Bees at Work
This afternoon, I was feeling sad and a bit down. I wanted to shift my energy or at least accept and be with it instead of struggling to make myself feel happy.
So I decided to plant seeds. I sifted through my packets and chose lemon cucumbers and tomatoes.
I prepared the soil feeling the warmth in my hands through my fingers. I planted the seeds in a large redwood container. I watered the garden gently spraying the green bean seeds, red & green lettuces, the orange beets and squash. The birds squabbled in the tree next door. I could feel the sun on my face. I watched a cute bumblebee bee-they are pretty cute, aren't they- harvest nectar from the lavender plant I transferred to the garden. My garden is growing attracting new life as I watched a tiny mottled white butterfly float through the sitting area.
After, I watered everything. I sat in my chair facing the garden. A honey bee landed exploring the purple flowers of the lavender. I watched him gather nectar. He took his time choosing each blossom with concentrated efficiency. I noticed his color, his body the color of honey, the distinct black stripe. A sense of timelessness held us both. I was anywhere and everywhere. Lost in the moment.
Time stopped. I felt infused with a peacefulness I haven't felt for a long time.
I sat in my chair and watched the honeybee collect what he needed until he flew off to create honey in another world not so far away.