New Art

I have a ton of new art coming your way! On a painting frenzy and its definitely a good thing of you are into art! I am still painting rocks too… if anyone is interested in any of my work let me know! It could be gone in a blink of an eye!!!
“ELEVEN” acrylic


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May Flowers

As many are aware my Achilles had given out and ruptured on a tiny Lego in March…I wrote about it in my post “March Madness”. I am now well on my way to healing. It’s been crazy wearing 2 boots to get around in.  Don’t get me wrong…I am grateful to be out of the wheelchair for the most part. My wheels are being repaired as a write… had a fun day of it slamming me into various walls, doors, running over the cats tail… let me tell you! 

I’m the thick of things as soon as I was able to hobble I went and purchased a new to me vehicle. 

I have also picked up painting rocks while on the road to recovery,  was able to print out 30 years of poetry to finally get my book of poetry published as well as getting back into the groove of keeping my health a top priority. 

I felt like I was having a mid life crisis thinking I could keep my health up and try to work… that did not work out well at all.  Having disabilities is really hard when I was putting pressure on myself to be someone I wasn’t.  Yes, I miss working. not going to lie.  

Acceptance is key here.   So after the madness of March & April showers I bring to you May Flowers….and taking control back of where I need to be! 
Dawn Piercy, PhD

That Time is Near

Time is getting close. Whether you believe it or not.  Many are lost and don’t believe.  Immoral behavior has got to stop.  Repent.  It’s better for you to be safe than sorry.  It’s the end of the world as we know it,  the end times.  Read all about it.  You decide to accept him or not.  Your choice.  I myself pray you do.  Blessings to all. 

I may have not always known who I am,  who I am meant to be,  what life course to choose. My deepest darkest thoughts I have turned into the art of writing earning myself a Poet of Merit award and I have to say there is no better way to express myself than to write my thoughts rather than to act on them.  But I know now where I come from,  who I come from and where I am going.  My life map has been written before me,  I will not and can not get lost as long as I follow the straight and narrow road. If there are curves I now have a map to follow. 

As the 14th granddaughter of Martin Luther, I ask you,  as the granddaughter of every King James, I ask you,  from the Bloodline of the Holy Grail, I ask you,  from the Royal house of Judah, repent or be lost. 

I myself am no where near perfect.  I can not take a splinter out of your eye due that I have a plank in my own.  I have made many mistakes,  I have sinned but I have fully repented.  I have a broken heart and contrite spirit. I yearn to live in the full presence of God, his son and the holy spirit.  For no man may judge me nor my beliefs lest he be judged himself.

Love me or hate me, for what you feel or think of me is not my business anymore. What is my business is to set as many as I can on the path God is wanting you to be on plain and simple. 

20 years from now if we are all still here,  if there has been no WW3, call me crazy of you’d like…but until then….


Dawn Piercy, PhD  2017


As many are well aware of my health issues I am going to share this inspiring video. It is a giveaway!

If you or anyone you know suffers from arthritis, Lupas, Fibromyalgia, high blood pressure, diabetes then you will want to watch this! I myself started drinking Xerveo with hope of finding natural relief from my Lupas flare ups and pain.  Well, guess what?!

I have! You can too…this product has been a life saver.

You can get it here and also watch this inspiring video on how it has changed lives and enter for a chance to get it  free!

Dawn Piercy, PhD 2017

March Mood Madness

At the beginning of this month I wanted to blog about March Miracles. Not so as of now. As anyone knows that follows my blog,  I am 2nd generation Agent Orange.  My father was directly sprayed on and inhaled Agent Orange while being a 2 tour Commanding Officer in Vietnam and he lay the communication lines to spy and listen to the enemy at the time.  It was so saturated in him the dioxin mutated the DNA in his sperm, in turn passing the genetic mutation into my DNA. I can not escape my genetic mutation.  This in turn while having a congenital deformity of my femur bones has caused many issues. 

             On the bright sunny day of the Spring Equinox last Monday I was walking in my home and stepped on a tiny lego.  This tiny lego caused a 90% tear of my Achilles tendon. The Achilles tendon is now hanging by a thread and moving up into my calf.  Upon results of the MRI the rest of my ankle is torn up from past injuries as well.  I have surgery to try and repair the Achilles tendon this next week.  If however they are unable to repair my Achilles and around they may have no other choice then to amputate my leg from the knee down. 

          As a single mother of a special needs 3rd Gen A.O. child I am terrified to even fathom a thought anywhere near past this second. I will look at the fact that I am grateful to have an electric wheelchair and if need be I will get use to it once again.  
          I must carry on, keep my head held high and know that I can still do everything I do now, I’ll just be shorter from sitting.  I don’t have to be ok with it but I know I have to have acceptance no matter what the outcome may be.  Keep a positive attitude and know that my son seeing me this strong and happy despite pain will strengthen him beyond measures. 

          I can say without a doubt that I have anger twords the American government for spraying Agent Orange on our troops but I know that is the price of war, the price that comes with being in a military family. I am grateful and proud that my father served. I would not ever change that.  I know I can wish all I want but know it will change not anything.  Nor the fact that I am in a way serving my country by dying from the effects of 2nd generation Agent Orange. I am a child of war. A casualty that will not go down without a fight. For its not only my fight but every veteran that served and suffers the effects of Agent Orange and their children’s as well.  I believe we should have the right to sue the government for taking our lives without asking and have our Healthcare paid in full for the rest of our lives! 

I hope by sharing this it will give hope to others suffering to know you are not alone. 

United we Stand

Divided we Fall. 

Blessings and peace to all. 

Dawn Piercy, PhD  2017

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