by Bela Johnson | Sep 9, 2025 | awakening, consciousness, healing, musings, nature, Uncategorized
It seems days roll into nights too vast for winkingstars and spinning galaxies, while the wind blows as everand the ocean flows its indigo rhythms as timeremains this human folly we cannot bend or break;still in one blink, gardens are created, another housebecomes...
by Bela Johnson | Sep 21, 2024 | awakening, culture, spirituality, technology, Uncategorized
Beyond what any math can validatelie the secrets of the universe, communicatedin code our scientists have yet to unravelmostly because, despite their elevated positionin society, they are still trying to interpret the languageof stars into the restrictive lingo of...
by Bela Johnson | Sep 16, 2024 | climate change, growing up, people, perspective, Uncategorized
Outraged at articles portraying stark realities of Venezuelanimmigrants among others, desperate to depart the dearestcountries of their birth, as our ancestors did, onceupon a not too distant time; Freedom is what we all long for, not the liberties seizedby the...
by Bela Johnson | May 12, 2024 | awakening, forgiveness, human interest, inspiration, Uncategorized
Dull and sleeping until the next eventis the general state of humanity, how forgetfulwe all can be, the heaviness of conditioning,the arc of forgetfulness leading us to believethis to be all, the summation of eons of time,muted down into a sliver of thin bright souls;...
by Bela Johnson | Apr 25, 2024 | awakening, healing, human interest, lifestyle, perspective, Uncategorized
Sometimes I reflect on my life and it’s hard to believeit really was me; those years of confusion, trial by fire,choices made; as grit in an oyster, collecting experienceslike pearls forming, oh so slowly, though I knew notwhat they would reveal, nor had the...
by Bela Johnson | Feb 7, 2024 | growing up, healing, inspiration, philosophy, sense of place, Uncategorized
Do we take in the good, or still believe, when presentedwith it, that it’s simply not there, not real? I was raised with my fair share of negativity; product, I think, of a heavy-handed religion which diminished any female’s needs, never mind wants, and...
