woman asked Wealth and Success, “Why are you coming inside? I only invited Love.” 

The old men replied: “If you had invited Wealth or Success, the other two of us would have stayed out, but you invited Love. 

“Wherever he goes, we go with him.” 

“Wherever there is Love, there is Wealth and Success!”

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In Love and Light,

Namaste,

Isadora 🙏🏻

2022©Isadora De La Vega

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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The Positive of Negatives

On those particularly rough days,

when you’re not sure if you can possibly endure,

remind yourself, that your track record of bad days,

is being outweighed by your good days …

2022©Isadora De La Vega


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Nurture Yourself – A Fable – On Belief

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As we walk this new journey we call life through the rocky roads of Covid 19, there will be paths paved with stones of different shapes and sizes that will cause us to stumble and fall. These create suffering, heartache and pain. 

Recently, one such stone is the controversy of vaccinations. There are many, different medical doctors, scientists and government officials that are telling us a variety of information about these vaccinations. Although we’re perplexed by it, some follow through while others do not.

But, it’s most difficult when friends or family begin to create a hindrance with conversations about how they feel about the pandemic masking or vaccines. The complexity of COVID 19 and how it affects each individual can be confusing. 

Quarreling, cross words, aggressive swording and angry disputes aren’t conducive to anyone. I’ve decided these conversations aren’t worth having. Too many emotions are involved, and logic for another’s thoughts are tossed to the wayside. All of us need to review our own personal health and decide what is best for us. However, we should always be mindful to respect what another person wishes to do with their health, too.

In Love and Light,

Namaste,

Isadora 🙏🏻

2022©Isadora De La Vega

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I thought this fable said it best:

 The donkey told the tiger, “The grass is blue.” 

The tiger replied, “No, the grass is green .”

The discussion became heated, and the two decided to submit the issue to arbitration, so they approached the lion. 

As they approached the lion on his throne, the donkey started screaming: “Your Highness, isn’t it true that the grass is blue?” 

The lion replied: “If you believe it is true, the grass is blue.” 

The donkey rushed forward and continued: ′′The tiger disagrees with me, contradicts me and annoys me. Please punish him.”

The king then declared: ′′The tiger will be punished with 3 days of silence.” 

The donkey jumped with joy and went on his way, content and repeating ′′The grass is blue, the grass is blue.” 

The tiger asked the lion, “Your Majesty, why have you punished me, after all, the grass is green?” 

The lion replied, ′′You’ve known and seen the grass is green.”

The tiger asked, ′′So why do you punish me?” 

The lion replied, “That has nothing to do with the question of whether the grass is blue or green. The punishment is because it is degrading for a brave, intelligent creature like you to waste time arguing with an ass, and on top of that, you came and bothered me with that question just to validate something you already knew was true!”

The biggest waste of time is arguing with the fool and fanatic who doesn’t care about truth or reality, but only the victory of his beliefs and illusions. Never waste time on discussions that make no sense. There are people who, for all the evidence presented to them, do not have the ability to understand. Others who are blinded by ego, hatred and resentment, and the only thing that they want is to be right even if they aren’t. 

When ‘IGNORANCE SCREAMS’  intelligence moves on.©anonymous

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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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Good-Bye Jamie Dedes’

Peace I leave you; My peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your heart be troubled and do not be afraid. John 14:27

I’ve been saddened by the news of fellow blogger/friend/American activist Jamie Dedes’ passing.  I knew she’d been ill for some time. I had hoped I’d hear information that she was recovering and gaining strength. I grew concerned when Hospice came in to care for her during the beginnings of COVID. 

I’d seen some news on Facebook about her death but hesitated and question its truth. 

Now, her son Richard, has posted this information on Facebook: 

Hi, everyone,

This is Richard (Jamie’s son).

I know the word has gone out about Jamie’s passing, but haven’t been able to contact everyone directly. Karen and I have been seeing your posts and tributes and genuinely appreciate your love and kind words. I will be continuing to monitor Mom’s Facebook page and maintain her websites. Please feel free to reach out but forgive me if it takes time to respond.  I’m still getting everything sorted out. Delighted to be connecting with you all! Love and respect, Richard 🙏🏻

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 I met Jamie through a series of challenges at a mutual blog site. Soon, she started to create challenges of her own. She created ‘The Bardo Group’ ‘The BeZine’  ‘The Poet by Day’ .

The Poet by Day is dedicated to supporting freedom of artistic expression and human rights.©jamiededes’

I joined in and found her encouraging critiques of my writing extremely helpful. When I had doubts she inspired me with words to forge on. She said I had a unique writing style and that I shouldn’t change it. My poetry writing insecurities began to fade with every optimistic praise she gave me. Although I enjoy writing stories more than poetry, I continued to write poems because of her.

We found a commonality in our backgrounds. She was born and raised in Brooklyn in a neighborhood not too far from my own. She posted photos of familiar places we both knew.

On one of my posts, I added a photo of myself. I remember her response was, “You’re my sister from another mother.” 

She never thought of fellow writers as competitors. They were her motivation to help create great writers. 

I will miss her inspiring words. Her blog will be up for a while. If you haven’t read her ‘Words of Art’ pop over to her blog. You won’t be disappointed. I’m always left breathless by her words. 

To all who knew her and whose lives she’s touched including her family:

May your troubled hearts find peace and comfort in the knowledge that you are not alone.

May God’s presence ease your trembling spirit and give you rest.

He is there to cast sunlight into all of your darkened shadows, to send encouragement through the love of friends and family, and to replace your weariness with new hope.

Blessings … Rest in Peace Jamie 🙏

2020©Isadora DeLaVega


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Wordless Wednesday – Do What You Love

Do what you love,

and it will make your soul rich.

Do what you’d do

if you knew every dream could come true.

When you’re doing what you love,

it feels as if you’re flying.

Do what you love, today.

2020©Isadora DeLeVega


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Simplicity

Alone

each thing

is the very essence of simplicity.

A drop of water

with its wondrous transparency.

A strand of a spider’s silk

with its elasticity and strength.

A tiny seed

that holds within it

life.

Simplicity

the manifestation of a miracle.

2020©Isadora DeLeVega


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Never Forget

Don’t forget to glance up from your keyboard

and see how blue the sky is now and then.

Don’t forget to put away your cell phone

and spend time alone with a paintbrush or pen.

Don’t forget to seek the sound of silence

and let the daily traffic rush on by.

Remember that the secret of success is 

how happily you climb and not how high.

2020©Isadora DeLeVega