June Pierce June “Moonwater” Pierce of Eugene died Oct. 26 of a stroke at age 63.
A celebration of life will be later. She was born June 13, 1944, in Brooklyn, N.Y., to Miguel and Anna Gralnick Solis. Pierce graduated from high school. She worked as a singer and musician.
Survivors include two daughters, Cherie Livaudais and Elana Carlson, both of Eugene; three sons, Adam Rice of Eugene, Tim Langford of Apopka, Fla., and Chris Langford of Kissimee, Fla.; two sisters, Lila Cox of Eugene and Elaine Schiff of Royal Palm Beach, Fla.; two brothers, Victor Solis of Los Angeles and Michael Solis; 12 grandchildren and one great-grandchild. In lieu of flowers, remembrances to the June “Moonwater” Pierce Memorial Fund at Oregon Community Credit Union. Arrangements by Poole-Larsen Funeral Home in Eugene.
A Hopi Elder Speaks
"You have been telling the people that this is the Eleventh Hour, now you must go back and tell the people that this is the Hour. And there are things to be considered ... Where are you living? What are you doing? What are your relationships? Are you in right relation? Where is your water? Know your garden. It is time to speak your Truth. Create your community. Be good to each other. And do not look outside yourself for the leader." Then he clasped his hands together, smiled, and said, "This could be a good time! There is a river flowing now very fast. It is so great and swift that there are those who will be afraid. They will try to hold on to the shore. They will feel they are being torn apart and will suffer greatly. Know the river has its destination. The elders say we must let go of the shore, push off into the middle of the river, keep our eyes open, and our heads above water. And I say, see who is in there with you and celebrate. At this time in! history, we are to take nothing personally. Least of all, ourselves. For the moment that we do, our spiritual growth and journey comes to a halt. The time of the lone wolf is over. Gather yourselves! Banish the word struggle from your attitude and your vocabulary. All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration. We are the ones we've been waiting for."
Etienne de Grellet (1773-1855)
"I shall pass through this world but once. If, therefore, there can be any kindness I can show, or any good thing I can do, let me do it now; let me not defer it or neglect it, for I shall not pass this way again."