Honey Connection

I wrote this post and then sat on it for a week or so.

I feared that it shows too much.

Fear sucks…

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I love bees and I don't know why.

It's taken me a while to discover that I love bees. Maybe 55 years or so. 🙄

I started beekeeping over a year ago and just extracted my first honey on Friday, which happened to be my 21st wedding anniversary too. Lynn helped me with the honey extraction, mostly filming the small harvesting process.

Suddenly it felt like all the love was in one place, Lynn and I working together and the bounty from the bees.

Can you really feel connected to the bees? I don't think I would have said yes to that before I started beekeeping.

Part of the connection, I think, is that the bees are free to leave. At any time they can decide to leave, try somewhere different. I guess the same goes for Lynn and I, we could leave any time but for over 21 years have chosen to stay.

When I watch documentaries about bees I inexplicably tear up with emotions I don't understand. I don't feel particularly sad, or happy, though most bee documentaries are not exactly positive affirmations for society. I literally have no control over these emotions and completely no understanding of them either. And they are hilariously predictable - much to Lynn's glee!

It's a bit like tearing up when watching old family videos or looking at old photos of friends who have passed. There’s a memory of happiness and a sadness of loss. But with insects!

Connection is love.

I can't control it or conquer it.

I can just try to notice it and nurture it.

Mark