" The Bee is the symbol of accomplishing the impossible."
Both my dear Muse and I encountered a run in with a bee. Mine was not quite as intense as I am pretty sure the bee she encountered today got to 2nd or more like 2 1/2 base with her. Talk about a thorough inspection. I had a buzz by two days ago. She had a thorough body search. Quite interestingly was the fact I was on the phone with her when this "Beautiful Golden Egyptian Nugget" (I'm paraphrasing Muse's eloquent description) flew by, flew right by her mouth in fact, because I HEARD the bee through her phone's microphone. It was very "mammal" sounding, more like a very loud purr. Surreal yes, magical, yes. Momentous, yes. So I looked up the animal totem meaning for the bee. Guess what? It's quite beautiful, or is it BEE-utiful? Just to think I was so allergic to these amazing creatures I had to carry an epi pen around with me. Life is quite amazing. Proof positive of impermanence. Love it!
Goddess ~ There is a feeling, something growing and glowing deep within. I embrace my feminine Divinity ~
God
There was a list not so long ago of things I longed to ask for. Just recently I included in those requests specific attributes. I asked for strength and bravery, courage and even help to be more capable. I am realizing more and more it's all right here, within me. You created me with everything I need, and more. Now I must unlearn, to relearn. I've lost myself to find myself. I've been recreated or rather am being created for a higher purpose. A life to live. Faith to give. Thank you for the privilege to thank you. \
I love you Oh Sweet Creator, Divine Spark of my Soul ~
Your Daughter
Top 5 things I am GRATEFUL for today:
A-MUSE-MENT
BEE-UTIFUL MOMENTS
Meditation
Yoga
Contentment
P.S. Checked you both out today, via my pictures. I was marveling at your absolute perfection. My favorite picture is when you were both dressed up for the Valentine's Day/Back to School dance for Liahona. Munch you were wearing my/your 50s style black and white polka dot dress and you wore it with a red sash, and you son wore a red bow tie (you insisted). You my Star Child are staring up at your big brother, The Turtle King, with your hand on your hip and a twinkle in your eye. Son, you were just so adorably handsome. So confident and just your own sweet selves. No agenda, just sparkling. Sparkling so brightly. I love the smiles. I could go on. Bottom line: I am so proud of you both. I love you both. Mom
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