Hello dear people! How are you? I hope that you are well and finding serenity and calm in this time of surface chaos/ much incoming Divine love and light.

This week our nights began to cool down. Early morning fog also joined us, another sure sign that the summer season is drawing to a close. This time of year I concentrate on making sure we have all the Flower Essences we need to keep our inventory stocked up. Making Wildflower Essences takes center stage in late summer. August is their shining hour. I just made Joe Pye Weed, Boneset, Jewelweed, Burdock, Meadowsweet, Hardhack and St. John’s Wort. Today I am making Red Clover and Goldenrod.

I hold such affection for Goldenrod. This was the very first Flower Essence I made when I was a little girl ( I didn’t know what Flower Essences were yet what a great support for any child with its energy of helping us trust and be true to our self!).

Nestled in the Lilac bushes with my dolls, Heidi and Wendy, I would mix these glowing yellow Flowers in a teapot of water and let them seep. I liked the taste of this brew and so did my dolls. At one point my sister and I abandoned the Lilac bushes to hold our tea party in a large clump of poison ivy . We christened our fort, “Fort Poison Ivy” and toasted with more Goldenrod tea. Needless to say, we suffered from that choice of locale. It makes me itch just to think about it!

This morning we have begun to brush hog our hayfields. In the photo above you can see a section that is done. I always find this a bittersweet moment. Yes, mowing the fields is necessary to keep them open, so they need to be mowed, but it involves cutting down some of the late summer Wildflowers I love so much. I let the Elementals know when this mowing is going to happen, so they can prepare the inhabitants of the field, but this doesn’t mean everyone finds shelter. At dusk after the fields are mowed, the coyotes come to snack on mice and voles. Our neighbor, Claude used to mow our fields. He described an evening when he had eight coyotes circling his tractor as he mowed our fields. He’s a big guy, but he said it unnerved even him.

In the midst of writing this, a tractor trailer arrived with a load of the colored boxes we pack our Flower Essences in. These are now all safely tucked into the storage building where they will ride out the winter months, ever ready to be used to pack your orders. Stocking thing like bottles and boxes is another thing we do before the snow flies. (Winter is always coming!)

Jim is still hard at work on the project to transform our original barn into a small house. Today he was repairing a water damaged board and caulking above the windows on the second story. This made us all nervous, and there was a collective sigh when he was down from this job. Everything is framed out inside, ready for the electrician and plumber. The front view here shows where some very big windows will slot in.

Here he is mid-caulking. The best moment of the day was when he was done standing on that ladder ( two stories up- gulp!) and was safely off the staging and on the ground!

Sending you all much love from the farm! Take precious care.

I have no poker face. Everyone in my family would tell you this. I am earnest even when it would help to have a little more guile.  

Here is an example from when I was a teenager living in Mexico. My family was staying in the gorgeous town of Oaxaca. We were sitting in the town square drinking café con leche when a rug seller came by with a rug I fell in love with. BTW I still have this rug in my bedroom so it wasn’t a tempestuous quick love but a long term one.

My father loved to bargain. He really was most himself in Mexico and loved everything about the culture including the give and take in the market.  Me, not so much. I felt like the poor rug dealer had worked so hard , and I had the babysitting money and well, it was okay to pay whatever the man asked for the rug.  However my father liked the game and he was going to play it.

Scenting a sale, the rug dealer circled. After all, how could he miss the signs of me telegraphing my desire for the rug so obviously, so earnestly. My father gave me a glare and went back to his coffee. Oh, how preoccupied he was with his coffee. Oh how he was enjoying the ambience of the plaza. He hadn’t a care in the world. And me? No doubt I was wringing my hands and completely giving my father’s game away.  And so the game concluded way too fast for both my father and the rug dealer, but I had my rug. I am sure in my father’s mind and in the mind of the rug dealer I overpaid for my rug, but what do you do with an overly earnest little thing like me?

Anyways, all this to say, when a number of you suggested I try and find something nice to say about Bindweed, I took it to heart. No way could I lie to you and pretend I had found peace and happiness with the Bindweed without TRYING TO DO SO. You wouldn’t have believed a glowing report about Bindweed after the last rant, especially from me, UNLESS IT WAS TRUE.  I needed to soul search and see if I could come up with ANYTHING nice to say from a genuine place.

