Mj PettengillMay 82 minRaw, Wild ImperfectionBefore Death’s final blow, she was but a flower that never faded, showin’ me the fierceness of a mother’s love.
Mj PettengillApr 221 minThe Heart of the TreeThere wasn’t a better place for untanglin’ thoughts and bein’ amongst clouds.
Mj PettengillApr 122 minFall River: More Than Lizzie BordenWe cannot heal what we are unwilling to look at or afraid to know.
Mj PettengillMar 174 minLast Footprint Upon the SoilWe were not rich, but we were content, imperfect, and lovingly frayed around the edges.
Mj PettengillFeb 82 minHer Faith Kept Her FreeBefore Death’s final blow, she was but a flower that never faded, showin’ me the fierceness of a mother’s love.
Mj PettengillJan 253 minUntil Then, the Angels Would DoI admired the courage of the wayward girl, the one who left snow angels in our winter garden.
Mj PettengillDec 18, 20213 minA Path Adorned With Snow Angels: An Inmate's First ChristmasMay we always care about the truth. And may we not allow fear to lead the way.
Mj PettengillDec 11, 20211 minFrom the Author's Pen: Quoting Nellie...bringing me home to Cold River.
Mj PettengillNov 7, 20215 minIn Essence, the Truth is HotAfter all, we did not have a playbook so, we made up the rules as we went along.
Mj PettengillNov 1, 20216 minOne More Chance to Pray “I am with child.” My temples pounded. All strength was gone.
Mj PettengillOct 3, 20213 minGoing Once! Going Twice! Auctioning the PoorUnlike the traditional auction, the pauper was sold to the lowest bidder.
Mj PettengillSep 30, 20215 minGrateful to Be In ItI had never played for such a vast and diverse audience—on both sides of the fence—it mattered not that they were, in fact, dead.
Mj PettengillSep 26, 20212 minWe Are Each Other's LightIt is unnecessary to wait for what we perceive as the perfect opportunity or the right conditions.
Mj PettengillSep 5, 20213 minWhere the River LeadsWe tend to go with the flow but have no idea where the river leads.
Mj PettengillSep 2, 20212 minA Monocle CurlShe said that only very special people had a monocle curl and that they saw things differently.
Mj PettengillAug 20, 20213 minFrom the Author's Pen: Know When You Are Called UponImagine sitting in the middle of a field of anonymous graves with nothing to go on but intuition.
Mj PettengillAug 16, 20212 minFrom the Author's Pen: Be the TreeThe trees help old souls reach out to me, begging for their stories to be told. Until that time, it is they who need consoling.
Mj PettengillJul 28, 20213 minWhen They Hauled Folks Away: From the Author's PenI stood and watched until Death’s cart was out of sight. I was not afraid. I could not say what I felt, but it was not fear.
Mj PettengillJul 25, 20218 minThe Soul of a Barn: From the Author's PenRemembering a barn and entering it is to remember my heart and enter my soul. I am confident that a wide assortment of thoughts and ideas...
Mj PettengillJul 3, 20213 minFrom the Author's Pen: The Fourth of July at the Poor FarmWhat did it mean to win or lose?