by Bela Johnson | Feb 22, 2021 | community, personal, philosophy, Uncategorized, wildlife
Driving to the post office two miles down the road, a camouflaged coyote sits, watching traffic go by, head swiveling to and fro, ears perking up when I spot her, and we think we speak different languages; Yesterday as I approached our mountain home, a female elk...
by Bela Johnson | Oct 13, 2020 | dreaming, lifestyle, love, musings, personal, philosophy, Uncategorized
The poem that had to be written at two in the morning;was it carried on the wind building force in the night,pushing harder on my head until, evoking surrender,I turn the page and silently push the pencil,watching words forming, shapes curving alongsideone another,...
by Bela Johnson | Jan 29, 2020 | animals, growing up, nature, personal, perspective, Uncategorized
The ocean pulls up, pulls away, hisses, leaving tiny air holes in the sand; I am fourteen, in love with creation, full of life and dreaming possibilities; Still on the beach I lie, slim belly pressed down against earth’s beating heart, looking not at the tossing...
by Bela Johnson | Jan 1, 2020 | country living, lifestyle, musings, personal, Uncategorized
Aloha, dear people: Sorry for my scattered check-ins and the cessation of my own WP posts, I do value this WP community. A few months ago, the Universe tapped me on the shoulder and it precipitated some major life changes that we are in the midst of just now. If...
by Bela Johnson | Nov 26, 2018 | dreaming, nature, personal, philosophy, Uncategorized
I see you, Sister Moon, as you skitter across metal rooftops, bathing the landscape in your pale silvery frost, calling me up and out of fretful sleeplessness, leaving me now to wonder on which coast I lie, memories of chill mornings, stoking wood fires, perpetually...
by Bela Johnson | Jul 11, 2018 | compassion, dogs, nature, personal, Uncategorized
You may have read about it here. Amazing news. After Chris has taken food to little dog every morning and evening for months now, he discovered this note yesterday. We don’t know who the writer is referring to; another person had been leaving a bowl of water...