But more importantly, yours was a valid and important request for me to look for the Divinity in Bindweed.  Divinity is a seamless unity of everything INCLUDING BINDWEED so Divinity had to be in there somewhere. As the saying goes, “If you can’t see the Divinity everywhere then you can’t see the Divinity anywhere.”

Thus began a couple weeks in which I have searched for something positive about Bindweed. I mostly thought about this as I pulled up Bindweed which didn’t help my search. Yes, it was getting me to slow down but in a tedious sort of way. Yes it was making me appreciate the places in the garden where there is no Bindweed, but I wasn’t getting to spend any time in them. Yes, it was getting me to consider radical reorganization of the gardens to deal with the Bindweed problem, and maybe that’s good, but it’s a BIG job to reorganize 35 year old gardens.

Then the Bindweed took a backseat to the deer.

Oh the deer.

They have been extremely voracious this summer. Nowhere have they done more damage than to the Day Lilies. Every time a Day Lily group is about to explode in a bounty of blossoms, the deer sweep in at night and take out all the blossoms. My expectation of glory followed by a complete loss of all blossoms is an emotional roller coaster I want to get off.

Me = The too earnest gardener

Deer = The game winners because deer got game.

And my pathetic effort to get game by tying up twine around and through all the gardens? This labyrinth of string was an abject failure. The deer just leap up and over the string like it is part of the fun. Let’s face it, to them it IS part of the fun.

My first realization vis a vis the Deer was that I needed to accept who I AM and take myself out of the game. I will need to either fence in another garden this fall and move all the Day Lilies into this space or put the Day Lilies in the already fenced in lower vegetable garden. There are a lot of Day Lilies. Several hundred plants. They would probably like a chance to bloom.

But even solving that problem I was left with both the deer AND Bindweed calling me to find a genuine silver lining. I will say that I deepened my appreciation for all Flowers not wrapped by Bindweed or eaten by deer. Furthermore, I am grateful deer do not like to eat Red Shiso or Calendulas or Zinnias but DO like to eat Bindweed.

Not ringing praise.

So, being the earnest person I am and ready to put aside my prejudice to seek an elusive AH HA moment about Bindweed, I decided a few days ago to make a Bindweed Flower Essence again. I had done this many years ago when we were better friends, but the inventory is gone.  Making the Essence again of this small white Morning Glory shaped Flower was sort of a moment of defeat.

However………as I went to store the Bindweed Mama Essence after its day in the sun, I felt an energy of such purity coming from the Flower Essence that I was stopped in my tracks. WOW!  If a Flower can take its basic bullying nature then bring forward a Flower and Flower Essence of such pure light, then we can all leave behind whatever good, bad and ugly things that went before and find a pure light within ourselves.

Oddly enough, this freed me up to laugh about the deer situation too. They just pushed me to lighten up and see the game as just a game. What a ridiculous moment in the game that today I am in the gardens searching for a Bindweed Flower to photograph for here.  How silly that I dwell on the eaten Day Lily buds and miss the abundance of Flowers everywhere else! In causing problems these two rogue elements broke me open to see the bounty in front of me.

So yes, I finally found something positive I can genuinely, earnestly say about Bindweed AND the deer. With Bindweed in particular, it embodies the truth that even in the darkest of situations or darkest of personalities, the light lives and can AND WILL prevail and rise up as the ultimate expression of all that went before. If Bindweed can give the world such a pure Flower then most certainly we can AND WILL transmute any situation or anything we have ever done or been to be pure light. And laugh and be grateful at the same time!

Not a bad place to land with Bindweed and the deer so I thank you for your nudges to reconsider my position! I’ll put the Bindweed on the additional Essence list for now- but don’t be surprised if after all this, it goes onto the main line up this fall. Won’t that be funny.

Lucky thing an earnest person like myself doesn’t mind eating crow.

Divine Light floods the planet. It flow into us. It even flows from within us. The Honeybees, the Birds, the Flowers all creation welcomes it. Except sometimes us people who get caught up in the snares of illusionary separation and not deserving.

As I work each day to keep the energy flowing in my energy system, it is interesting to note that sometimes the energy gets hung up in certain chakras. This is actually a helpful thing to notice as it means I can then look at what issues this chakra represents and therefore what issues I need to address. But actually, I think this energy is so at home within us that sometimes the work is simply asking for help to let it flow.  Maybe I won’t understand the glitch in a certain chakra even if I work on dissecting the issues it represents. At this point, the momentum of vibrational change is so immense that even a small effort to figure something out is rewarded with an immense amount of help and energy.

