Nancy A. Waldron

Nancy Waldron

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Big Black Bumble Bee©

While I was on the phone with the patio door open a few inches without the screen door pulled closed (it is off track and needs help), a big black bumble bee flew in.  It immediately caught my attention as it was very big and buzzing all around.  I got up, got the fly swatter, and attempted to shoo it back out the door.  That did not work!  Reggie got into the act.  Then the bumble bee disappeared.  After I got off the phone, I looked through the house but could not find it.

Then this morning, there it was in the window over the kitchen sink stuck between the window which I had open and the permanently closed window.  It was frantically trying to get outside through the window, its little legs clawing and clawing forward where it could feel the outside air.  The rubber barrier between the window was keeping it back.  It had been there all night trying to get out and I could tell it was getting too tired.  I noticed that it had a little white on its head.  I felt its panic and decided to get a paper towel, try to catch it, then take it outside, if it would let me.

This was a tricky process as I had to close the window enough to let the bee know that it would not get out that way without crushing it.  I wanted it to see that there was another way out if it would just back up.  So, I waved the paper towel between the two windows.  It backed out, then put the single sheet of paper towel over the bee and tried to grab it.  It immediately stung me on the index finger but didn’t leave the stinger.  It stayed by the window, didn’t go back to the area between the two windows, but was still frantically clawing the window to get out.

I then doubled the paper towel and carefully put it around the bee tucking in the corners.  I kept telling it that I wasn’t going to hurt it, that I was trying help it.  Its loud buzzing sound let me know it didn’t like being enclosed, that it was panicked and angry.  I ran to the patio door, opened it, and set it free.  Staying outside, I closed the patio door so it wouldn’t fly back in.  It flew off and came back around in a circle by me.  I felt like it was saying thank you.

When an animal or insect comes directly into my awareness like that, I often pull out Ted Andrews’ books, Animal Speak, Animal Wise, and Nature-Speak to see what meaning it has for me.  I will paraphrase his writing.

            One Bee:  The meaning of the number one in Nature is:  time to initiate; new beginnings;  take charge-leadership role may be upon you.

           Bee Colors – Black with White:

            The meaning of the color black in Nature is:  Black is found commonly throughout  Nature in both the plant and animal kingdoms.  It is often associated with mysticism, magic, and new birth.  It is the color of quiet strength and protection.  It can indicate a need for secretiveness and sacrifice.  Black is also associated with the feminine energies, the creative and intuitive.  When found with other colors, it often indicates a grounding and even a more mundane energy or issue at play.

            The white which reflects the energies of truth.  White is soothing to our spirit and even indicates the presence of spirits about us.  White is always a reminder to follow our creative inspirations.  If we have doubts about issues or activities or even people in our life, white is a color that reminds us to be patient.  The doubts will soon be alleviated.  We will get our answers.

Other Meanings:

            Bees are long-time symbols for accomplishing the impossible.  The stinger is often seen as a phallic symbol.  Most bees only sting once.  The bee is a reminder to extract the honey of life and to make our lives fertile while the sun shines.  The bee reminds us that no matter how great the dream, there is the promise of fulfillment if we pursue it.

From D. J. Conway’s, Animal Magick, the sacredness of the bee has a long history throughout the world. A superstition and some of the magical attributes are paraphrased.

A bee flying into your house means a visitor is coming.

            Concentration necessary to carry out a task.  Planning and saving for the future.  Prosperity.  Astral traveling to the real of the Goddess to better understand the cycle of reincarnation.  Talking to a deceased person.  Helping an Earth-bound spirit move on to its proper place.

This big black bumble bee had many spiritual messages for me.  It validated that I changed my ways of being and chose better ones.  It validated that it is time for me to initiate new friends and activities. Since moving here three years ago, I have gone to church and dancing but am wanting to expand my circle of social and spiritual friends.  This means exploring other groups and different activities letting my feminine creative and intuitive energies guide me, trusting I will find the perfect places for me.  This may mean letting go of something.

It is time for mysticism, magic and new birth within myself and with others while knowing that I have the quiet strength and protection to open to what is mine to experience.  The bumble bee brought me the message that my dream of having a companion is possible.  One sting (a phallic symbol) to my finger was a reminder not to let that dream go, but to allow the companion to come to me through my heart fulfilling me in new wondrous ways.  It validated that other hearts continue to help me extract “the honey of life”.

In my spiritual practice, I have helped Earth-bound spirits move on, so the bumble bee’s message is for me to keep on doing that.

I communicate with my deceased husband and many other deceased spirits, known and unknown, which expands me in unimaginable ways.

I choose to open to Spirit, to carefully listen to the messages that are sent to me in each moment.  I choose to call for help immediately when I get out of spiritual alignment, so that I no longer do the same things, the same way.  I choose to be patient with myself and others, no longer clawing to get where I want, but rather know that those called easily flow into my life.  I choose to let Spirit visitors into my house, my life, my world, and magic happens.

Reggie tried to catch the bumble bee to eat it.  It flew too high for him, but he barked at it and chased it around until he could no longer see it.  His job was to protect me and he made a valiant attempt.  He listens to Spirit and acts immediately, then happily goes on about his play or takes a nap.  Nancy and Reggie♥

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Are You Ready?©

I was raised to be ready – to get up and make the bed, to get dressed with my hair combed and makeup (if any) on, to eat a good breakfast, to do my chores, and then to do whatever the day called me to do.  Was I always cooperative; no, I was not.  I learned that this was not only life preparation but held a much deeper preparation. This was spiritual preparation because I never know when Spirit will call me and in what way.  I learned that it was of upmost importance to me that I be ready.

