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Nurture Yourself – with – Natures Beauty

Have you ever been in a room filled with people at an event or a dinner party

or work or simply shopping,

where your eyes were drawn to someone,

somewhere in the room.

It’s because that person’s inner light shining brightly.

We can all be the bright light of spiritual illumination.

Look at the inner light of nature.

Feel it … Wear it … Be it !!!

Namaste,

Isadora 

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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Friday Fictioneers – Perfect Moments

Another day is about to pass. With wide eyes, I see into the remains of the day. The red ink, in the blue milk skies, illuminating the world before dusk. I love you as the night loves shadow. I love the essence of all you are. Each time I see your handcrafted goblets, a smile invades my lips.

When I’m alone like this, you’re always in my heart. The sun massages my face from the suns rays streaming through the open window. The wind ruffles my hair. I can feel your exhaustion against yielding grain like my thoughts of you.
©Isadora DeLaVega

Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt: Sarah Ann Hall

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Nurture Yourself – Enjoy Every Moment

Because the season of Autumn is upon us,

the changing foliage reminds us of the changes

we must make throughout our lives.

Every petal, leaf or bark shed

is a layer we shed on our own journey

to our final destination.

Relish in the colors of our lives.
Namaste, Isadora

2017©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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Nurture Yourself – Serenity in Nature

The hazy, lazy days of summer took hold of me and I did not resist. But, I’m back. I hope to add some of the special events I attended along with my birthday cruise experiences soon. I’m rejuvenated and ready to post some of the exciting things I did while absent from my blog. My last entry was a Nurture Yourself  post. Click on the words if you missed it. I thought I’d begin my posts again with Nurture Yourself even if it’s a repost from last September. It’s a way of getting myself back into the writing mood.

Thank you to those bloggers who continued to pop over to see what I was up to.  Isadora 🙏🏻
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S – Starting today
E – Everything is going to be all right
P – Pausing to listen
T – To nature all around
E – Even when I’m feeling down
M – My heart will be open
B – Because life is incredible
E – Each and everyday
R – Regardless of what’s handed my way.

September Nurturing in many words …

In Love and Light, Isadora 

poem2016©Isadora DeLaVega

Autumn - friday challengeNature is painting for us, day after day, pictures of infinite beauty. John Ruskin

 ♥ GIOVANNI MARRADI – Just for you ♥

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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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Nurture Yourself – Accept Life’s Changes

Gardening is the art that uses flowers and plants as paint and the soil and sky as canvas. ©Elizabeth Murray

Drying roses or flowers remind us of the impermanence of life.
Our bodies and mind change over the years.
We become weaker. Our health declines despite our efforts.
But, there can be beauty at every stage of our lives.
Mother Nature provides great lessons about these stages
if we’re willing to see them.

Flowers wilt as they age. The petals become brittle. The colors fade.
When the time has come for precious flowers to leave us,
they play a symphony of shades of various colors for us to further enjoy.
Too often our fear of endings grasps our emotions.
We banish them to the disposable world
and, their beauty ends too soon.
Focus on the beauty of life’s changes.
Inevitably, we are all ephemeral.

2017©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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Friday Fictioneers – Forever All Alone

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Darkness covers me, like a blanket
Shadows, surround my thoughts
My arms wrap tightly round me
Deserted, no ones home
You keep me isolated
My only friend, just you
Smiles ne’er intrude our space
With you, I’m safe and whole
The thorns of my emotions
Keep rising from deep inside
Always in your shadows
Always in your arms
I cannot see the rose
Only thorns of pain
Madness all around me
Keeps me huddled tight
Tomorrow, won’t be different
It will always be the same
Fear keeps me shaking
My spirits tattered, worn
Darkness gives me comfort
Forever, all alone
2016©Isadora DeLaVega

Genre: Poetry
Word Count: 100

 

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Nurture Yourself – Realizing Who You Are

nurutre-yourself-1024a-beige-webAs I come to the end of another year of nurturing, I am aware of how blessed
I’ve been to have traveled this past year with so many who’ve been
walking beside me.

We must never stop writing our own story. It helps us to be present.
It’s a gift we give to our nurturing selves.
All of the painful layers we’ve carefully peeled away this year have helped us
become attuned with our emotional selves.

I’ve looked in the mirror.
I’ve seen myself.
My expectations have far exceeded what I ever thought.
I am pleased. But, there is always room to grow for a better story.

Have you met your expectations this year?
If not, do whatever you have to do to be YOU
~ You want to Be ~
Be in your own story.

