Inside the Mind of Isadora


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An Inspirational Morning – Enchanting Spring

  Spring is in the air.

 It was a hazy misty morning when I went out on my lanai this early morning. The temperature was warm. I had gone outside to observe the vast nature that is my backyard before attempting my Tai Chi meditative exercises. I’d been unable to do them outside because our temperatures had been a bit chilly. Our cold temperatures in Southern Florida in winter are 60’s during the day and 40’s in the morning and at night. 

 Now, our spring season has arrived.  We’re experiencing temperatures in the mid 70’s in the morning. The warmer weather has brought a great many birds back to our estuary. 

 On this morning, the break of day showcased a bald eagle majestically flying overhead while a white egret waded in the water swallowing small fish. 

The bird feeders I’ve strategically placed on my spring blossoming orchid tree are starting to attract red cardinals, hummingbirds and scrub jays. I can hear tiny chirping from baby birds in the holly berry bush I planted several years ago. They’re waiting for their daily feeding from mama birds who’ve gone hunting. These are panoramic views and sounds that never disappoint nor do I tire hearing. 

 As the sun breaks through the mist, a shimmer blankets the water on the lake. It’s a hypnotically mesmerizing tranquil place of peace. It’s a time of quiet contemplation before the day ahead. I’m looking at my orchids that are still in bloom while others are forming buds for future blooms. Nature is slowly awakening with all of its’ beauty. I’m enraptured by the many blessings I have. 

Today stretches before me waiting to be shaped into the creation I choose to sculpt deciding what shape and form it will be. It will be as unique as me. It is all up to me. I am going to make it a GREAT day. I hope you will, too, unless you have other plans.

Isadora 😎

2019©Isadora DeLaVega

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At the Beach

My beach has a big umbrella casting shade over my empty chair.

Warm water touches my skin and soothes the ache within.

Palm trees are growing, warm breezes blowing.

Salty air in every breathe taken in.

I picture myself there day after day.

 My beach is my haven, my comfort, my care.

2019©Isadora DeLaVega 

At the beach, life is different.

Time doesn’t move hour to hour but mood to moment.

We live by the currents, plan by the tides and follow the sun.    


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Nobody Walks Alone

Oft’  times when the highway of life seems rough

And all of your dreams have flown,

 Just remember, wherever your road may go,

 Nobody Walks Alone

When everyone else has let you down

And under your sins you groan,

Just keep reminding, your burdened heart,

 Nobody Walks Alone

Then suddenly you’ll feel His hand in yours,

 And His eyes lifting up your own,

 And you’ll hear his gentle, forgiving voice:

 Nobody Walks Alone … !!!

2019©Isadora DeLaVega

“Ama” is a silent film.

It tells a story everyone can interpret in their own way,

based on their own experience.

There is no imposition, only suggestions.

I wanted to share my biggest pain in this life with this film.

For this is not too crude, I covered it with grace.

To make it not too heavy, I plunged it into the water.

I dedicate this film to all the women of the world.”

©Julie


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Friday Fictioneers – You are My Sunshine

He’d be leaving in a few days.

He and his cousin decided to go to the local social club.

Some family and friends would be playing dominoes or dancing.

His eyes caught a glimpse of a gal in the distance.

“She’s new in town,” his cousin said,

He decided he’d ask her to dance. 

Shyly, she declined. 

“You’re new in town,” he said. “I’m Alfonso.”

Blushing, “I’m Rosa Amelia.”

Eventually, he had her smiling and did get one dance.

His letter arrived. She was ecstatic. 

It ended, “I’m going to sing, ‘You are My Sunshine’ to you.”

“Because, you are.”

2019©Isadora DeLaVega

 

Word Count: 100

Genre: Memoir

Photo Prompt: ©Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

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***** Alfonso and Rosa Amelia De La Vega married shortly after his return from World War II.  

They were happily married for 45 years until his death in 1977.


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Friday Fictioneers – Dessert Mademoiselle

Chez Maisonette was her favorite special occasion french restaurant. 

Valentine’s Day was their first date there and, now again, a year later.

She primped choosing to wear red his favorite color.

It was a cool evening. The restaurant, a short walk from their apartment.

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The champagne must have gone straight to her head. 

She laughed when he said, “I’m leaving you.”

