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She’s Walking In The Air

Amy Pierce — Thu, 02 Feb 2012 12:52:38 +0000

I’ve had two hours of sleep. My blessed mother died last night; it is a strange, strange world we live in where death means that everything must now be hurried. I have miles to go before I sleep. I have been imagining my mother as she’s walking in the air. Please share a few moments [...]

Amy Pierce
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Out In The Fields With . . .

Amy Pierce — Wed, 01 Feb 2012 15:22:51 +0000

Out in the Fields With God The little cares that fretted me I lost them yesterday Among the fields, above the sea, Among the winds at play, Among the lowing of the herds, The rustling of the trees, Among the singing of the birds, The humming of the bees. The foolish fears of what [...]

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Dream – Your Ship Has Come In

Amy Pierce — Tue, 31 Jan 2012 04:10:16 +0000

When we ask Spirit for something, we must be prepared to give something. Generally speaking, maybe even always, our giving is more of a giving up of something. What?? Here’s the deal: In actuality, there is no bargain to be struck, only a matching of energy between Spirit and our Self (our own Spirit). Do you see what [...]

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A Home on the Hill; A New Earth

Amy Pierce — Sun, 22 Jan 2012 19:00:29 +0000

BE STILL AND KNOW. BE STILL AND KNOW THAT . . . Thou art God walking this world as Amy; thou art Author of all that is thy life; thou art Creator, for good or ill, of all that thou seest. Be still and know that thou art leaving behind old ways so [...]

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Mary, Did You Know?

Amy Pierce — Sun, 25 Dec 2011 13:32:58 +0000

Christmas Morning is just dawning. God’s in His heaven (unless he’s at the hospital looking through the nursery window at his new baby boy), so all must be right with the world. I call New Hanover Medical Center’s CCU to find out if Mama Mary’s feeding tube was removed at four o’clock this morning. [...]

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Defrocked, Up-ended, and Ducking for Cover

Amy Pierce — Sat, 19 Nov 2011 06:05:40 +0000

identity: the state or fact of remaining the same one or ones, as under varying aspects or conditions In a little over three weeks I will celebrate my 60th birthday (gee whiz). True to form, I am already in the throes of the annual ‘birthday work’. What is that, you ask? Since the late 1980s, every November-into-December I have experienced some big ol’ piece of emotional clearing work (see blog category [...]

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Spare the Rod . . . please!

Amy Pierce — Fri, 30 Sep 2011 05:52:46 +0000

The rod of correction imparts wisdom, but a child left to himself disgraces his mother (Proverbs 29:15). frustration: an act or instance of causing somebody or something to be dissatisfied or unfulfilled home: a place where a person or animal can find refuge and safety or live in security It’s 4:21 a.m. I have [...]

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The Borderland

Amy Pierce — Mon, 26 Sep 2011 02:24:26 +0000

The Borderland, an essay from 19 October 2000 In my very early years I could not identify with people; truth is, I hated them. But oh how I loved animals. I was so very emotionally connected to these sentient beings, these ones I believed (at that time) had little say in their own destinies here [...]

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On Nine Eleven . . .

Amy Pierce — Sun, 11 Sep 2011 13:30:52 +0000

The following is the text of the talk I gave at North Raleigh Community Church as part of the community’s Peace Meditation Day, September 11, 2010 Holdings of the Heart, September 11, 2010 “Peace” … If we are attentive enough to notice, just hearing the word brings a body sensation, the nature of which is [...]

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Of Dentin and Dentists, of Harlequins and The Jabok

Amy Pierce — Tue, 06 Sep 2011 04:04:52 +0000

The urging comes to write, but not the knowing of what is to be written. I haven’t a need to chronicle the day; other pages exist for that. So I’ll yell “uncle” and give in to self-revelation by writing about the most recent wrestling match. “Helplessly hoping, her harlequin hovers nearby awaiting a word.” Readers of [...]

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