Stung by a Bee on the Tongue
Today I was stung by a bee on the tongue. It flew right into my mouth as I was speaking and it stung my tongue. Twice. And then I spit it out as the stinging sensation was rising and I was hoping I was not allergic to bee stings.
I never actually saw the offender as I catapulted it out of my mouth, so I do not know for sure it was a bee. But it was a stinging flying insect for sure. When working in shamanism, we don’t ignore things like bees flying into our mouths and stinging us. It’s not just happenstance that a bee flew into my mouth. Spirit is at work, and there is a metaphor and a lesson at hand!
So what, I wondered, is the message from Spirit?
Hmmm…right before the bee invaded my orifice, I was on the phone telling a friend about my son’s soccer game. I was recounting my displeasure that the referee seemed to favor the other team with the number of fouls and yellow cards he donned on my son’s team, and his seeming inability to notice the same behavior from the opposing team. I was telling my friend how one of my hot buttons is fairness; that when I do not feel things are fair, I tend to get upset.
I was about to tell my friend that perhaps this perceived slight was all a matter of perception; that maybe the referee simply had a different perspective. That maybe the change that had to be made was inside of me—that potentially I needed to work harder to understand my own need for fairness. Then, the bee flew into my mouth and chaos ensued for several minutes.
When I looked up bee in my animal spirit guide reference, Animal Speak by Ted Andrews, I read the following:
“If bee has shown up in your life, examine your own productivity. Are you doing all you can to make your life more fertile? Are you busy enough? Are you taking time to savor the honey of your endeavors or are you being a workaholic? Are you attempting to do too much? Are you keeping your desires in check so they can be more productive?…
“The bee is the reminder to extract the honey of life and to make our lives fertile while the sun shines.”
After reflection on all of this, I have come to two lessons:
- Enjoy the moment of watching my son play soccer without fretting over the details of the specific game; who won, who lost, whether there was a foul…none of this will be remembered in the end and does not matter. What matters is witnessing the absolute brilliance of my son with a soccer ball.
- Choose wisely the content of my mind that pours off my tongue. To taste the honey of life fully, we must feed our tongues sweet words to speak, rather than words that sting. In any moment, we have the choice to see honey dripping or bees stinging.
Deep blessings to Spirit for the wisdom sent each day.
Even when it’s a bee stinging my tongue.