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Name: Stephanie

Gender: Female

Status: Single

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Sioux Falls, South Dakota
United States

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AARP South Dakota

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We live in illusion and the appearance of things. There is a reality. We are that reality. When you understand this, you see that you are nothing, and being nothing, you are everything. That is all.

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I'm the Senior Ops Admin for AARP South Dakota. Lately I have found I carry a large amount of love in my heart for many people and humanity in general. It is a wonderful feeling to have.

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humanity, my family, spirituality, art, music, poetry, good reads, laughing, laughing, laughing, learning, hugs & kisses, listening to children share their wisdom, quantum physics, secrets of all kinds, mysteries of the world and universe, cuddling under the blankets on cold winter nights, star gazing,tall tales, thunder storms, breezy days, the smell of the forest right before it rains, people watching, my grandmothers and aunties, butterflies, white puffy clouds, waterfalls,the sound of crunching snow, driving on empty highways and byways at a slow pace with my windows down, smiles, old people, catching snakes and toads with my little boys, remembering my father ------ Good coffee, good music, good company and a newspaper on Sunday morning ------

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The Harvest Moon - On My Way to Eagle Butte

A little ditty I wrote last year....

As I drive down the highway this early fall morning. the harvest moon is beginning to set. It is big, luscious and a breathtaking shade of pale yellow. I can see the small animals smelling the air and drinking from the ponds tucked within the groves of trees along the road. The water seems to be a surface of glass reflecting back to the moon her gaze of wonder. The sunflowers are beginning to droop their heads in their gray permanent stillness, readying themselves to feed the birds traveling south for the winter before the hungry combines gobble them up.

I drive as slowly as I can, observing the old farmers making their way to the gas stations on the edges of the small country towns along this peaceful highway. This is where they gather after eating their breakfasts of eggs and bacon sprinkled with salt and pepper and a piece of buttery toast. The smell probably lingers…blending with the odor of cigarettes, coffee and diesel that permeate the air in these gathering places. I remember their type of talk from my childhood, blessed with time spent near my grandpa, an old farmer himself. I know the most treasured words they utter the 'God Dammits" and "Bullshits" that are the exclamations of choice, often followed by deep laughter.

I smile as I drive on still staring at the moon shining down on me. The clouds on the horizon have edged closer. The moon seems to tuck her self inside the puffy pockets within them. She looks like a huge button being pushed through a button hole on a soft, cozy sweater.

As the moon sinks lower and lower on the horizon the sun begins to rise behind me in the east. The colors of the moon intensify becoming bright yellows, oranges, reds and pinks. It is a breath taking scene. I feel every moment of this beauty vibrate my soul. Tears of wonder and amazement fall from my eyes. As the moon finally sets at the end of the westerly highway, I take a deep breath and notice a hawk swoop down in front of me. It is as if he came to say he understands this moment in my soul and brings his blessing to the beginning of this beautiful fall day.

Added: September 18, 2008
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