Wishing you all of the very best, but above all, good health and happiness. May the goddesses of bliss and euphoria shine down on you today and always!
Dharmagirl's Life List
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1. Want And Need less from Life
4 entries . 119 cheers2 people -
2. Learn to let things go
1 entry . 180 cheers110 people -
3. face the unknown and be fearless
5 entries . 129 cheers16 people -
4. See myself as others see me
63 cheers14 people -
5. Regularly Question The Universe, And See What It Really Has To Say For Itself
1 entry . 56 cheers6 people -
6. Open The Gates To My Garden, Through A Montage Collage of Photography
3 entries . 42 cheers1 person -
7. Do NOT Be Quick to Judge
2 entries . 121 cheers8 people -
8. Walk more often in other peoples shoes
91 cheers2 people -
9. Find a cure for Cancer
2 entries . 118 cheers154 people -
10. Listen to that little inner voice( even if everyone thinks you crazy!!!)
1 entry . 150 cheers7 people -
11. be at peace with myself
1 entry . 128 cheers243 people -
12. Search For My Hidden "Talent", Find It, And Hold On Tight
1 entry . 71 cheers11 people -
13. Go beyond my comfort zone
1 entry . 124 cheers5 people -
14. Help end racism
1 entry . 82 cheers14 people -
15. Never Let My Inner Child Grow up....EVER!!
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16. STOP MINDLESS MEDIA FROM ENTERING MY MIND MORE OFTEN !!!
1 entry . 88 cheers4 people -
17. Learn to play the drums
3 entries . 60 cheers1,933 people -
18. Find a message in a bottle telling me where the hidden treasure is buried
1 entry . 27 cheers2 people -
19. Come Out Of The Closet
1 entry . 74 cheers293 people -
20. Have 43people help Flirt's 43things Teddy Bear travel around the world!!!
47 team members . 9 cheers31 people -
21. hide 43 treasures
35 cheers14 people
How I did it: By looking at myself, and realizing that's what I most needed from others, but would never get until I learned to navigate the path myself first. Read how I did it…
that I can truly say I have done this.
But when you walk a person to the otherside, a part of you goes with them.
the hinges all but rusted, thigh high weeds grow where once flowers flourished. I wander the over grown paths in my mourning clothes, damp dew gathering on it’s dark crêpe edges as it sweeps through my memories.. My grief is reflected in the water I pass, the reflection is unknown to me, the pain erasing my once familiar lines, and replacing them with something much harsher. The air hangs heavy and silent…. too silent. A wilted rose escapes from my hand, I can no longer pick it up.



