About Amy Oscar + Becoming Real
I spent ten years at a magazine reading letters from people who’d seen angels.
Two million readers. One column. Tens of thousands of letters — handwritten, typed. People writing to a complete stranger about something incredible that had actually happened to them: a presence in the room the night their mother died. The voice that whispered turn around as the person they were destined to marry walked into the room, the other voice that shouted hit the brakes! seconds before the accident. The nurse who appeared beside the hospital bed then disappeared without a trace. The stranger who walked a child home in the dark and somehow knew just where she lived. I could tell you ten thousand stories like this — maybe more. Evidence of the light in places there was no light.
I read them every single day for ten years of my life. And every one of them opened my heart in ways that I’m still learning to name. It’s why I became a teacher. It’s why I became a soul coax. It’s why everything I do — the essays, the courses, the transmissions, the memoir I’m making now — circles back to the same question: What is actually happening here, inside a life?
That’s what Becoming Real is for.
What this is
Becoming Real is where I write. Publicly, vulnerably, in real time — about the spiritual life, the creative life, and what it means to live a life that is genuinely yours. I call it becoming real NOT after the Velveteen Rabbit (I never read that book) but because that’s what I believe we’re all here to do: become more fully, irreversibly ourselves.
I write here five or six times a week. Some posts are teachings. Some are transmissions. Some are chapters of whichever memoir I’m working on. Some are love letters to the present moment, or elegies for what’s already gone.
All of them are offered in the spirit of something I’ve come to believe: you are not here to perform a life. You are here to live one as fully as you can, supported by the force of an invisible Grace that loves you without conditions.
Who I am
I’m a writer, a spiritual teacher, and a memoirist living on a farm in New York State. I’m the author of Sea of Miracles and the co-author of My Guardian Angel (Hay House). I created the Soul Call Cards oracle deck and the Soul Caller Training. And now, I run the School of Magic — a collection of self-study workshops — and the School of Magic Journey membership.
I’ve been teaching people to listen to their lives for more than twenty years.
Why I do this
Because the world is loud and confusing and beautiful and terrible, and most of us are trying to make sense of it alone. Because I know what it is to feel like there’s something in you that hasn’t found its form yet — some knowing, some grief, some wonder — that needs a container, a witness, a word.
That’s what I try to do here.
Come in. Stay a while.
