by Bela Johnson | Oct 16, 2025 | awakening, regeneration
Daily writing promptWhen you think of the word “successful,” who’s the first person that comes to mind and why?View all responses When I think of the word successful, I pause—uncertain what, and to whom that world belongs. It feels imported from...
by Bela Johnson | Oct 16, 2025 | awakening, earth witness, Observations, regeneration, Uncategorized
Late tonight my body longs for the balm of sleep,the oblivion of dreams—yet awareness flareslike a just-struck match; ideas rumble and roll.I am not beset by worry, but by the bright acheof knowing how brief it all is—this speck in eternitywe call life, the amazing...
by Bela Johnson | Oct 3, 2025 | awakening, inspiration, philosophy, self awareness, Uncategorized
If I am never to return to a form once embraced, rejected,explored – I am going to have to live life on purpose,awaken my potential, neither denying the darknessnor the light, but rather growing, albeit too slowly,into something I Am – something authentic...
by Bela Johnson | Sep 9, 2025 | awakening, consciousness, healing, musings, nature, Uncategorized
It seems days roll into nights too vast for winkingstars and spinning galaxies, while the wind blows as everand the ocean flows its indigo rhythms as timeremains this human folly we cannot bend or break;still in one blink, gardens are created, another housebecomes...
by Bela Johnson | Sep 21, 2024 | awakening, culture, spirituality, technology, Uncategorized
Beyond what any math can validatelie the secrets of the universe, communicatedin code our scientists have yet to unravelmostly because, despite their elevated positionin society, they are still trying to interpret the languageof stars into the restrictive lingo of...
by Bela Johnson | May 12, 2024 | awakening, forgiveness, human interest, inspiration, Uncategorized
Dull and sleeping until the next eventis the general state of humanity, how forgetfulwe all can be, the heaviness of conditioning,the arc of forgetfulness leading us to believethis to be all, the summation of eons of time,muted down into a sliver of thin bright souls;...