In reading my emails this morning, one came through that emphasized how two people were ready when Spirit called.  I will paraphrase what was written:

Before landing a large airplane filled with passengers, the pilot found that the plane’s front wheel got stuck and would not come down.  So, when he informed the control room, they were ready. 

They devised a plan to have a pickup truck in the place of the front wheel.  Everything had to be just right.  There were problems to consider, one being when the front portion of the plane falls on the pickup it should not shake.  Another important point was that the speed of the plane and the speed of the pickup must be the same, otherwise the plane could slip down and cause an accident.  It was unknown if the pilot could accurately place the front of the plane in the pickup bed.  It was unknown if the pickup would be able to hold the weight of the front of the airplane.  If the pilot’s placement was not accurate, it was unknown if the pickup would flip up and cause an accident for both the plane and pickup.

The last and most important problem was who would drive the pickup truck.  The call was made for a volunteer to drive the pickup.  One driver came forward to do this, one brave, courageous, loving soul willing to put his life on the line.  He did it accurately and saved the airplane and all of the passengers and crew on it.  He was ready when Spirit called and Spirit enfolded him, the pilot, and all involved until they were safely stopped.

I asked myself if I would have had the courage to do this, would I have been ready when Spirit called?  People used to say of me that I would go where angels fear to tread.  I knew if it came down to it, I would have volunteered.  My agreement with Spirit is that I will go where I am called, say what is mine to say, and do what is mine to do as long as I am able.  I stay ready as I am always enfolded by Spirit!

Reggie stays ready also as he can go for a walk or a ride in a minute.  He stays ready protecting me by barking at any human or animal that is close to the property.  He stays ready to bring me back when I stay on The Other Side longer than he thinks I should. He stays ready for treats and love all the time.  He, too, is always enfolded by Spirit.  Nancy and Reggie♥

 

 

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Losses and Gains©

Three years ago on May 4, I moved to Auburn, CA, to a neighborhood that had a community feel, with well-kept homes, and parks nearby.  One of the neighbors on the right side of our home came over with their dog and introduced themselves to Reggie and I.  The other neighbor on the left side of our home and I met out front while walking our dogs.  These neighbors are on each side of my home, so I have felt protected and cared about by their friendliness and helpfulness.

My dear neighbors on the left are the ones we have been the closest to.  They are selling their house and moving to another city in Southern California.  These are the people who saved my life when I called them to say I wasn’t feeling well and could they check on me later.  They came immediately, called 911 and my family, kept Reggie, and the husband stayed with me in the ER until my heart was stabilized around 2:00 am.  This is where Reggie’s friend, Teddy, lives and they have been best buddies since they met.  We keep each others dogs when we go on a trip or need help.  We visit and share about our lives when we see each other or meet in the front yard at 10:00 pm for our dogs last potty walk before going to bed.  Reggie and Teddy seem to communicate that we are going out so they meet to play a bit then say good night.  We share about improvements in our homes and yards.  We celebrate each other’s birthdays.  We meet each other’s families.  Reggie plays with Teddy when I go dancing on Friday evenings.  They are my neighbor “family” whom I dearly love.

The loss of these incredibly loving people and their little Teddy, grieves me deeply and I know it will Reggie also.   Reggie and I became so comfortable with such a wonderful safety net next door knowing we could call and the call would be answered beyond anything I, or Reggie, dreamed was possible.  This loss has caused me to stop, acknowledge the depth of loss I feel, and give thanks for the huge gifts that Spirit gave Reggie and me through these precious people and their little Teddy.

We gained so much from knowing these people as they are multicultural and shared the significant challenges they have had to overcome as individuals and a couple.  The husband came from a country where he had to walk across other countries to gain freedom.  She lived in another country for three years.  They met and married in that country and came to America as she is American.  They have an adorable little 9 year old boy who is exceptionally bright and charming.  I gained the knowledge of real, raw courage through listening to the trials they both endured in getting from a war torn country to where they are today.  I gained deep compassion from watching the husband struggle for a year to recover somewhat from an automobile accident and the impact that had on their family in all ways.  I gained emotional depth by allowing my own feelings of grief to flow from knowing they will no longer be in Reggie’s and my life on a daily basis.  I gained comfort from knowing that I will hold them close in my heart wherever they are and stay in touch.  I gained contentment from Reggie meeting three other dogs in the neighborhood who want to be his play friends just a couple of days ago.

Most of all I gained the experience of what it is for Reggie and I both to be genuinely loved by our neighbors.  The Bible says “Love thy neighbor as thyself.”  I gained the desire to be that kind of a neighbor to whoever moves into their home, if they are willing.  Reggie and I will go on, feel the loss of them for a long while, and then trust that others will come into our lives who will be just a wonderful or even better.  I strengthened my trust that Spirit is always there for us in better ways that I could have created.

That is how it is for Reggie and I, significant losses on the human/animal level and undreamed of gains on the Spirit level.  Nancy and Reggie♥