by Bela Johnson | Sep 8, 2015 | Hawaii, lifestyle, musings, nature, poetry
Between cinder cone mountains and the solid feel of dog flesh nudging ribs lie vast expanses of earth, surging seas thundering against cliffs and sand like the unceasing labors of Sisyphus. As whitecaps assail her surface, a clutch of humpbacks, slick heaving...
by Bela Johnson | Aug 4, 2015 | lifestyle, nature, philosophy, Uncategorized
Leaving mountains and concrete and pollution, confusion and mayhem beyond management, I was eighteen and moving far away from small minds and big noises, ignorance of the intelligent forsaken for silence of trees and waters and loss of language. Not where I was...
by Bela Johnson | Jul 21, 2015 | lifestyle, nature, personal, philosophy, Uncategorized
We go on and life continues with or without our participation. Because of this, I selectively choose to let loose memories, fall leaves blushing red, gold, yellow before browning on the ground. Still those composted fragments remain, great beast led slowly down the...
by Bela Johnson | Jul 9, 2015 | inspiration, musings, nature, philosophy, Uncategorized
Why grow impatient at the dawning of a day loaned to us in sequence of indeterminate length while rushing sunset in earnest completion of work for too little pay? Life is a gift we open in the present, hingeing on each moment eyes feast upon splendor of sky, sea and...
by Bela Johnson | Jun 25, 2015 | nature, philosophy, poetry, self awareness, Uncategorized
Renewing my world happens in flashes of insight. If I gaze across twilight in dread of darkness impending, I negate the incubating promise of restoration with the breaking of morn; I shun my own body, fecund with potential percolating possibilities yet to be realized,...
by Bela Johnson | Jun 15, 2015 | lifestyle, mindfulness, nature, psychology, self awareness, Uncategorized
The path of action is one I have often taken, even advocated, so why does it seem to elude me these days? The intellect, ever mind-full, providing endless amusement, observations. In the end, is this helpful or simply deterrent to accepting the fullness of existence?...