Over the years, my requests for help from spirit have sometimes been very itemized as I consider the blockage in terms of what the chakra represents. Say for example when I broke my arms. Arms are linked to our heart chakra and the giving and receiving of love. I don’t know more than a small amount of what my arm breaks were about, but looking back, I know some of the gifts. It was a time of understanding love could flow into me even if I wasn’t frantically doing more than my share. It was a time of rebalancing the inbreath and the outbreath, the receiving and the giving.

The arm breaks necessitated a serious time out from doing. This asked of me that I let go of my puritanical family of origin’s ethos of work. I had not felt worthy of love unless I was following the family dictum of “work ‘til the work is done.” This was an insane ideology to adhere to for someone with four children, a farm and a business. The work could never be done. So there I was flat on my back with arms shattered into so many pieces and me completely out of the loop in every area of my life- And weirdly, I felt whole. I felt open to receiving love. I felt the love of Divinity for me in the middle of this.

I keep coming back to how simple it can be to receive love and light because in truth we are this love and light.  I once had a dream in which I thought I had lost the garden.  I was searching desperately for the garden and a voice said, “You are the garden.”  Someone said that to me again in my waking life this week. It made me take notice to hear this again. I asked with more intensity for help from the Divinity within me to dissolve all beliefs and ego bindings that need to be cleaned out- anything that keeps me in the illusion of separation. What can I say but thank goodness for All Ego Contracts Null & Void and Flow Free! (and a whole lot of other Flower friends!)

I remember hearing one of the early astronauts talk about his heart opening experience looking down on Earth from space. The thing that struck him most was that there were no divisions, no borders or lines of demarcation. He saw we are all one.

For all my silliness about masks, one thing I have noticed is that I look more at people’s eyes. I had not really realized how often I looked at people’s mouths when they were talking. There is something clarifying- more straightforward and true about looking at eyes. It’s trite to say something about eyes as the windows of the soul, but it seems like the energy and the eye contact is clarifying who people are and our ability to see them truly.

Hopefully we are being kind to each other with our eyes and spirit. One of my favorite people is a cashier at the Co-op I shop at. Last week when I saw her she told me it was the last time she would be at the cash register. After many years there she asked to be moved from the front end because she could no longer handle the rude, uncooperative and unkind behavior of the customers actively unwilling to comply with the few rules in place to make shopping safe for everyone. 

May we all find within us the ability to act as if we know we are all one until we truly know it!

This is a big bold journey for all of us and one that is taking us into new and unknown territory. A dear one noted, “We are like kindergarteners in the realm of spirit- Beloved ones but kindergarteners none the less.” And we are on the spiritual move! As this same dear one pointed out, about this year’s Venus Garden, “The plants being in pots makes me think of “transitional time”- and being able to be moved as required.”

And so we need to go with the flow, move as required and be kind to ourselves and each other as we stumble forward.  I am grateful for the Flowers, the Flower Essences, the Angels, Elementals and the still small voice within me that keeps rooting us on. And I am grateful for you all who have shown me we can do it.

While all Flower Essences have connections to the chakras and our electrical system, some work in particular with certain chakras. I thought it might be helpful to make some links for you to Flower Essences for specific chakras. If you go to the link for a chakra, it will show the Flowers that are specialists for this chakra. There is also information about the specific issues of the chakra and a general discussion of chakras as well.

If you want support bringing the new light energy into your crown chakra, check out the tabs for our Flower Essences linked to the seventh chakra. Go with what calls to you but know that the Angels suggest in particular for the current energies, Fireweed, Ruby Moon Hyacinth Bean, Niella and Sunflower.

If you want support for keeping the new light energy flowing in your third eye/sixth chakra, check out the tabs for our Flower Essences linked to the sixth chakra. The Angels suggest in particular Queen of the Night, Eyes of Mary, Breathe and Lauriana Rose

If you want support for keeping the new light energy flowing in your throat/fifth chakra, check out the tabs for our Flower Essences linked to the fifth chakra. The Angels suggest in particular for the current energies Alex Mackenzie Rose, Cosmos, Milkweed Sacred Tobacco and Pink Yarrow from the Cliffs of Moher

If you want support for keeping the new light energy flowing in your heart/fourth chakra, check out the tabs for our Flower Essences linked to the fourth chakra The Angels suggest in particular for the current energies Mehera, Purple Flowering Raspberry, The Mary Rose and Black Eyed Susan

If you want support for keeping the new light energy flowing in your third/solar plexus chakra, check out the tabs for our Flower Essences linked to the third chakra. The Angels suggest in particular for the current energies All Ego Contracts Null and Void, Shrimp Plant, Self Heal and Dandelion

If you want support for keeping the new light energy flowing in your second sacral chakra, check out the tabs for our Flower Essences linked to the second chakra The Angels suggest in particular for the current energies Bee Balm Bells of Ireland Asclepias, Corn and Pomegranate for women.

