by Bela Johnson | May 10, 2016 | lifestyle, nature, philosophy, poetry, spirituality, Uncategorized
The most gentle of men sits perched on a rock, casting about for water generous enough to pull him out and spit him back on shore, delighted as a child. What does life require of us but this, that we discover contentment in the simple things, acts of grace which...
by Bela Johnson | May 4, 2016 | friends, healing, nature, personal, philosophy, Uncategorized
You’ve got to get it out, I said, out where the poison can drain harmlessly onto thirsty ground, where the pain cannot solidify into suffering, send it back to its source purified, clarified, transformed; Asphyxiated, a soul cannot draw in-spiration, we must unknot...
by Bela Johnson | Apr 26, 2016 | happiness, musings, nature, philosophy, Uncategorized
What if nature existed merely to be noticed; if our job in life was simply to recognize the fundamental glory of Creation, discover a place, either town or in forest, relax, enjoy, and flow with the current? What if time, itself was only a ruse to keep us anchored to...
by Bela Johnson | Apr 19, 2016 | musings, nature, philosophy, psychology, relationships, Uncategorized
The conflict between doing what is right and what I want no longer exists, bargain made long ago to check impulses back, years after the rebellion. What is it that compels us to harm ourselves and others through the careless daring of youth obsessed with boundaries,...
by Bela Johnson | Apr 12, 2016 | Hawaii, lifestyle, nature, personal, philosophy, Uncategorized
The parking lot teems with canopies, surging currents flooding over voices animated with greeting as we totter across the channel, picking through boulders, broken concrete, dogs in tow, luau feet wobbling unsteadily on paddleboards, crescendos of laughter; and off...
by Bela Johnson | Apr 5, 2016 | philosophy, psychology, random thoughts, relationships, self awareness, technology, Uncategorized
I believe I understand them now, years into life, no going back to mumble ‘Aha!’ or alter a quip, an eye-roll, internal judgments of the simply humans who brought me into this life; A child knows all, we wax wiser than they, are meant to drive the world forward,...
