A Spiral of Love

  A prayer is released out into the world for Love. As it spirals its way through the melting snows and into the warming soils, it carries the experience and memory of ancestors whose hands once crushed herbs with intent to heal. It carries with it peace on the scent of lavender and the purple…

Holy Desire

On this Valentine’s Day, ask yourself, what is your Holy Desire? On a day that can be confusing to some, due to placing love outside of themselves, turn that love within and find out what is the spark that makes YOU feel alive.  What is it that wakes you from your slumber and motivates you,…

White Coffin of Love

Do not mourn for me. I have served my Hive well. I have warmed my queen and dreamed the dream. Now I pause between breaths to listen to the stillness. Do not mourn me. I have fulfilled my Lemniscate and done so with love.

Recipe for BeeLoveds

I came upon a question today that asked how I bring spiritual practices into beekeeping.  While it is a great question that I can answer on many different levels, especially as spiritual beekeeping tends to lovingly caress everything I do in my life, the woman asking seemed to be looking for specific practices.  To honor…

Bee Priestess

I think it is important to define what a bee priestess is because people call me a bee priestess and I have been struggling with that term.  I have to really think about this because when I think of a bee priestess I think of the dancing, frame-drum playing, journey-leading, transformation creating Melissa that used…

Whirling Melissae

Come Dance with me, the Lemniscate! We’ll twirl, we’ll whirl, let the Hands of Fate mold the path, and guide us through, our Heart will tell us what to do. The Spider weaves, the Lions guard; follow the Snake, it is not hard. Breathe in, breathe out.  A whisper, a shout. A time for all,…

Seeds of Tomorrow

Seeds, still in the pod?  Why little seeds, why didn’t you fly in the autumn with the rest of the seeds?  You are so beautiful hanging together upside-down in your vertical cave, as if hibernating bats with feather white wings.  You must know something I don’t know; a kernel of natural wisdom tucked under your…

Fire Piping

The orange and yellow flames continue the process of transmutation on the newly added log; singing, dancing, crackling, popping in encouragement. Vibrations are raising.  Colors are changing.  And then the sound.  A long, high-pitched, airy call, as if a virgin queen bee is calling from her birth cell.  The sound of new experiences soon to…

Look for the Unicorn

Once again challenged by BeeLoved Debra Roberts in her Sacred Path of the Bee series I find myself here writing. What does it mean to “show your soul?”  Words seem so small to answer that question.  I think to put it simply, it means to be the REAL you.  We all wear masks to different…

Compound Eyes: the Magical and the Mundane

The little black and gold light being rested, Dreaming of peace for all within the Great Turtle Shell.  Woodpecker medicine could be felt through the heartbeat of the fertile Earth Mother, as She watched over her child.  The Cosmic Serpent, aware of everything, waited as patiently as the friend whose feet He was curled around. …

Moving Through the Layers

It is not up.  It is not down.  It is through. Anywhere. Everywhere.  I will follow you. To the Shadow, the Labryinth, the Light, to the Stars. To Venus, Orion, the Underworld and Mars. The Serpent your Way.  The Spider your Why. You are the gift of the Gods, the Guides when all cry. You…

Keeping the Swarm in Your Heart

I had a dream.  I picked up a large, golden queen bee in my hand and placed her onto the entrance to a hive.  She accepted it and walked Home. The excitement begins!  As soon as I return home from errands, I find Eastern Shadow hive body exploding with bees! The bees swirl and swarm…