tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7265206935419151730.post8417005937895862424..comments2023-10-30T08:27:48.804-04:00Comments on what's deb doing?: trustdeb did ithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11540239617159548759noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7265206935419151730.post-68984602715962062722010-05-26T14:20:29.686-04:002010-05-26T14:20:29.686-04:00Τhat i want most in my life is to face my fears. Ι...Τhat i want most in my life is to face my fears. Ι want to be released from them.I want to feel lighter. I want to honor the meaning of my name: Freedom. I owe that to little girl who lives inside my heart. Fears hold me back and i want to move forward.... And a big dream is to travel to Texas to meet you, sweet Deb. Much love.Teteelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05575247524573720591noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7265206935419151730.post-67497008941251134432010-05-26T06:14:37.197-04:002010-05-26T06:14:37.197-04:00my biggest dream is to own a garden, not rent a wo...my biggest dream is to own a garden, not rent a work in my landlord's garden like I do now, but it is mine and all the work I put into I can one day in my nineties enjoy, as i sit back in my porch rocker and smoke tobacco in my corn cob pipe.<br />ktkthttp://kt40.typepad.com/kt40s/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7265206935419151730.post-31658626239125843712010-05-26T01:53:39.595-04:002010-05-26T01:53:39.595-04:00Precious picture.. I wanted to get on with them.. ...Precious picture.. I wanted to get on with them.. My dream has always been to live a fairytale LOVE story and own an incredible store filled with things I make.. I've done my part of the LOVE story if only that darn man of mine would get busy on his... and my store.. right now is just a dream.. boo hoo... but there is always someday.<br />StaciStaci Danfordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13765374242444692658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7265206935419151730.post-32583220543488104122010-05-25T09:31:58.796-04:002010-05-25T09:31:58.796-04:00trust is an open field of bright true eyed flowers...trust is an open field of bright true eyed flowers. the warm summer air lifting your heart like a pure white sail onto an open lake. trust is believing both the heights of joy and the dark shadowy undertow.<br /><br />dream? to live life moment by moment with the intensity of blooming flowers, open, radiant, present and willing.rebeccahttp://www.corazon.typepad.comnoreply@blogger.com