Mary K. Wiper

Monday, September 27, 2004

Mary & Shannon, Millenium New Year's Eve, Fargo

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This website is dedicated to Mary Wiper. Mary was able to touch family, friends, and colleagues with her radiating smile, kind and gentle spirit, and loving ways. Her dedication to her beliefs, and her ability to connect, empathize and respect others will always be remembered. "I must contribute to the creation of the spontaneous design and cycle of life. I will learn great lessons from the earth, because she is a wonderful teacher. I will celebrate the continuance of my journey. I want to laugh, sing, smile, cry, and dance in the name of the earth." (Mary Wiper, 1996). To all of you who knew Mary, this website is a place to share memories and connect with others such that we are able to celebrate her life and the journey that she had and will continue to have, in our hearts. Please feel free to share your thoughts, experiences, and special memories of Mary, the Green Dancer.

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"We simply need that wild country available to us, even if we never do more than drive to its edge and look in. For it can be a means of reassuring ourselves of our sanity as creatures, a part of the geography of hope."--Wallace Stegner

"I must contribute to the creation of the spontaneous design and cycle of life. I will learn great lessons from the earth, because she is a wonderful teacher. I will celebrate the continuance of my journey. I want to laugh, sing, smile, cry, and dance in the name of the earth." (Mary Wiper, 1996)

FOR A TIME I HAVE LIVED WITH YOU. AND NOW I MUST BE GOING SEPARATELY TO BE TOGETHER. PERHAPS I SHALL BE THE WIND TO BLUR YOUR SMOOTH WATERS SO THAT YOU DO NOT SEE YOUR FACE TOO MUCH. PERHAPS I SHALL BE THE STAR TO GUIDE YOUR UNCERTAIN WINGS SO THAT YOU HAVE DIRECTION IN THE NIGHT. PERHAPS I SHALL BE THE FIRE TO SEPARATE YOUR THOUGHTS SO THAT YOU DO NOT GIVE UP. PERHAPS I SHALL BE THE RAIN TO OPEN UP THE EARTH SO THAT YOUR SEED MAY FALL. PERHAPS I SHALL BE THE SNOW TO LET YOUR BLOSSOMS SLEEP SO THAT YOUR MAY BLOOM IN THE SPRING. PERHAPS I SHALL BE THE STREAM TO PLAY A SONG ON THE ROCK SO THAT YOU ARE NOT ALONE. PERHAPS I SHALL BE A NEW MOUNTAIN SO THAT YOU ALWAYS HAVE A HOME

Mary K. Wiper

Monday, September 27, 2004

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