by Bela Johnson | Aug 13, 2013 | freedom, musings, nature, personal, philosophy, Uncategorized
I know a woman who labels everything. It causes me to smile sometimes and cringe at others, especially when she confers cutesy monikers upon wild creatures. It seems insensitive to me, to somehow expect the dwindling nonhuman free spirits of the world to be shackled...
by Bela Johnson | Aug 6, 2013 | inspiration, love, personal, Uncategorized
I’ve begun writing with yet another group of powerful women. Our theme is Mothers and Daughters, and while I was pondering my first submission to the group, this little ditty sprang into my head before I settled down to compose my ‘real’ piece....
by Bela Johnson | Jul 16, 2013 | musings, people, personal, poetry, Uncategorized
Ladybug, ladybug, fly away home. Your house is on fire; your children all roam. Grief washes over me in surprising waves, currents flowing into eddies in the folds of my brain. She fidgets in the nursing home; picking feathers off false birds needing no tending....
by Bela Johnson | Jul 9, 2013 | personal, philosophy, science, Uncategorized
Who would have thought that looking up one’s age as a number on the periodic table of elements would result in another amazing revelation? Yet here I am, just turned sixty, googling my element like a child on a scavenger hunt. Here’s what I...
by Bela Johnson | Jul 2, 2013 | musings, personal, philosophy, poetry, relationships, Uncategorized
Now fold your arms, and bow your head. And listen, while the prayer is said. ~ from my childhood Stop. Look. Listen. I learned them well as a child growing up on concrete and asphalt; backdrop of mountains and trees. Sitting in Sunday school, arms...
