Becoming Real: The Journals of Amy Oscar

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March 2024

A poem about lavender and love and a visit to the lake house with a campfire at the end and more love.
Ode to the End of the World
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A plate of good things
Curated thoughts and links to good things
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February 2024

Ridiculously quiet inside.
When I am having trouble writing . . . I write about it.
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I was writing about one thing when another thing took over.
A poem-ish essay opens inside of an old poem.
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Transmission: These fearful thoughts are not yours. As you move through this time of turmoil, we are surrounding you in blessing.
As you move through this process, know that both sides of this argument are fighting for an old story. Know that something new - a new story and a new…
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January 2024

Intuitive listening is different from everyday hearing
To listen intuitively, you have to come inside. Close your eyes and quiet your thoughts. Breathing quietly, centering the breath in the heart, calms the…
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I've been sick. I feel better. This is a (small and significant) miracle.
On magic and mystery and the medicine of moving through the dream
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December 2023

Do you hear what I hear? The silence between one year and another
The space between years is not a time for resolutions. It's a sacred pause, meant for turning within and trusting your questions to the silence
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December: Recordings & Invitation
You are the light that calls to you. Setting intentions at the darkest time of the year. Hovering above the earth, held in the embrace of the deep…
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Amy Oscar
Waking up in the middle of the night to talk with God
Total darkness is beautiful. Velvet, thick inky black infused with green light.
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You are loved. You are blessed. You are already perfect. Nothing you do (or don't do) can exile you.
do not become enmeshed in an argument with this body - this form. Simply be with it, as you would be with a friend who has walked with you for a while…
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