by Bela Johnson | Dec 27, 2025 | compassion, relationships, truth revealed, Uncategorized
We all need at least one good friend—someone who sees us as we are,receives usjust as we are. I don’t need fixing or coddling,or borrowed stories meant to prop me up—lines lifted from some forgettable show.What I need mostis a witness, preferably silent:someone who...
by Bela Johnson | Oct 20, 2025 | earth witness, people, regeneration, relationships, Uncategorized
There are confusing encounters, leaving one gaspingfor breath, the mind grasping for understanding;such is the nature of life and death—the latter being more recent in my world of experience. I eschew addictions, just as they are soughtto resolve what seems...
by Bela Johnson | Oct 8, 2025 | animals, compassion, nature, Observations, relationships, Uncategorized
I could write about the tiny Arabian horse, her pale matted coat grown to maximum for the winter, nature knowing what her children need toward the end of life – once luster and beauty as only youth can confer – later, stripped back to essentials, hip bones...
by Bela Johnson | Oct 6, 2025 | gardening, nature, relationships, self awareness, transformation, Uncategorized
It’s new, it’s not, the bones remember, though I forgot;another year collapsing into itself like a wavethat folds and folds until the ocean swallows sound; Was I kind enough? Did I hold the ones I lovewithout trying to fix their pain? Or did I burn too...
by Bela Johnson | Sep 26, 2025 | inspiration, nature, relationships, self awareness, transformation, Uncategorized
How many times have I fallen,only to rise again -despite my doubts; How many times have I heardwhispered: not yet…do not give up,do not give in;there is still more to offer; Live long enoughand you begin to recognizethe ebb and flow,the tidal pull of existence;ends...
by Bela Johnson | Dec 30, 2020 | musings, nature, perspective, philosophy, relationships, Uncategorized
An avalanche or a rockslide cleaves sharply from its origins; boulders of perception tumbling, tumbling, thundering carelessly over terrain flinching passively; unexpected projectiles lodging fragments into storied ice; Millennial madness, and it drives and it falls...