If you want support for keeping the new light energies flowing in your first /root chakra, check out the tabs for our Flower Essences linked to the first chakra. The Angels suggest in particular for the current energies Red Mangrove Inner Child, Redwood and Calendula

In closing, I also like to mention the general category of Chakra Alignment which has its own page. These Flower Essences and Flower Essence combinations help line up and integrate the whole system of chakras including those above and below our physical bodies. They are dynamos!

I want to share with you about some of the Flower Essences you are gravitating to right now but first…. I thought I’d do a quick check in about….masks. How are you feeling about them? Hmmmmmm…..me too!

What style do you prefer? The ones I have sewn are rather plain in design. To learn how to sew them, I found a funny little video in which a man watched a woman sewing a mask. I wasn’t quite sure why the man was there. The woman did all the explaining and the sewing. Did she need supervision to sew it correctly? Who thought it would be a better video with a man chortling over her remarks about tucking in the threads? So many questions about this strange new world we live in.

One thing I have noticed about masks: They seem determined to lose themselves. Each week, I need to make more. Where do all these lost masks go? We have a designated place in the kitchen for all masks, but most days another one has disappeared. Why, like socks, do masks go walkabout?

Out in the world as I check out other people’s masks. I covet some masks more than others. I had no envy of the Bud Lite mask I saw. Then a friend had a mask that resembled a strawberry. I wanted that one. It even was embroidered with the little seeds that strawberries have. Clearly the creator of this masterpiece had no intention of losing her mask. May the force be with her in this heroic task.

There is so much awkwardness with masks. Yesterday I had to go someone’s house to pick up Green Hope mail that had been misdelivered to her house. As our mail goes to POB 125 in the post office and as her street number was 205, it is a little hard to know why this happened….. Anyways, she came to her door without a mask. I had mine on, but I wondered how rude it looked to back up slowly to get to that six foot distance. We had a lovely chat , but it still felt awkward.

I spent a good part of my childhood in Mexico City where manners were paramount. Shaking hands and being polite were the name of the game. If we went to someone’s house for a meal, and they served something that might make our gringo stomachs rebel, my parents told us kids to eat the food and have tourista later. And we did. Now, I have to fight all those instincts. This is pretty weird for all of us, isn’t it?

Another thing I’ve learned is that no one can understand the last name Sheehan said through a mask. Or maybe it is just me mumbling. Who knew watching each other’s lips was something we all did ( and needed to do for that matter).

As Jim awaits word on whether he will be going back to school or doing more online teaching, he asked me to research masks with clear sections over the mouth so his students can see his mouth and potentially understand him better. I found a 17 page pattern for masks with clear plastic sewn in. This was 16 pages too many for me. I turned him loose on Etsy.

Now he wants something that involves an elastic collar around the neck and some sort of blooming of plastic pieces encircling his head. Think Darth Vadar and you’re on the right track. That’s going to be one mask I might have disappear (It makes the Bud Lite mask look like a winner).

To write of other things…… When the quarantine began, I took over many jobs because, temporarily, there was no one else to do them. As the staff goddesses return, masks in place, we are reconfiguring who does what. As we sort through this new beginning, I have decided to keep doing one job I took on unexpectedly and that is bottling the Flower Essences.

There are many things I like about this job. I love visiting with the Flowers in this way. As I go to make an Essence, I think about what it is for and why it might be helpful right now. I also like seeing the patterns of what flows out the door here and wondering why certain Flower Essences fly off the shelves.

Our Flower Essence collections is a bit like a big collection of people. Some I always know are going to be in the limelight and go out the door to you week after week in a very steady stream. They seem born to be out there in a big way. From the moment they hit our shelves, they make a splash and help a lot of people and animals.  But some are more retiring. They hesitate to go onto the mainline up and often don’t make enough noise to be noticed. Yet I know they are gems. With these more reserved Flower friends, it is not a matter of self esteem. I do not think I have ever met a Flower that didn’t know it deserved to be here. It is more that some Flowers seem very content to just be who they are and let others find them or not. 

