by Bela Johnson | Apr 24, 2012 | happiness, Hawaii, nature, personal, philosophy, Uncategorized
I never had a proper swimming lesson. Heralding from a family of nine, my mother did what she could to get my younger brothers and me to the nearby community pool in the blistering summer months, where two memories vie for prominence: the spitting trough that...
by Bela Johnson | Apr 17, 2012 | happiness, inspiration, personal, philosophy, Uncategorized
Whiskered carp are churning in a too-small bowl – one light and girdled gold; the other charcoal-dark and unremarkable. Steam now rises from the vessel as if boiling – and I know, as dreamers do, that it’s not from the contrast of chill in the crisp blue surrounding...
by Bela Johnson | Apr 10, 2012 | community, culture, food, happiness, philosophy, Uncategorized
We were never meant to be completely fulfilled; we were meant to taste it, to long for it, and to grow toward it. The secret to living life as it was meant to be is to befriend our yearning instead of avoiding it, to live into our longing rather than trying to resolve...
by Bela Johnson | Apr 3, 2012 | community, happiness, healing, inspiration, personal, philosophy, Uncategorized
If you lose your money – great God, don’t you lose your mind … Today I hear Eric Clapton’s voice echoing through my mind in a brand-new way. Since I have decided to be happy – all joking aside – the pall of the ‘08 crisis begins lifting from my innermost...
by Bela Johnson | Mar 27, 2012 | happiness, healing, personal, philosophy, random thoughts, Uncategorized
It’s almost unbelievable, the degree to which I become my own undoer. Life has brought me more magic than many, yet these days all seems static as a windless day. Perhaps it is the times we are living in or maybe it’s my own personal evolution. Either way,...
by Bela Johnson | Mar 22, 2012 | compassion, happiness, healing, inspiration, philosophy, Uncategorized
I have got to wrap my mind around this thing called happiness. The Tibetans say that every human being wants first to be happy. I find this oddly strange. For doesn’t that desire arise simply in comparison to the option of suffering? It’s not that I don’t feel...
