by Bela Johnson | Dec 30, 2014 | lifestyle, musings, nature, philosophy, Uncategorized
What is this sense of restlessness, a companion elbowing me on the bus to nowhere in particular; a dynamism like some archaic Discoverer’s gene poking its crusty head out between demands and an uncertain future? Is it a product of attaining a certain age,...
by Bela Johnson | Dec 2, 2014 | happiness, inspiration, mindfulness, musings, Uncategorized, writing
I used to be completely committed to telling the truth. In a way, I still am. What the requisites are, however, has changed. It seems the older I get, the more valuable incorporating other viewpoints becomes; for what, ultimately, is The Truth? Perspective must be...
by Bela Johnson | Nov 18, 2014 | musings, personal, philosophy, poetry, Uncategorized
Can only be discovered in stillness. Stopping all motion to bathe in silence, I discover no words, save those emanating from my own unique perspective. I am but a constellation of experience as seen through the kaleidoscope of the mind, which I subsequently and...
by Bela Johnson | Nov 4, 2014 | inspiration, lifestyle, musings, nature, Uncategorized
Pondering my daughter’s latest post about her service in Nepal as an acupuncture physician, I am suddenly struck by our shared proclivity to leave comfort of the familiar and strike out, only to become a guest in someone else’s home, community, country. A young woman...
by Bela Johnson | Oct 28, 2014 | musings, people, Uncategorized
The weeds in the road mounded, rambling over the cracked pavement strewn with bits of roadside flotsam and into the unkempt cemetery plot of Orange Mann. Nobody planned it really, things just unravel as they will, if one is not attentive. The graves had been there...
by Bela Johnson | Sep 23, 2014 | lifestyle, musings, philosophy, poetry, relationships, Uncategorized
What is trust but insidious risk cloaked in a tender blanket of intimacy until violated; no return to desirable templates. Is it instinct to gamble where, combined with a heart’s deep yearning for acceptance and the purest love, we shed peril at the feet of the...
