by Bela Johnson | Aug 2, 2020 | country living, home, lifestyle, nature, photography, Uncategorized
I have spent too many hours marking time, waiting for changes to come, passing precious moments in feckless meandering, spinning wheels, Ariadne in the shadows, balls of twine raveling and lying in a tangled heap at my feet; Now we have arrived, dream fulfilled,...
by Bela Johnson | May 5, 2020 | COVID-19, musings, nature, patience, perspective, philosophy, Uncategorized
I must keep reminding myself, this is not just about me; nothing I have done or failed to do, it was timing, good or poor, none of us could have predicted just how and when the changes this precious earth needed in order to cleanse herself of one species’...
by Bela Johnson | Apr 5, 2020 | community, consciousness, nature, peace, philosophy, Uncategorized
I write, and I start; write and I stop; what can be said in these times? Only that what many consider real out there is simply not my reality. Yet how to explain this so that people don’t feel as though I am being careless or crass? The fact is, I care so much...
by Bela Johnson | Mar 27, 2020 | inspiration, nature, perspective, philosophy, Uncategorized
I have chosen to come here to this place, bleak and dry and windblown after the harshness of winter; the land has been in isolation too, as it perpetually will uncomplainingly, year following year, why do we humans resist it so? The is-ness of life is a thing we have...
by Bela Johnson | Mar 4, 2020 | nature, philosophy, self awareness, Uncategorized
A light shaft slices down the lane through the truffled cover of night, bouncing heaven-first to shoulders, traveling the length of my spine to the tips of chilled fingers, then perceived again clearly through another’s warmed skin, like holding a...
by Bela Johnson | Feb 25, 2020 | gardening, musings, nature, perspective, Uncategorized
I had to look twice, glancing out the kitchen window as the flutter of a mynah bird’s jet black wings jogged my vision into memory, the giant frond of a Queen Emma lily flung carelessly by a kicking wind, bent not broken into a shape resembling the appendage of...