I love it when you do find these retiring Flower Essence allies in spite of their reserve. I love it when you see their strengths as much as the more gregarious Flower Essences that enjoy the spotlight.

As I bottle, I relish seeing that you have found and embraced these more low key Flower Essences. Their ability to wait until the right moment with absolute equanimity and then deliver when called upon carries its own wisdom. I love seeing how these Flowers have confidence in your discernment, a confidence that is deserved.

I thought I would share a half dozen or so of the more reserved Flower Essences you all gravitated this week. I know you found them because I needed to restock the shelves with them. As I bottled this group, I was struck by how precisely some of these Flowers answered the concerns of these times.

Comte de Chamborg Rose– To quote a bit of what the Comte says about itself, “Use me when you must prevail but want to do so with a light touch or when you have need to assert yourself but do not want to offend. I have a vibration of self-articulation in harmony with all around me. This is my strength: an ability to be fully myself without ruffling feathers.”

Is it just me or is anyone else needing help with this light touch? An astrologer friend explained it is something about Mars being in its home sign of Aries for the next six months leading to fiery interactions. Let’s just say that as I bottled this one, I put it right into my drinking water and said a grateful THANKS!

Los Arcos This beloved Camino Essence describes itself succinctly in this way, “Finding the bravery to move ahead on your own and at the same time being open to support from unusual places and activities.”

As you have noticed from other recent blogs of mine, the theme of moving on without trying to drag anyone else along has been a big one for me. So too has the precious experience of unexpected support from unexpected places. I have found Los Arcos to be very validating in this letting go process. It is one of many Flower Essences we have for helping us to let go, but like all the Camino Essences it has a particular gift in helping us know that the letting go is just a moment on the trail and not our final destination. It can be very disheartening to find oneself in the emptiness of letting go, yet Los Arcos helps us feel the palpable promise of serendipitous new chapters.

Belorado was another Camino beloved that needed bottling this week. It shares similar gifts with Los Arcos describing itself in this way, “Holding faith in the emptiness before the dawning of the next chapter when you will find your authentic and supportive community.”

Jade Flower Essence helps us roll with the unexpected quality of what happens as we heal. We all have these conceptions of what it should look like as we heal individually or heal as a planet. For me, it is pretty clear that I should refer to my ideas as misconceptions versus conception, but then I doubt I am alone. Could any of us have imagined 2020?

In any case, Jade helps us to ride the waves of what our healing actually entails. While I would like it to be a more serene course, Jade knows healing is a roller coaster ride. Fortunately Jade knows how we can hang on without throwing up!

Whenever I think about Jade I remember of a story one of you told me about partnering with Jade. This dear woman had gotten a very strong prompting to work with Jade and had been taking the Essence for a few weeks. Then one afternoon she was driving down the Pacific coast highway in her convertible having a lovely time when a mattress from the truck in front of her flew off the truck and fell on top of her. Well…… she lived to tell the tale, and she always linked this to working with Jade which she felt had prepared her for this very, very unexpected moment.

Ginger Thomas– This wise Flower friend from St John, USVI sits in quiet reserve on our shelves. He is present 100% when called upon, and he arrives with a sparkle, humor and a powerful depth of wisdom unlike any other Flower Essence I know. Here he briefly and rather mildly describes himself and his immense vibration, “I AM the translation of inner wisdom into wise action, refined and pure, unsullied by discordant and extraneous ideas. I help you ground in your inner wisdom, helping you make wise choices in your life, because I hold the vibration of the long view, the wisdom of a true elder.”

I am so delighted you have found Ginger Thomas. Maybe his time has come, and he has opened shop in a bigger way. Maybe something has shifted and we can finally hear his wisdom like a bell ringing in a still night. In any case, I am glad he is going out to you now. He has so much to offer us.

Foxglove from Patagonia As we experience quarantine and social isolation through this confusing time, I am grateful for the wisdom of the Patagonian Flowers including this magical Foxglove. It brings a hard earned wisdom about grounding in our immutable inner Divinity when external circumstances are on the move as they are right now. This and other Patagonian Flowers carry the wisdom of the Patagonian land mass which over geologic time had a particularly big adventure of splitting off from supercontinent Gondwana then rotating around and around alone in the ocean for eons before coming to its current location joining the tip of South America.

