by Bela Johnson | Jun 2, 2021 | desert life, musings, nature, perspective, philosophy, Uncategorized
I read him Mary Oliver’s luminous words in bed at night, perceptions written nearer her end, and yes, there is sadness, his eyes well uncomfortably, who wouldn’t turn away (were it even possible) from the degradation of nature loved with the whole of our...
by Bela Johnson | May 24, 2021 | animals, lifestyle, nature, perspective, Uncategorized
The river thunders, to no applausein particular; rolls along, ripplingand eddying without thoughtor expectation of feedback,though I can’t help but thinkall of nature thrives underan appreciative gaze; We once watched endangeredriver otters cavorting in plain...
by Bela Johnson | May 17, 2021 | consciousness, lifestyle, nature, personal, Uncategorized
My stomach lurches and rises, fallsinto complacency as I ponder eventsof the morning, neighbors meetingand greeting, my outward self effusivewhilst my insides struggle with parity,and such is this life of introversion; I yearn for the human experience,all of it, and I...
by Bela Johnson | Apr 28, 2021 | COVID-19, mindfulness, musings, nature, perspective, Uncategorized
Things will never be what they once were, yet haven’t these pandemic times been a needed shakedown of colossal proportions? A viral reminder that sameness, routine, even the time of a ticking clock are all human constructs, illusions we have gathered around us,...
by Bela Johnson | Apr 12, 2021 | desert life, lifestyle, nature, New Mexico, Uncategorized
I had a poem queued up to post; it has been awhile and I am just now getting back to writing after months of settling into our new digs. And then things transpired that I wanted to share with you, dear readers. We bought this ranch last July in the midst of Covid, and...
by Bela Johnson | Mar 5, 2021 | community, lifestyle, mindfulness, nature, perspective, Uncategorized
The snow pulls free from the pines, islands of bare ground begin surfacing, a young fox appears at the bird feeder, huge flocks of wild turkeys gather in the field below, males fanning tails out, ever aware, movement, sound causing them to rise into crisp blue air,...