“Why?”

“I’m done”.

“I need you,” she pleaded.

He patted her hand, “You’ll thrive, dear, you always do.”

He kissed her, handed the waiter cash and left.

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Misty-eyed, she noticed the waiter was handsome.

“Dessert, Mademoiselle.”

Flirtatiously. 

“Yes.”

2019©Isadora DeLaVega

 

Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt: ©J.H.Carroll

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Friday Fictioneers – A Spirit that Remembers

Moonlight glimmers faintly, 

through breeze tossed curtains.

A glow flickers,

in the darkness of the night.

I can feel you.

A gentle touch that tingles my body,

emotions awaken within,

a spirit that remembers. 

Illusions of another time,

put to rest as,

heat burns my skin

and fire rakes the inside of my soul.

A musky scent of passion,

surrounds us like a wall.

Jasmine is in the air.

Filling the room, my senses,

desire reigning everywhere.

Moonlight creeps again,

into the darkened room,

Bodies burn with sweat,

from an afterglow of lust.

The forbidden fruit, 

nourishing, an eternal memory.

2019©Isadora DeLaVega

 

Genre: Poetry

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt:Anshu Bhojnagarwala

 

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Nurture Yourself – Journey to your Heart

Breathe In – Breathe Out

Breathe in, breathe out

Open your eyes

Do you see beauty?

Breathe in, breathe out

Close your eyes

Were you praying too?

Breathe in, breathe out

Let yourself fall

Did someone catch you?

Breathe in, breathe out

Open your heart

Did you let someone in?

Breathe in, breathe out

Reach out your hand

Did someone reach back?

Breathe in, breathe out

It’s time

Are you ready?

2019©Isadora DeLaVega

The Lotus has symbolized spiritual enlightenment.

The essence acts to accelerate spiritual evolvement

and enhance healing on every level within us.

 

 


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Cafe Chat – The Car Wash

Cafe Chat

 

 

 

 

 

Welcome … grab a cup of coffee, hot chocolate or a cup of my new favorite chai tea.

Now, sit in a comfy chair and let’s chat.

A little music might be nice … enjoy my selection …

I hope your weather has been good. It seems the temps have been a lot colder than usual. Do leave from where you’re visiting in the comments; if, you haven’t told me before. If you have a cafe post leave your link in the comments.   For the past few days, we’ve had glorious 70’s during the day and 50’s at night. It feels like spring. The birds have been snging again. The doors and windows are open letting in warmth Mother Nature is gifiting us here. I hope it stays like this for a long time.

Warmer temperatures energize me to go outdoors. I’ve been walking my neighborhood. There are many new homes being built in the area. It looks like the construction industry is on the rise. Northerners trying to retire or get away from those brutal cold temps are building for future moves. I suppose many are thinking about the difficulties winters can be when aging. I can honestly say I don’t miss walking in sloshy snow or driving in it.

Along with formulating gardening plans, its’ time for spring cleaning.  

My car is first on that list. Normally, my hubby does car wash duty. Unfortunately, this being his busy art show season he hasn’t had the time. I decided it was a job I could do.

I like bargain hunting and using coupons. I like the challenge. Anyway, Tuesday’s is Ladies Day at the car wash with $5.00 dollars off a full car wash. I have a classic car I plan on keeping forever. I get the works so nothing is left undone. The hubs sparkle and as does the car. 

After telling the gal I wanted the works with a new car scent, she gave me my cost ticket.

Then, I went into the office to pay and wait for my little gem to travel under the spigits of soapy water and wax. 

There was a woman in front of me in a bit of a tither. The insides of her purse were all over the counter, her tote on the floor was half folding like it was going to take a nap, and her wallet with a charge card peeking out was in her hand. 

She handed the clerk her cost ticket and waited for her total with tax. 

The clerk gave her the total price.

She, irately, shouted out, “Impossible.” 

In a very calm and nice voice the clerk – BTW, an older woman, said, “What did you want done to your car?”

“Just a wash, nothing else,” she growled.

“Well, you’ll have to go out and tell the gal to give you a ticket with wash only written on it,” she said politely.

“Can’t you do that?” “Don’t you have a microphone to call her in so she can do that?”

“No. I don’t have microphone connection with those employees.”

