Mj Pettengill
Marya of the Wood: Where the Sun Shines Through
Given the opportunity, they imply balance in a world that has lost its equilibrium.
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Mj Pettengill
Jul 11, 20212 min read
Marya of the Wood: A Trace of Wild Mint
I do not believe in coincidences and am grateful for miracles, especially the small, unexpected ones.
Mj Pettengill
Jul 9, 20212 min read
Marya of the Wood: The Hermit Thrush Calls My Name
We need not vanish in pale shadows, alienated from our essence. To be silenced, overlooked, or crushed leads to an uncertain death.
Mj Pettengill
Jul 7, 20214 min read
When the Stars Are Out of Breath
I have stood beneath the raging skies—a thousand storms threatening life as we once knew it.
Mj Pettengill
Jun 30, 20213 min read
Marya of the Wood: The Triumph of Eagle Cliff
Within moments of hiking on the path, my son found a perfect walking stick for me. I will admit, I felt like a wizardess.
Mj Pettengill
Jun 27, 20219 min read
One Hundred and Forty-Three Years Ago Today
Tho’ I knew that mornin’ had indeed arrived, its general nature had gone wrong.
Mj Pettengill
Jun 23, 20213 min read
Marya of the Wood: The Stillness of a Wild Meadow
I will make my way home, leaving behind footsteps for future generations while adding another rich layer of memory on this much-loved land.
Mj Pettengill
Jun 17, 20214 min read
Marya of the Wood: The Return of Swift and Song
One of the most dangerous things that we can do is forget to sing and dance.
Mj Pettengill
Jun 10, 20212 min read
In the Open Fields and Woods
Here and now, we witness the great unknown, blazing new trails, and discovering that we are not lost, but the world itself is adrift.
Mj Pettengill
Jun 5, 20212 min read
Marya of the Wood: If You Need to Consult a Daisy
The daisies come when my wearied soul is adrift in unknown waters.
Mj Pettengill
May 30, 20212 min read
The Last Time Playing Taps
I played as a daughter—your daughter. This was no ordinary gig.
Mj Pettengill
May 24, 20212 min read
Beneath the Shadow of Its Leaf
A slight breeze rolled down the slope of the hill, revealing that it was a violet blossom hidden beneath the shadow of its leaf.
Mj Pettengill
May 20, 20211 min read
The Fall of Rome: Auden
By W.H. Auden For Cyril Connolly The piers are pummelled by the waves; In a lonely field the rain Lashes an abandoned train; Outlaws...
Mj Pettengill
May 19, 20211 min read
A Shout Out to the Frogs (Future Princes)
Surrounded by various water sources, it is an 'all-you-can-eat buffet' for insectivores.
Mj Pettengill
May 14, 20212 min read
Venturing Into the Deeps
If your insight, instincts, and intuition are intact, then you may be in the midst of cracking open. If you dare trust yourself, this is...
Mj Pettengill
May 6, 20214 min read
It Made Me a Better Farmer
Daddy always said that when somethin’ is born, somethin’ dies, and when somethin’ dies, somethin’ is born—livestock, deadstock.
Mj Pettengill
May 4, 20213 min read
Secrets Inside of a Patient Violet Cloud
I was just eight years old when I had the idea to play in the cemetery and stop and read the stones.
Mj Pettengill
May 2, 20214 min read
Hope and the Buried Moon
Time works differently when waiting for the unknown.
Mj Pettengill
Apr 30, 20212 min read
Marya's Mother: Bleeding at the Roots
Together, we navigated the enduring darkness born from life—a tree no longer bleeding at the roots.
Mj Pettengill
Apr 26, 20216 min read
The Sound of Silence
Once again, regarding history, I emphasize acknowledgment over judgment.
Down from the Tree - Book Three
Samuel J. Hodgdon II
A Boy ~ A Vision ~ A Knowing Tree
The Journey Continues
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