The Bee and Its Message
“If we could see the miracle of a single flower clearly, our whole life would change.” Buddha. I am that flower. Recently, my friend, Lezlie , and I were at Questhaven Retreat Center , a wonderful place created and run by Christian mystics, beautiful souls who walk the talk. In other words, they not only speak of love, and peace, and harmony, they live it in their actions and their offerings to the community. They offer pranic healing by love donation on the first Sunday of the month. Lezlie and I had received pranic healing and were integrating in a quiet space overlooking a beautiful canyon with desert cactus, wildflowers and subtle colors amongst the fading green quickly turning into golden hills. A bee came to me, circling and circling. The trick taught to me by my childhood Portugese friend of swiping thumbs against fingers wasn’t working. I rose from my chair and the bee followed. Lezlie tried to intervene saying, “Oh come here, my little friend. I want