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 | Nov 1, 2012 | inspiration, personal, philosophy, random thoughts, Uncategorized
A lot can happen in twenty years. When I was fifteen and not even dreaming about computers and iPhones, my most vivid memory was an awkwardness in every step and feeling fat in a sea of Twiggies. My greatest concern was not in fully grasping chemistry’s periodic...
by Bela Johnson | Oct 30, 2012 | community, creativity, inspiration, personal, Uncategorized, writing
Writing is often a solitary pursuit. Thus it is with strange irony that, in order to make a living, writers submit our innermost ponderings to public scrutiny. It might seem to compromise something within, but upon deeper reflection, we may discover this necessarily...
by Bela Johnson | Aug 14, 2012 | community, lifestyle, personal, Uncategorized
Today is one of those days I get to learn, once again, it’s not about me. Not even remotely. I have lived too long to believe days like this to be fraught with coincidence; rather it seems they are best spent close to home. Unfortunately, it’s hard to know this until...
by Bela Johnson | Aug 8, 2012 | lifestyle, love, personal, Uncategorized
Few visages of children appear as though destiny is inscribed upon them. We’d all like to believe life is an open book shaped by the choices we make. Still, she had one of those faces: pale, putty-colored, cow-eyed. Her placid gaze was cool, arms hanging alongside...
by Bela Johnson | Aug 3, 2012 | animals, happiness, nature, personal, Uncategorized
Fog kissed the perimeter of the inlet, awash in the salmon palette of dawn. Scratched across its surface stretched a long expanse of lumber, rough-hewn and weathered smooth by time. Blinking in the light, she placed bare lily feet upon its surface; padded silently to...
