by Bela Johnson | Jun 6, 2017 | nature, philosophy, politics, psychology, spirituality, Uncategorized
When first I met you, bright-eyed one, brow creased, corners of that small mouth turned down in concentration, trying to understand the mind of God as if I might help you do that; None you sought failed in this, not even those blue foggy mountain ridges where eagles...
by Bela Johnson | Apr 13, 2017 | nature, philosophy, psychology, spirituality, Uncategorized
The unity of the human race dictated by the global village we anxiously inhabit – while still looking for a safer place to settle – is a unity that far transcends the sexual attraction of opposites. It is rather a unity that issues from a profound identity that...
by Bela Johnson | Aug 16, 2016 | love, nature, philosophy, spirituality, Uncategorized
She must have felt wicked at an early age; sin seeding flesh and flesh breeding sin for as long as she could remember; Was it the Church or the palpable shudder of being assaulted at any moment which engendered fear of Father God betrayal around every curve of cursed...
by Bela Johnson | Jun 7, 2016 | nature, philosophy, spirituality, Uncategorized
Nothing left to hold onto unites unfettered intent with purpose less the useless struggle, railing against the inevitable wasting, wanting what cannot long be possessed; Remember, dear friend, how we both arrived in this life, naked and vulnerable and grasping,...
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 | Mar 22, 2016 | nature, philosophy, spirituality, Uncategorized
It might as well be my shroud. Confusion of tapestry woven daily in knobbly hues, threads pulled straight when ease marks the course, twisted and frayed when impaired; How many acres of worries it covers! Like prayer beads worn shiny with use, stitched string upon...
