by Bela Johnson | Jun 22, 2012 | happiness, inspiration, personal, philosophy, random thoughts, Uncategorized
What slips through the cracks of consciousness, only to settle in slumber? Do you awake, freshly inspired? Or troubled and taut, like the frayed anchor rope of a small craft tossed about on a stormy grey sea of insecurity? Each day begins anew. The sun rises,...
by Bela Johnson | Jun 20, 2012 | community, compassion, nature, personal, philosophy, Uncategorized
The wound is the place where the light enters you. ~ Rumi I believe it was yogi John McAfee who offered that at some point in our lives, we have all wanted a person to be an illusion. Mea culpa. I grew up holding fairy tales in one hand and the threat of nuclear...
by Bela Johnson | Jun 13, 2012 | compassion, happiness, healing, peace, philosophy, Uncategorized
It’s often been said, at least in this country, that freedom isn’t free. Yet true freedom, as I have come to understand it, can only arise at the tremendous cost of dropping all my preconceived notions of how the world works; of my storylines about who others...
by Bela Johnson | May 21, 2012 | happiness, inspiration, lifestyle, personal, philosophy, Uncategorized
What remains when all we wish for comes to fruition? Can the mind rest, the body relax – until boredom invariably sets in and we shuffle toward the well, fish a coin from a worn pocket and toss it in; watching as light refracts from its spinning trajectory as it lilts...
by Bela Johnson | May 10, 2012 | happiness, inspiration, lifestyle, personal, philosophy, Uncategorized
When I was young I learned to pray in church. There was a specific protocol for prayer: gratitude always came first. Then I was free to do the asking. As a child in a home fraught with strife, praying for God to release me into a life I could claim as my own...
by Bela Johnson | Apr 26, 2012 | community, compassion, personal, philosophy, Uncategorized
The finest qualities of our nature, like the bloom on fruits, can be preserved only by the most delicate handling. Yet we do not treat ourselves nor one another thus tenderly. ~ Henry David Thoreau My remaining brother’s life ended yesterday. This makes three...
