by Bela Johnson | Oct 12, 2019 | lifestyle, nature, perspective, philosophy, self awareness, Uncategorized
Before the brief but long breath of lifetimes was profound silence, and if sounds were apprehended, they were but whispers compared to the chaos most have come to accept as the new normal; Before memory, arrived humans and wild creatures and whooshing winds, lapping...
by Bela Johnson | Sep 4, 2019 | perspective, philosophy, psychology, self awareness, spirituality, Uncategorized
ETHERIC Activate, move! Directions barely registered in that middle place between worlds; life in the ethers more familiar, more desirable than this constant adjusting; bold when she should choose circumspection; equally withdrawn when action seems desirable,...
by Bela Johnson | Aug 27, 2019 | consciousness, healing, nature, technology, Uncategorized
The Amazon burns, things are far of hand, too many world leaders well beyond their command, our planet, this paradise, abundant with life is far out of balance and cringing with strife; the elephants, tigers and rhinos are game for the fat wealthy hunter to target and...
by Bela Johnson | Aug 20, 2019 | mindfulness, nature, philosophy, self awareness, spirituality, Uncategorized
The sea rolls out and cannot pause long before once again seeking the safety of the shoreline; children leave home until they sprout sturdy wings of their own, only to one day return older, perhaps wiser, with appreciation of rootstock and richness of the nurturing...
by Bela Johnson | Aug 13, 2019 | gardening, musings, philosophy, photography, self awareness, Uncategorized
I don’t know how I swallowed the myth that life would ease with age, itself, the oncoming traffic of debts and obligations never slows; in fact it seems sped up as we work at carving out time away to regain sanity lost in forgetting that all is illusion; still,...
by Bela Johnson | Aug 5, 2019 | #writephoto, dreaming, nature, pagan, poetry, Uncategorized
Gaze long enough into the mist and forms appear, a figure, two, fairy folk, the hag, an angel, as if the barge to Avalon had never faded far into memory; Look without looking, summon with your heart wide open and perhaps they will come, hestitant at first, trusting no...
