This strong message comes to me days before my dad passes, as if a hug from a friend, knowing you are struggling. But I still struggle a little with the message. No death? How can that be possible? I believe in reincarnation, but that still seems like a new beginning after a death. If we didn’t have death, how could we have life? Don’t bee colonies die if they are not strong enough? I always look to the natural world to help me define my beliefs and I seem to see death, but the bees have never lied to me. And this message seems important.
My mind turns to science at this point. Energy is neither created or destroyed. It simply changes form. So, when the leaf is released by the tree and falls to the ground, it changes from a leaf to soil over time. But that seems like a death, until you think of it in terms of energy. It never truly was a “leaf,” as that was just the name we use to differentiate it from other parts of the tree. A “leaf,” simply is energy that is gathered in one spot and takes on a recognizable shape to those that name it “leaf.” When it falls to the ground, its energy is transformed into another form that we recognize as “soil.” It is still the same energy, if you think big and without limits of what we see only with the eyes or name with our voices. It simply is energy.
Continuing this train of thought, we are simply energy gathered into a body shape that is named by others and then always recognized as that one shape and name. I am “Melissa.” But Melissa is a vibration used to name my recognizable shape. My energy would still be there if I had no name. And if I went through the change we name “death,” my energy would still be there as well, but no longer recognizable to others as the shape of “Melissa.”
When a bee colony dies, their genes may still be out there in other hives, just like humans genes may continue on, but the energy of the “hive” is still around, just not recognizable as the “hive” we knew the shape of prior to what we call death.
When my dad passes away at 12am, the inbetween time of day and night, on January 12, during the inbetween time of the year according to Swedish culture, and the bees tell me that there is no death, just a transformation of energy inbetween forms…I think my spiritual and scientific mind is satisfied, that things are as they should bee.