Mj Pettengill

I am greeted by the bird chorus in the Singing Tree each morning.

So instead of going on about how I authentically care for the planet and its inhabitants, I am celebrating a week or so of silence.

It was oddly festive for such an unfortunate event.

For his music to be played with so much love and respect, three hundred and thirty-eight years later, I think he deserves a cake.

It had become a devastatin’ riddle, choosin’ between rent or food; because of the risin’ cost of both, Daidí could afford neither.

Child labor laws were not in place until later years, often brought about by catastrophic losses.

I stand amidst the falling snow, deep within myself.

Humans face, and will continue to face, immense social change as AI and automated technologies fill more positions in society.

The oak and weed together rise along the common ground.

Recently, my years of research and family history collided.

...they were stripped of their names and either given a fresh new name or were issued a number—a new moral identity.

There are countless ways to tap into the benefits of oranges and other citrus fruit.

Reclaim your wildness, and own your intended state.

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Paupers were punished for being poor, the elders for aging, and the sick for failing. Where did we go from there? Where do we go from here?

Once I was on my way to proper identification, comprehension, and acknowledgment, the wall of pain slowly and steadily vanished.

There was a great deal of heartache and compassion for these unfortunate souls, but few answers. I ask now, have we found solutions?

It is time to remember our strengths and trust ourselves again to navigate the future safely.

"Who knows the fate of little August? The Lord knows. And be prepared to accept that his mother will not return."

Often, we sense the presence of the ancient ones through the subtle movement of trees, birds, animals, and plants.