We call on you, o winged spirit of sweetnesss.
Teach us the ways of transformation and renewal,
the path from nectar to honey,
from pollen to paternity.
Teach us to taste the essence of each place at which we alight
as we continue the cycle of creation and delight.
Teach us the ways of hope, reminding us
that what seems impossible may not yet be in sight.
Dance us ever closer to the wisdom hidden within beauty
and the beauty hidden within wisdom.
Grant us passion and productivity,
flight and sunlight,
cooperation with our fellow hive mates
and sharpened strength to defend our home.
May we ever spiral outward from our hearts,
searching for what we need
and return home once again
bringing the bounty of nature and the blessings of life.
We ask this in the name of all species on this planet we call home.
Published by Jeremy
I have spent some 75 years living and working in England,Rhodesia/Zimbabwe, South Africa and the USA, with many opportunities to learn from beekeepers in a v variety of African and European countries in between . An educator by profession, with a focus on history and group dynamics, the honey bees chose me in 2002, despite which, like many beekeepers, I lost my first two hives over winter. In 2009 I was asked by the editor of the PSBA to write a column for the monthly newsletter, which she labelled "Jeremy's Corner"; 14 years later is still continues. A rather eclectic style of content and vision developed, and these posts are based mostly on those essays. Meanwhile I was fortunate to be honored as York County's Beekeeper of there Year in 2013, and similarly for Pennsylvania in 2018.
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