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 31, 2016 | inspiration, musings, philosophy, Uncategorized
Hearts worn fragile on expectation can’t survive this world unwhole; transform stagnant, rout out tension, shake the body and warm the soul; Creation seethes with complication, chase of swordplay-brandished past; in this age of subtler doings, heed the chances...
by Bela Johnson | May 24, 2016 | nature, philosophy, psychology, Uncategorized
It is still when it comes, soundlessness pressing upon ears and bones, while in the distance tires pummel asphalt, birdsong dims as it thrums and it drums metal rooftops, delusive shelter from the storm when it hits, as will happen, none are spared its conclusion; Who...
by Bela Johnson | May 17, 2016 | musings, people, philosophy, psychology, Uncategorized
All we know of another may be only what our illusions support; if we want a savior, they become that in our minds, even our cells; if we need a lover, a mother, a brother, best friend, they become that as well, until, exhausted from the weight of the world’s...
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 | May 4, 2016 | friends, healing, nature, personal, philosophy, Uncategorized
You’ve got to get it out, I said, out where the poison can drain harmlessly onto thirsty ground, where the pain cannot solidify into suffering, send it back to its source purified, clarified, transformed; Asphyxiated, a soul cannot draw in-spiration, we must unknot...
