Is Penelope Josephine Oak my given name?
Nope.
And what is the wonder of the world if not to birth in a little piece of newness?
Penelope for the lady who taught me the beauty of radical giving no fucks.
Josephine for the desert magic that taught me the beauty of radical acceptance.
Oak for the roots that taught me the beauty of home – not a single place: an action of growth.
And so PJ Oak will be speaking to you through these words.
Thank you for being here.
Penelope J Oak 