by Bela Johnson | May 9, 2020 | compassion, family, forgiveness, healing, perspective, Uncategorized
Today I posted an apology to my mother, now deceased, on Facebook. Apologized for not being more patient, more understanding; in essence a better daughter. Immediately friends rallied around me, supporting and consoling in these shared reflective times in that way...
by Bela Johnson | Apr 17, 2020 | growing up, healing, Uncategorized
Going back into my journals for the first time in years, I discover it’s interesting to note how clearly I perceive things now, compared to 15 years ago. For all those sheltering in isolation with others they are not quite used to being with 24/7, perhaps these...
by Bela Johnson | Aug 27, 2019 | consciousness, healing, nature, technology, Uncategorized
The Amazon burns, things are far of hand, too many world leaders well beyond their command, our planet, this paradise, abundant with life is far out of balance and cringing with strife; the elephants, tigers and rhinos are game for the fat wealthy hunter to target and...
by Bela Johnson | Jun 28, 2019 | healing, musings, philosophy, Uncategorized
Perfect timing is universally ordained, though once I did not believe it so; perfection was something I could attain with enough effort, enough input, by simply and assiduously being Enough for everyone and for all time; Then the learning began. Years of silence,...
by Bela Johnson | Apr 9, 2019 | compassion, creativity, gardening, healing, nature, Uncategorized
The crescent mark left by a garden knife is slowly mending, unresisting as I cleave yet another lifted layer of my own skin from its center until a proper feeling of softness returns to adjacent banks of that once-jagged riverbed; Like one’s own feelings...
by Bela Johnson | Mar 12, 2019 | healing, inspiration, lifestyle, nature, philosophy, Uncategorized
THE TEACHING Schooled to the rigors of religion, if I took nothing else away from those origins it was faith; faith that a child’s prayers would be answered by forces unseen, and I took root in that faith like fieldstone, anchoring my small body in cracks and...
