First, an announcement. Berea Urban Farm has supported me in so many ways along my bee journey. I am so grateful for the people within this organization, without them I feel as though I would be a fish dangling out of water. I will now be hosting a workshop at Berea Urban Farm this Saturday, July 23rd from 10am - 12pm. We will be making a flower essence and practicing intuitive approaches to connect with the plants. I can’t wait to see you there!
Onto this New Moon Bee Musings.
As I continue to walk this path with the bees, doors open. Honey, bees, and bee people are being attracted into my field. My communication with the bees is strengthening and synchronicities are landing. I know I’ve only been standing at the doorstep of our relationship with one another, and I can feel myself about to walk through a threshold where there is no turning back.
Today as I looked upon the hive that is flourishing with activity, I share the significant events that are happening with loved ones around me. I offer my gratitude for the blessings and begin to wonder if they are blessings or curses. I admire how the bees live closely to how their ancestors lived (though they would like a hive that is much higher off the ground), and I feel tinges of grief with the uncertainty, without a clear framework of what is right and what is wrong. And so I ask them how we may live with the confusion during these times. This is what they shared.
We have lived upon the wind since ancient times. We have witnessed the passing of souls in and out of this world as the first breath is received and the last breath is given. We want to remind you of the gifts you are given between these breaths, and that you too are a gift to the Earth while you are here, as well as before and after. In this gift of joining together at this time we ask you to take notice of all the other gifts of life that surround you, from the tiniest bugs to the mightiest trees. They too take notice of you and recognize when you need their gifts. They offer gifts of energetic expression in a certain situation you may find yourself in, gifts of medicine, of healing, perspectives, reminders—reminders of how to feel your wholeness and connection. It is in this connection that you will find your way.
This message reminds me of the elated state my body felt as I was cooking the Plantasia blackberries into jam this week. It was as though the blackberries felt honored, and my ancestors were tapping in and saying hello. What does this even mean to those who have not opened themselves up to these types of sensations? Those who walk around hollow, seeking something to fill up the empty spaces within them.
I remember being this kind of person. When I was yearning, grasping, needing more and more and never feeling fulfilled. When I was chasing an invisible sensation. Those moments in college when I would go out drinking and felt that one more beer, one more cigarette—a light of something to fill this inner void. The constant consumption of buying, traveling, scrolling, etc.
As I was rocking my daughter to sleep the other night after leaving a party early to ensure our ducks were tucked in safely and my daughter could get a good night sleep, I felt completely satiated. For the first time I took notice that the void I once was so familiar with no longer screamed out for attention. This void was now filled with nourishment. So what has changed within my life?
This answer is complex and it has taken over three and a half decades to understand the spiral of how my life wants to truly manifest.
One of the ways is that I began understanding the voices of the Earth.
When once I cringed in fear when a spider came to say hello, I now understand that they are offering their innate power of creative inspiration which they use to manifest their beautiful webs. I now realize that when they made me cringe, I was afraid of my own creative power as I was raised to be. Now, after many years of transformative experiences, when they cross my path, I thank them for their support in whatever I may be creating in that moment.
When the crows come, they tell me that some of my inner ancestral magic is becoming unlocked. When the water pressure wanes, the Spring at Plantasia is wanting a visit. When the furry leaves of the Marshmallow plant beckon me, it’s time to soften my edges, while the bees may be asking me to strengthen my boundaries.
The messages from my soul are interconnected with what attracts my attention on the Earth. It is where the external and internal meet. I am able to receive answers to the decisions I need to make on a day to day basis or for life’s larger moves. Five years ago, it was the bears and cardinals who gave their subtle, yet unmistakeable, cues that it was time to move from my home state of Minnesota to Kentucky.
Tuning into the world around me has become paramount to filling the void within me. With listening to the land, and all of her creations, I’ve come to understand profound teachings of how to live a sacred and fulfilling life.
I have become healthier through listening to the rhythms of the Earth. The food I create is infused with seasonal medicine, and I am fed by the very beings that are sharing experiences with me everyday. We are in sync with the same weather, water, bacteria, bird songs, and the howls of the coyotes roaming the hills.
Right now, the season calls for dill sauerkraut on eggs, blackberry jam cookies, zucchini fritters, and green bean casseroles. The preparation for fermented pickles and the sacrificial duck culling is underway. The potlucks around these parts are astounding this time of year as this local land-based culture is undergoing a rebirth. Medicinally, flowers from mullein, calendula, and lavender are infusing oils while the elderflowers are now in syrup to sweeten the wild mint teas.
I am in love with this creation between the Earth, myself, my family, and our greater community. While working with these creations from the Earth I am able to offer gifts to my loved ones. I feel a true sense of authenticity and fulfillment when I gift the magic of the Earth. The void within me is truly fed and I cry in gratitude to have finally found my way.
With love,
Sacha Louise and the bees.
I'm so grateful you're my friend, Sacha. I treasure the inspiration you consistently give me.
This is a very beautiful message of healing a chronic emptiness, and I feel a similar antidote is coming my way, involving presence, reciprocity, creativity and connection with ancestors. Thank you for staying the course and I so celebrate these good, full times in the Holler, with abundant potlucks and plenty of buzzing, waving, tingling, blooming, flowing, communicative energies to connect with. I love you.
This was so amazing as usual. You are always do inspiring snd I am so proud of you snd your way of life