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Safe Harbor

by Bela Johnson | Mar 27, 2013 | inspiration, musings, nature, philosophy, poetry, Uncategorized

  Like clouds of breath rising from a steaming tub or the formless spines of cumulus; Untethered thoughts wander, free of their mooring in the harbor of the heart.   Vexation arises – too much elemental air. We need earth to  grow: tunnels of wriggling...

Round Peg, Square Hole

by Bela Johnson | Mar 21, 2013 | competition, happiness, inspiration, musings, philosophy, Uncategorized

I never wanted to be smart. It hampered social interactions with the most desirable element. No cute boys were in my ‘brain classes,’ and friends I had since grammar school began drifting away, dividing like so many cells in a petri dish. (Never mind that these same...

The Wisdom of the Ages

by Bela Johnson | Mar 14, 2013 | happiness, inspiration, personal, philosophy, Uncategorized

It’s satisfying to discover menopause as an unexpected gift. No longer vexed or driven by floods of hormones, I’m far more able to settle into my body in a new way; to focus more acutely on what’s essential to my growth as a human being. There’s a time to...

Turn, Turn, Turn

by Bela Johnson | Mar 6, 2013 | happiness, inspiration, philosophy, relationships, Uncategorized

It’s such a pleasure to witness friends who take advantage of a midlife shakeup and confront their fears in order to implement major lifestyle changes. I’m thinking of one acquaintance whom I have known for almost thirty years; one whose face appears lit from within...

Snips and Snails and Puppy Dog Tails

by Bela Johnson | Feb 26, 2013 | animals, lifestyle, philosophy, science, Uncategorized

I wish more of us sought to understand what we fear, instead of seeking to eliminate the causes of our distress. I’ve lived long enough to know that if we remove our triggers, new ones will invariably appear. It’s like those little pop-up figures in a shooting...

Strange Bedfellows

by Bela Johnson | Feb 21, 2013 | lifestyle, musings, philosophy, poetry, Uncategorized

From time to time I glimpse, as sun through the clouds, the nature of reality.   As it might be.   Thoughts are habit, that’s all. Like opium, they are addictive. Should you doubt the similarity, try spending the night alone without them....
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