by Bela Johnson | Jul 7, 2026 | Uncategorized
We’ve been flung out over water like skipping stones—not on a lake or pond, but across the long, wide, never-ending turquoise ocean of the Pacific. Soaring in a metal tube while everything that follows us arrives by barge. As we settle our belongings—the dogs forget...
by Bela Johnson | Jul 4, 2026 | Uncategorized
Sometimes I glimpse, for a millisecond,another reality, another way of being in the world.It’s as if I have been wandering through a giant old building,catching shards of light as they stream through cracksin the weathered walls. An old structure along Route 2 in...
by Bela Johnson | Jul 2, 2026 | Uncategorized
The steady drizzle of a Hawaiian tradewinds pattern hereon the windward side of this island brings to mindthe shrieking gusts of the high desert in New Mexico—harsh winds that strip away any moisture that might lingeron the surface of things. I’m not sure what drew me...
by Bela Johnson | Jun 30, 2026 | Uncategorized
I can’t know what it will be liketo be eighty.Ninety.One hundred. How could I? PerhapsI will enter those decadesmuch as I have the seventh —one ordinary daybecoming the next. That is how muchof this human journeyhas passed. One day turns into the next,and before...
by Bela Johnson | Jun 27, 2026 | Uncategorized
Fear is an ancient instinct, woven into every living creature to help ensure survival. Every species possesses it. The difference is that humans have the remarkable ability to extend a moment of instinct into a story—a story that can become panic, aggression, or...
