Our new bees arrived this past week-end. The day they arrived one of them got caught in my hair when it explored the garden. I panicked and tried to whip it out of my hair – wrong thing to do. Bees don’t like sudden movements. So the poor thing stung me (and lost its life, which I felt really bad about). But that’s not what this post is about. What it is about is this: yesterday I was in and out of the garden many times, hanging up laundry. Each time I came outside two or three bees soon enough buzzed around me. Maybe they wanted to warn me not to come too close to their home, maybe they only wanted to check me out (my bee language skills are not that good yet). This time I moved very slowly in awareness of the bees. I talked to them (I told them that I wasn’t going to harm them) and let them “sniff me out” without any sudden movements. And I passed the test without getting stung.
Don’t think I am crazy when I am trying to convey that I attempted to communicate with the bees. I am currently reading Martha Beck’s new book “Finding Your Way in a Wild New World,” about consciousness and how to operate within that nonmaterial plane. Check it out. That is the plane from which we can communicate with animals, that is what I was trying to do with the bees – the second time around.