by Bela Johnson | Dec 16, 2015 | lifestyle, personal, poetry, writing
Each time I am asked, my spirit is willing, yet somehow I still suffer from a sort of social malaise, and I cannot name where it comes from, save enormous overwhelm in situations where many discover delight. I know I may fool you, for I genuinely love people, though I...
by Bela Johnson | Nov 24, 2015 | lifestyle, love, musings, personal, Uncategorized
If I wanted right now I could ask, Please come and hold me. And you would, no excuses, if I wanted. If I asked, you would drop the tool from your hands, help me gather debris hacked from our jungle yard, no complaining. It is not that you lack direction, far from it....
by Bela Johnson | Oct 27, 2015 | personal, philosophy, spirituality, Uncategorized
What I want in this moment is my future fulfilled. What I need is entirely other, is the stillness within, itself this moment, always pregnant, seldom delivered to specifications, but timely and right in its essence. ...
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 1, 2015 | love, personal, philosophy
Don’t hold me as though I will break, you know I am one of substance and anyway, hearts caress long before embracing. Instead attune to the inner urchin, virtual spines disguising small puckers of life rippling beneath luminous shell, sleek rivulets beneath ocean...
by Bela Johnson | Mar 11, 2015 | happiness, musings, personal, Uncategorized
I think most of us come into life this way. Open, free, arms and legs flailing, lungs gulping air and expelling futility. We have no idea of the world until we do. We find it safe or frightening, depending on luck, circumstance, and perhaps fate. I wonder about...
