Dreams do come to materializeā¦ My Dreams - The Magic
Sixty-four full years on this planet (i just checked again) And all the while, deep inside me, the little Girl was whispering:
who are you? why are you here? what is the greater purpose of your life?
~ A little fish in the big ocean ~ Often swimming against the tides ~ The mirror of othersā perceptions of me ~ Often mislead me ~ them ~ and my choices.
- At times, Lone Ranger quietly living my inner reality
- There was paper and pen for my outrageousness.
- Flashes of one mighty courageous granny
- Blowing on the cinders of a once suffragette.
No, I am not done with yet š
I may be gullible at times, empathy can mislead! And my best intentions be questioned, but I also know the importance of a deeply meant Apology - for both the Offended and the Offender -
Could my little girl's dreams stay in the Never To Be?
- An Ark of Noahās type I had wished for
- Not only for animals but also for the unloved people with no family.
A place where all would live in harmony and free. Internet had facilitated the global reach, from down-under I created:
TasArkFarms
A social place for where my granny-on-the-land voice can be heard; my shout outs against any methods that Mother Nature did not intend. Typical Tags would include HealthAndDiet, WaterIsLife , FIY, NaturalRecipes. And lots of photos and videos taken onsite of our local flora and fauna.
TicketsToTheWorld
A repositary of beautiful places and travel stories from all over the world in one spot. No need to even travel, but on the web, to take a breather from the Big Smoke cities. To be able to listen to our local birds, our happy cows, the wind in the trees, our river flowing fiercely after the rain . To see as if you were here skies you had forgotten still existed; clear blue, with real clouds. Okay on some days we get the occasional chemtrails, a line or two only, as if lost from their original destination; The so called āover-populatedā cities, by design and in accordance with the Globalist Plan!
A bit of History
The pursuit of *Unconditional Love*for each other has ruled my life path. Now how much easier is it to āhelp othersā and keep so busy at it that you never find the time to āhelp yourselfā and find the original answer to the Question >Who am I?
I am a dreamer, not a leader as such, I do not enjoy the limelight either. It suffices for me to know deep in my heart that i am as true as can be to the person i strive to be.
Also I considered that the seemingly āgenerousā gifts to others in need, often anonymously so, shyness does it, hiding was easier, were in fact āselfishā for the joy it gives to the giver, me. The silent signature to the note was:
if and when you can, please pay it forward.
- The Ark has also magically materialised
- For this tired, old Joan (of both Arc/Ark) battler
- From my Tasmanian Island of Beauty
- Tasarkfarms has been my main platform
- And Patriciakm is a holder of the Key*
Yes, they said that I was a dreamer ~ For a better world for all creatures ~ Where Individuality ~ Equality and ~ Unconditional Love is the Key ~
For my little Patriciaās dreams
- Have become my grannyās reality
- The Ark in my heart has materialised
- Our rescued animals roam free
- Our native animals are not chased
Our philosophy Honour Mother Earth and all of her Creatures.**
Finally, Internet has become again what we, the people, wanted it to be:
A platform where anyone at all, be it in a desert with only a cell phone, anyone can be his/her own Free Manager of all things: - Your own Banker - Your own Publisher - Your own Currency trader - Your own Developer - - Your Own Free You
PS: My Apologies it took me so long before I posted my introduction. Doesnāt it illustrate my claims in this post? Iād rather encourage others I am discovering, by the page loads, each time I connectā¦
