On the business of bees.

Its strange, but since the mid September equinox, the flowers that were all drooping ready to exit for Autumn, have all been rejuvenated. They seemed to come back to life and in full bloom, once again.

The garden has been a place for me to revive my soul in the last few weeks and I am so grateful, that while we live here, I can enjoy being outside in nature.  I enjoy pottering even though I am not much of a gardener but mainly I sit outside while it is warm and take in what is going on around me. We have grown some lettuce, tomatoes and some herbs. Our carrots were not a huge success, but it was a tender foray into the world of self sufficiency, ha ha.

I love how the cat moves through the garden on her three legs. She lost one in a car accident when she was very small. She kind of  'hoppity-hop's around.  This garden is her domain.

The cat often follows me when I am in the garden, which is nice. The garden is the place that I share with the cat. We share the garden with  foxes, dragonflies, robins, blue tits and coal tits, gold finches magpies, seagulls, pigeons, butterflies, wasps and bees. There is a huge bee currently buzzing around and it makes me laugh as it really is a fat thing.

It came to me that we are all like bees really. I relate to the beesiness of their busy lives.  I see that we all go off in many different directions during our day, gathering nectar to bring home to our hives. The nectar may be food shopping or salary, nectar may be knowledge and experience, it may be spiritual learning and love. Whatever our nectar may be,  it is always something we can harvest that helps to fill our hive with life, nutrition, nourishment. It is also about the gifts of nature from mother earth such as love and connection with the bigger picture.

We externalise ourselves through this outgoing everyday business and then bring home the nectar.  The hive is our home, it is the place where live, on our own or with others, it is also the home for our souls. We nourish our human body, the hive that is our vehicle in this world, with the nectar we can harvest. The harvest is the gifts and the elements provided by nature and life, that we use to nurture, enhance and inspire our lives.

I have recently been busy (beesy) in my hive, shifting things, moving things, de-cluttering, getting rid of old decaying energy, clearing that which no longer serves a purpose.

The hive that is my home, allows me to nurture and nourish those who live with me. I try to bring into our hive all that is desirous to each persons fulfillment. Food and love, connection and experience. Each person then has a comforting place to bring their souls, both during times of  rest and times of activity, within both their inner hive and the family group hive.

 I have been rejuvenating the energy of my own personal hive and that of the bigger family hive. As is true to life, energies can become exhausted and old, stale and resistant to change. We have to stir them up using the new nectar we harvest.

I see that my own inner hive is a place to bring back harvests of spiritual energy and loving  connections with myself and the bigger picture.

At any time of the year I love to watch the skies and the sunsets. It is especially meaningful at the end of the warm weather, when it really is no longer a time for sitting the garden  I have to admit that winters come.  Then it is time to retreat to the inside. We come back into our hives which  have been rejuvenated and revitalised, by the gifts of the harvest, (whatever that means to us individualy) which will sustain us for the long winter ahead.