The Sister-Twins Enriching Your Life

 
Ariella standing next to a top bar bee hive wearing a long blue skirt
 


When the bees rained down on me, I had two choices.  To panic, or to merge. It was 2010 and I had never been around a bee hive before.  I was visiting a honey bee sanctuary, but having a clump of bees fall on top of me wasn’t exactly how I thought the day would go.

I wouldn’t say I was particularly adept at merging at the time, or even knew what that meant, but I do know it happen.  Something shifted in me so immediately, that I was no longer just Ariella.  I was Ariella and these bees crawling over my skin and under my skirt.  I was ecstatic.

To be ecstatic means to stand outside oneself, or to enter into a state of rapture.  It is one of the moment of magic we sometimes get to encounter through experiences with music, dance, art, eros, nature, and ceremony.   I talk about magic a lot, but what I’m really talking about is the moments where everything seems to come together in some kind of divine synchronicity.  It’s the moments when you touch something ineffable.

Magic affirms life in this world and in the Otherworld.

The bees came into my life in a cascade of magic.  One holy, synchronistic event after the next.  They pounded down the doors of my heartbreaks again and again, lathering my raw sorrows with balms of beeswax and honey.

I was looking at my daughter today, thinking about the magic that brought her here.  The tired years on longing and praying.  The synchronicities that brought the donor father into my life.  The bee swarm on the day she was conceived.

This was followed by the thought, “I’m not really experiencing much magic anymore.”

Hold it! Don’t scoff.  Of course there is magic in every day life with a baby.  What I was referring to, is the kind that happens when you’re on your way home from work and decide to take the long way round, by the sea, just because you can, and no one is waiting for you.  And the whales that appear just as you step out onto the bluff.  I’m talking magical events.  These can be somewhat easier to come by when you aren’t a full time working solo parent.

The truth is, life with a toddler is all magic and all mundane and the same time.  It’s the same with bees and beekeeping. There’s an awful lot of regular, old to-do lists in beekeeping.

 
 

My relationship with the bees isn’t quite as mystical as it once was.  This is because they are literally less mysterious to me.  I understand them better.  I understand their behavior, to the best of my ability.  It feels more like a long marriage, when the initial romance fades, but new layers of discovery and depth present themselves as long as we stay curious and open.

Suddenly, there is great beauty, and dare I say, magic in the mundane.

The mundane and the magical are sister-twins.  They are symbiotic forces of good.  You can actively choose to oscillate between the two, brining that much more richness and meaning to your life.

However you have to be willing to do two things:

  1. Believe that magic is possible for you

  2. Embrace the mundane when it’s time to return

You may be someone drawn to the bees for mystical reasons.  Wonderful. Be prepared for the reality of the day to day life of a beekeeper.

You may be fixated on the abc’s of beekeeping, dotting all your i’s and t’s along the way.  Wonderful.  Be prepared for their magic to seep into your life and sweep you off your feet unexpectedly.

What we love most is always connected to a sense of magic, but what sustains that love is the day to day reality of being in relationship with it.

I may not be having euphoric meditations on the daily, but my daughter is also no longer a whisper on the wind.  She is real, solid, present, and not particularly interested in all the mystical experiences I had in my long journey to bring her into this world.

We move between states of being, and stages of life.  The bees show us this over and over again as they expand, contract, go inward, reappear, expand, swarm, and start again.  They show us what it is to encounter the numinous and batten down the hatches when appropriate.

Moving between the magical and mundane of bees and beekeeping is how I run my 10 month apprenticeship.

Tending the Sacred Hive: Women’s Beekeeping Apprenticeship is open for enrollment for our January 2023 program.

May your experience of every day reality be always threaded with a bit of magic.