by Bela Johnson | Oct 22, 2019 | dreaming, nature, philosophy, psychology, spirituality, Uncategorized
Trembling gently in twilight, rippling like a mirage, what seems solid during the day becomes otherworldly by nightfall when things left unresolved return to haunt the living; Important then to honor passing dreams, full-blown stories once told to the very young,...
by Bela Johnson | Oct 12, 2019 | lifestyle, nature, perspective, philosophy, self awareness, Uncategorized
Before the brief but long breath of lifetimes was profound silence, and if sounds were apprehended, they were but whispers compared to the chaos most have come to accept as the new normal; Before memory, arrived humans and wild creatures and whooshing winds, lapping...
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 | Aug 20, 2019 | mindfulness, nature, philosophy, self awareness, spirituality, Uncategorized
The sea rolls out and cannot pause long before once again seeking the safety of the shoreline; children leave home until they sprout sturdy wings of their own, only to one day return older, perhaps wiser, with appreciation of rootstock and richness of the nurturing...
by Bela Johnson | Aug 5, 2019 | #writephoto, dreaming, nature, pagan, poetry, Uncategorized
Gaze long enough into the mist and forms appear, a figure, two, fairy folk, the hag, an angel, as if the barge to Avalon had never faded far into memory; Look without looking, summon with your heart wide open and perhaps they will come, hestitant at first, trusting no...
by Bela Johnson | Jul 30, 2019 | gardening, Hawaii, nature, philosophy, photography, Uncategorized
The world cries out for Mother; fast food and high heels can never get us back to hands in earth, in soil, rich firmament above, dark umber below; heads in a clear azure sky and feet on the goodness of ground; On the ground we may feel, can sense a pulsing heartbeat,...
