by Bela Johnson | Nov 29, 2012 | animals, inspiration, lifestyle, nature, philosophy, Uncategorized
As wintertime deepens, one observes nature releasing what she will not require in the cold months ahead. Energy in plants moves inward, growth slows and finally stops. Leaves shed from deciduous trees and some evergreens’ needles turn to yellow. Frogs aestivate...
by Bela Johnson | Nov 13, 2012 | inspiration, lifestyle, nature, philosophy, photography, Uncategorized
As a child in less than ideal circumstances, life was filled with dread and despair. Yet I always felt I had an invisible confidant in a faceless Creator – a sort of tabula rasa onto whom I could project all my love and hate; all the repressed passions I could...
by Bela Johnson | Nov 9, 2012 | happiness, inspiration, lifestyle, nature, personal, philosophy, Uncategorized
This old Max Ehrmann poem is as relevant to me today as ever it was: Go placidly amidst the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and...
by Bela Johnson | Oct 23, 2012 | lifestyle, nature, travel, Uncategorized, whitewater rafting
How is it that a visceral memory of thirty years ago sustains itself so vividly in both the body and mind? Such is my experience of whitewater rafting – a rolling, jaunting, thrilling escapade down some of the wildest water that still exists in North America,...
by Bela Johnson | Oct 19, 2012 | art, creativity, lifestyle, nature, Uncategorized
I’ve discovered the best synonym for light is magic. For years I would talk with artist friends who would exclaim, eyes flashing, “Oh, but the light!” This always confounded me. I couldn’t imagine what they were talking about. Light was light enough, and dark was too...
by Bela Johnson | Oct 10, 2012 | happiness, inspiration, lifestyle, nature, philosophy, Uncategorized
Ever since I’ve had a choice, I’ve lived in the wild. My body, tethered to a mind that wanders, needs constant affirmation of its place in the earthly scheme of things. Without this physical contact, my spirit years too much for that nameless home in the sea of pure...
