by Bela Johnson | Nov 6, 2025 | reflections, Uncategorized
What are our values, really?Webster calls a value that which is desirable or worthy of esteem — for its own sake.But how do we live that?How do we guard the flame of what feels true,when the world keeps asking us to trade itfor something shinier, louder, more...
by Bela Johnson | Dec 16, 2015 | lifestyle, personal, poetry, writing
Each time I am asked, my spirit is willing, yet somehow I still suffer from a sort of social malaise, and I cannot name where it comes from, save enormous overwhelm in situations where many discover delight. I know I may fool you, for I genuinely love people, though I...
by Bela Johnson | Jan 6, 2015 | musings, poetry, writing
You like it, you do not – I really don’t care enough to stop writing what comes through my hair straight into my brain, fixing there. When shadows collect, fester under the skin, they erupt like a boil leaking poison within. I would much rather offer my musings...
by Bela Johnson | Apr 1, 2014 | inspiration, musings, personal, philosophy, relationships, Uncategorized
Being married to a builder for many years, I cannot look at a bathtub spout without likewise intuiting the plain galvanized pipe that lies at its center, conveying both hot and cold water from their respective copper pipes and sources to that vessel of respite at the...
by Bela Johnson | Apr 11, 2013 | inspiration, musings, personal, poetry, Uncategorized, writing
I write. Not because I must, or because I am compelled by some unseen force like the devil nipping at my backside. I used to write to expel emotion, to coax forth whatever poison lingered from the confusion of youth, to purge whatever angst, anger, judgment and...
