An Unexpected Healing

DSCN2833 honeybee healingI was sitting outside on a chaise lounge reading when my eye was caught by movement in the dry grass to my left. A honeybee was scrambling frantically, unable to fly, but running, moving as fast as it possibly could. As I tuned in I got a sense of searing pain throughout the entire body that it was attempting to outrun. Pesticide is what came to mind.

I didn’t have my Healing Handbook * handy, but intention is key in any healing. I realized that I was caught up in the bee’s panic, so had to breathe, go into my heart space, and find peace so that I could offer healing. I started with Reiki.

The bee went from scrambling in a straight line to going more in circles near where I was holding my hands out to offer Reiki.

I then offered a process with the intention of healing the entire body and removing any toxins. The words may have been less than perfect, but the intent was pure; offer whatever healing the bee can accept to bring it into alignment with the plan that it and the Creator had agreed upon.

The bee stilled before I was finished speaking. I sent love and gratitude for the healing and went back to my book.

When I went back to check on the bee about 20 minutes later, she was dead. A perfect reminder that healing does not always mean repair of the physical body; it can take on various forms. Better dead than frantically trying to escape unbearable pain.

And how interesting that just a short time before, I was working on healing some old emotional pain in my own life; rewriting the story, forgiving myself, changing the past. Letting it go.

A friend once told me that pain is pain is pain. It doesn’t matter where it comes from, nor does it matter whether it is physical, emotional or mental. It is all the same; it is all an opportunity for growth.

As I offered healing to Bee, I offered that same healing myself – we are all one, after all.

The last thought I received from her was this quip:
~~~ Making the world a better place, one bug at a time ~~~

I like that.

Blessings to Honey Bee for our healing.





*The Healing Handbook offers a wonderful self-study method for learning to heal yourself, and everything around you. Anyone can use it. You can check out part of the content on Amazon.


Buzz from the Bees – It’s All About Me

DSCN2802 bees at ftn closeup 5I was visiting Alden Lane Nursery, wandering around outside admiring the plants and statuary when I saw a few honey bees gathered around a fountain. The longer I looked, the more bees I saw.
Many were on a fountain with a lily pad shaped platform. The lily pad was curved, with water running over the lower sections. Bees were on the edges of where the water flows, drinking; many of them.

DSCN2802I asked them if they had a message for me.

The immediate response: Nourish yourself.

It is hot and dry here in the East Bay Area of California. The bees are busy – many flowering plants are available here in this small, well-tended haven. But each bee must care for itself first in order to contribute – in this instance, by staying hydrated.

I see individuals on other fountains – one hovers and drinks water cascading over the edge of a fountain, one is using the top of a spider’s web for balance as it drinks water cascading down the side of a large, blue jug-shaped fountain.
Another favorite gathering place: a more classic fountain with a central pedestal where the water cascades down to drip into a basin below. Again, the bees congregate either where the water is very shallow or at the edge of the water’s flow. Each knowing care for self allows the hive to thrive.

Creating honey reserves for the winter together, but utilizing the energy of the sun for as long as it lasts; soaking up the rays, living fully in community.

DSCN2802 bees at ftn closeup 2Interesting that it’s flowing water they prefer over the pools of water.

At the lily pad fountain, they are well shaded. A lone yellow jacket joins in to take a drink as well.

The message persists : Nourish yourself.

This is not exactly my strong suit – not something I learned as a child. My parents did not model self-care, and I was told what to do, not asked; presented with decisions made without my input.  My opinion was rarely sought, and the question of what I might desire was seldom asked.

So as an adult, I have, like my parents, focused outside myself, concentrating on what others want. But the signs point increasingly to the need to focus within; to be fully in my own body, in my own heart, and asking myself what it is that I really want, in every facet of my life.

That is nourishing myself: investing in my own happiness; beautifying my own surroundings; going into my own heart and providing the love, encouragement , patience and compassion that I need to come home to myself and find my source of joy, my source of power and my path to a fulfilled life.
It’s time to find my own answers.

And all of this just from asking a simple question of the bees, “Do you have a message for me?”
And listening for – expecting – an answer.

Doing this is not rocket science; it is Heart Science, and anyone can do it. It is in honoring the Honey Bee as teacher that this is possible, and in asking for and receiving the answer from the heart, not the head. The rest flows in as well – how does it apply to my life? Perhaps I can go deeper and ask more questions – today there was no need.

Much gratitude to my wise teachers, the Honey Bees. I have my work cut out for me.

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Crickets Call to Action




It’s 9 a.m. and the crickets are incessant. Their song is not as relaxed as I remember it in years past – and it has started earlier – much earlier. It started in July.

Summers here in Northern Virginia have a rhythm to them.

Fireflies June to August.
Cicadas starting in July and petering out in early September.

Crickets ushering in the Autumn. You hear their gentle song in the evening.

Not this year.

The fireflies came out in May, and I haven’t seen any for many weeks now – they are usually putting on their best show right now.

I heard the first Cicada in mid June although the full chorus didn’t start until July. Even so, it is not as loud and raucous as in years past.

But the crickets – ah, the crickets. Our harbingers of Fall came out in full force before Summer had even fully arrived. Yes, they are always present, our wonderful brown and black cleanup crew, but usually individual voices until they join together in mid to late August for the evening choir.

Not this year. This year they have been calling out since June. Louder in July. Now in early August they are incessant both morning and evening, and even throughout the day. Sounding almost frantic, like a kitchen timer in overdrive.

This summer has been different anyway. Milder; less intense heat and fairly wet until the last few weeks, but energetically as well – something that feels like the calm before the storm. And the crickets sound urgent.

The energies are changing.

They know this.

We need to pay attention.

Cave cricket“You can hear a lot more when you’re listening than when you’re talking”
~ Leon Shenandoah


We’re in the midst of the Lion’s gate .

We’re headed for a chaotic node .

The Earth, our Mother, who provides everything for us, has been deeply wounded and it is her time to heal.

How can I be of service at this time?

The crickets know what their role is as does every plant and animal attuned to Earth’s rhythms.

It is time for humanity to listen as well.Cricket2


“Don’t look for God in the sky; look within your own body.”
                                       ~ Osho

 It is time for each of us to connect to the Source, or God Being within and listen. Find out what our purpose is. Then act from that deep space of knowing, love and authenticity.

Just as the crickets are already doing.

The crickets are calling us to action. Are you listening?