In Love and Light ….
Namaste, Isadora

2016©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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The most destructive habit: Worry.
The greatest gift: Giving.
The greatest loss: Loss of Self-respect.
The most satisfying work: Helping others.
The ugliest personality trait: Selfishness.
The most endangered species: Dedicated leaders.
The greatest natural resource: Our youth.
The greatest ‘Shot-in-the-Arm’: Encouragement.
The greatest problem to overcome: Fear.
The most effective sleeping pill: Peace of mind.
The most crippling failure disease: Excuses.
The world’s most incredible computer: The Brain.
The most dangerous pariah: A gossiper.
The most powerful source in life: Love.
The most powerful source in life: Love.
The most powerful source in life: Love.
The most powerful source in life: Love.
The most powerful source in life: Love.
The worst thing to be without: Hope.
The deadliest weapons: The tongue.
The two most power-filled words: I Can.
the greatest asset: Faith.
The most worthless emotion: Self-pity.
The most beautiful attire: A Smile.
The most prized possession: Integrity.
The most powerful channel of communication: Prayer.
The most contagious spirit: Enthusiasm.
The most important thing in life:
Realizing who we are.
©Rab Adamson

~☜❤☞~

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Nurture Yourself – Hold a Hand


art-terminally-ill-large_transpjliwavx4cowfcaekesb3kvxit-lggwcwqwla_rxju8Mr. William Grey

The nurse took the tired, anxious serviceman to the hospital bedside.

 “Your son is here,” she said to the old man.

She had to repeat the words several times before the patient’s eyes opened. 
Heavily sedated because of the pain of his heart attack, 
 he dimly saw the young uniformed Marine standing outside 
 the oxygen tent.

He reached out his hand. The Marine wrapped his toughened fingers around the old man’s limp ones, squeezing a message of love and encouragement.

The nurse brought a chair so that the Marine could sit beside the bed. All through the night the young Marine sat there in the poorly lighted ward, holding the old man’s hand and offering
him words of love and strength.

Occasionally, the nurse suggested that the Marine move
 away and rest awhile. He refused.

Whenever the nurse came into the ward, the Marine was oblivious of her and of the night noises of the hospital – the clanking of the oxygen tank, the laughter of the night staff members exchanging greetings, the
 cries and moans of the other patients. 
  
 Now and then she heard him say a few gentle words. The dying man said nothing, only held tightly to his son all through the night.

Along towards dawn, the old man died.

The Marine released the now lifeless hand he had been holding and went to tell the nurse.

While she did what she had to do, he waited.

Finally, she returned. She started to offer words of sympathy, but the Marine interrupted her.

“Who was that man?”  he asked.

The nurse was startled, “He was your father,” she answered.

“No, he wasn’t,” the Marine replied. “I never saw him before in my life.”

“Then, why didn’t you say something when I took you to him?”

“I knew right away there had been a mistake, but I also knew he needed his son, and his son just wasn’t here.
 
When I realized that he was too sick to tell whether or not I was his son, knowing how much he needed him, I stayed.

“I came here tonight to find a Mr. William Grey. His Son
 was killed in Iraq today, and I was sent to inform him,” the Marine said. 
 “What was this Gentleman’s Name?”

The nurse with tears in her eyes answered, “Mr. William Grey.”
©anonymous

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We always have a choice of what to do. We have the choice of who we want to be with. We are never at the effect of anyone else unless we choose to give up our power or freedom to choose.
The holiday season brings to some feelings of isolation and loneliness.
It would be nurturing to us to ‘Hold a Hand’ that may be in need of compassion and love.
Keep an open heart and mind: Be kind towards someone.
©Isadora De La Vega

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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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Nurture Yourself – Live a Life filled with Love

This beautiful story has a simple, yet important message .
Sometimes, it’s the simplest of stories that make us ponder the most.

The Black Dot  art-black-a-dot-web

One day, a professor entered the classroom.
He asked his students to prepare for a surprise test.
They all waited anxiously at their desks for the exam to begin.

The professor handed out the exams with the text facing down, as usual.
Once he handed them out he asked the students to turn the papers over.

To everyone’s surprise, there were no questions
just a black dot in the center of the sheet of paper.

The professor seeing the expression on their faces,
told them the following:

“I want you to write about what you see there”.

The students, confused, got started with the inexplicable task.

At the end of the exam, the professor took all of the papers,
and began reading them out loud in front of all the students.
All of them, with no exception, focused on the black dot,
trying to explain its position in the center of the sheet of paper.

After all had been read, the classroom silent,
the professor began to explain:

“I’m not going to grade you on this exam,
I just wanted to give you something to think about.

No one wrote about the white part of the paper.
Everyone focused on the black dot.
And, the same happens in our lives.
We have a white piece of paper to enjoy
but we always focus on the black spots.

Our life is a gift given to us, with love and care.
We always have reasons to celebrate:
Nature renewing itself everyday
Our friends around us
The job that provides our livelihood
The family we’ve been blessed with
The miracles we see daily

Yet, we insist on focusing only on the dark spot:
The health issues that bother us
The lack of money
The complicated relationship with a family member
The disappointment with a friend
Our past childhood or current failings

The dark spots are very small
when compared to everything we have in our lives,
but, they’re the ones that pollute our mind.

Take your eyes away from the black dots in your life.
Enjoy each one of your blessings,
each moment that life gives you.

Be happy and live a life filled with love.

©anonymous

In the LIGHT of LOVE

Time to fill in your heart with light and love

once you’ve looked away from the black dots.

Namaste, Isadora
2016©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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