“You mean I have to go out and get another ticket?” she said elevating her attitude and body.

I think she may have grown 2″ with every word she spoke.

“Yes, you do have to go outside and get it.”

She grabbed her belongings and threw them in her purse. She plucked her tote into the small of her arm and with wallet in hand, twirled around and grumbled that – “People should learn to speak English” and left to get her new ticket.

The clerk looked at me snickered and chuckled as she pointed out something I already knew.

“What on earth is wrong with this woman?” “All of the employees are American.” “They all speak English.” “ And why is she so angry?”

Bewildered she went about checking me out to the major dismay of the grumbling woman who had returned dressed in her red stressed face.

As I walked away, the clerk said to her, “Those teens who are outside giving people tickets are my nieces and nephews who, incidentally, were born and raised in Florida. None of them speaks a foreign language. I think you have a bad attitude that in the future we can do without. Please discontinue coming here to have your car washed.” 

A smile crossed my face. I was happy that the clerk wasn’t willing to be mistreated just for money. 

As I sat waiting for my car to go through the washing process, I thought about the unnecessary anger this woman had spread.

Was she angry because she’s feeling that immigrants are arriving and taking jobs from Americans?

Is she a part of a warrior mentally that wants to fight and get angry about what’s being said in the news about foreigners; such as those that are crossing the borders? 

I think we’ve been growing less patient about the people crossing the borders. First and foremost they’re human beings. Then, from there, we should think about what America stands for. “Land of the free, home of the brave”.

I’m sure these immigrants want to do the right thing when it comes to entering the US. Some may not know what the rules and regulations are for entering. But, we have to have compassion and understand why they’re doing what they’re doing, not fight everyone; especially, the innocent children and people who aren’t criminals.

I’m not trying to discuss the politics of all of this. I want to know why a person would stand there and say, “People should learn English” when these teens were American born citizens. I thought she may have been making the disparaging remark to me as she was staring at me when she said it. But, I don’t have a persecution complex. For me, she was a barking dog that needed to be ignored or walked away from.

I was born in America – Brooklyn, New York … I AM an American … If you are Puerto Rican you ARE American the moment you’re born because Puerto Rico is a commonwealth of the United States. I was taught English language before I was taught Spanish.

So … no, I’m not talking politics I’m talking about judging other people. If you live in a glass house then be the first to throw the stone. Otherwise, have some decency to not judge.

What do you think? 

Has something like this happened somewhere in your life?

2019©Isadora DeLaVega

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If you love music … AND … The Eagles – aFrank is hosting the aFa Concert Series this weekend – to join in click here 

Last Saturday, the Musical was Neil Diamond music.

I’ve added two of the songs from the musical … enjoy!!!

 


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Friday Fictioneers – The Flame Flickered

We could see the candle flicker from my living room window.

Exhausted, we couldn’t sit by the fire and wait any longer. 

Paugua wouldn’t come into the house. She insisted she’d keep her traditions and live in her tepee until she died. 

Ravaged from the malaria it was just a matter of time. It had taken her beloved Eduvije months earlier. 

The Taino people slowly diminished from diseases after the arrival of European settlers.They had no natural-bodily defenses against them.

Perhaps this small piece, left of her life, would bring her comfort.

At midnight, the flickering flame dimmed. 

2019©Isadora DeLaVega

 

Genre: Historical

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt:©Renee Heath

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***** Paugua – Taino Indian name for Paula. My great grandmothers name.

*****Eduvije – Taino Indian name for Vincent. My great grandfathers name.

*****Taino Indians – The original inhabitants of Puerto Rico are the Taíno Indians, who called the island Borikén; however, as in other parts of the Americas, the native people soon diminished in number after the arrival of European settlers. It was estimated that the majority of all the Taino Indian inhabitants of the New World perished due to contact and contamination with Old World diseases, while those that survived were killed by warfare with each other and with Europeans.


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Sunday Song – Imagine

Any peaceful step

even calming your own feelings and emotions

contributes to peace in the world

Imagine by John Lennon

John Lennon – ‘Love’ – lyrics

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John Lennon was one of the songs added to ‘The Musical – Beatles

hosted by aFrank @ A Frank Angle. All are welcome, you can join in click here.

The next concert will be ‘Moody Blues’.