Then I decided this must be of some sort of significance and a spiritual messenger. So do I have deep connections to past lives that I am unaware of? Or is the Druidic traditions unfurling their meaning where bees being finely attuned to the positioning of the sun bring us the paradisaical meadow nectar to sweetly savor?
What is my spiritual messenger trying to tell me? So I watched the little bugger continue to hover and flutter about, then zip off into the sky...then return. I thought is this little guy lost? Why does he/she keep looking at me? I can reach out my hand & touch him/her if I wanted...I didn't want to get stung so I didn't...now I wonder if I was supposed to reach out...that is my message...Bee Reaching Out With My Hands...Bee Diligent...Bee Persistent...Bee Aware...Bee Insightful...Bee Curious...Bee Unafraid... (TWEET TWEET)