So quarantine hasn’t gone on for eons (though some days it definitely feels that way), but it has flipped us on our heads a few times. Foxglove’s vibration helps us stay present but also calm- even radiantly joyful- as we flip around. It reminds us that everything we need is within us. As we let go of what is already gone and accept the dizzy spin of the times, solace, purpose, meaning, humor and truth are revealed via a deep dive into our hearts and the Divinity that lives there within us. Foxglove from Patagonia shows us exactly how to dive in.

As we rise up into our Divine selves, we become the healing we need.

How do we embrace this process? I have been thinking so much about this question. Half jokingly but half seriously I have always referred to the lovely women who work here as Staff Goddesses, but it is time for all of us to completely own this Divine identity AND live it fully.

What does it mean to be our Goddess self? What interferes with us doing this?

Well….. sometimes family and others deriding our belief that Divinity lies within us has slowed us down…….especially in the lives where we’ve been burned at the stake for owning our Divine inner love, power and wisdom. Many of us have have continued to suffer from this in our current lives too.

However, it is time to let our old fear tapes go and to ignore those who would say it is wrong to own our Divine identity. It is also time to stop trying to drag people along with us. The only self that needs to accept that we are one with Divinity is our own self. How many lives have we spent trying to pull people along spiritually when they did not want to go? How often have we given ourselves 100% to people who want our light energy but also reject and abuse us for holding this light? Game over. It is time to let everyone be where they are and just go on ahead.

And now for one of my side tangents that is hopefully relevant…. Last night I was out in the gardens at dusk, just minding my own business (or as I thought of it in retrospect, minding my own beeswax) when a Honeybee flew into my hair. Honeybees have a thing about hair. This one was making a lot of noise, and I reacted in a decidedly human way by slapping the top of my head.

Well… despite my efforts to squash the Bee, it stung me right there on my crown. Ouch! I always try to welcome the stings as healing when they happen, but they are always shockingly intense.

Then this morning as I was tying up pole beans and minding my own beeswax again, another Bee flew into my hair. This time I wondered, what would a Bee Goddess do? I decided to sit down and welcome the Bee energy and just try to Be the Bee. For a good 20 minutes the Bee buzzed in and around my hair. Clearly I was not embodying the zen of Bees deeply enough for her alarm bells to go off, so I kept going deeper into loving the Bee, being the Bee and Beeing one with the hive. And the Bee departed.

This brings me to notion #1 about Beeing the Goddess. When we fail, let’s gently pick ourselves up from any learning lesson and prepare to embrace the next opportunity to try a different tack with humor and kindness to ourselves. Life will give us another opportunity to do it differently! Sometimes almost immediately!

I recently heard someone describe Princess Diana as the embodiment of a Divine and sovereign being not because of her position in the British royal family but because of how she carried herself in the world and how she never faltered in going forward with her Divine mission. Obviously as we embrace our Divine selves, we will have messy human moments as Diana did. That is part of being here on Earth, but like Diana, we can gently pick ourselves up from our human messes and kept going on our Divine path.

Back to my second Bee encounter, I was not confident for much of this buzz session but I kept going. Sometimes the best we can do is, “Fake it until we make it.” I’ll call this “Fake it.” notion, Notion #2. Faking it is a helpful bridge for recovering perfectionists like myself who expect ourselves to get an idea and execute it flawlessly the first time. Somehow the pressure eases when all we have to do is fake the serenity or fake the confidence or fake the kindness. I love the Honeybees but not so much an individual Bee nose diving into my hair, As I faked the love for this buzzing Beeing, a genuine energy of serenity, confidence and love came in to meet me.

Building from this is Notion #3 that while there are those that don’t want us to go on ahead, there are many more coming out to meet us and help us become our true Divine self. And they bring a Divine toolbox so filled with love! We need only make an effort and our effort is amplified and supported beyond our wildest imaginings by a cast of thousands.

I kid you not, a third Bee has joined me as I type this IN MY KITCHEN! They really want me to get a lot of practice today!

I am going to pause and practice my loving a harassing Bee skills…… Sometime very soon I look forward to sharing more thoughts and ideas about how we can embody our Divine selves!

A few minutes later….. Bee #3 departed without a visit to my hair. I now sit here with a cup of tea with honey, feeling most grateful for all three encounters and all I learned!