Taking Sides with the spirits of nature

Across last year we’ve been keeping honey bees in our garden. It’s been a very meaningful journey for us. I built a Kenyan Style Horizontal Bar Hive out of an old Oak Futon which after many years use had become irreparable. The Futon was reborn as a wonderful hive but it was our first ever year keeping Bees and perhaps I did not adequately think how to minimize the onslaught of the dreaded Varroa Mite. Our focus over Christmas and New Year was on family commitments and I should have listened because I did sense once or twice that the Bees were seeking to communicate something to me…. Sadly when we checked the Hive the second week of January the colony had not made it. Weakened by Varroa Mites and inspecting the inside front of the Hive near the entrance I found a huge, nearly 3cm long Common Wasp. At first I thought it was a Hornet and so capturing it I took it inside for closer inspection. Later that afternoon I was at a Tree Meditation Event communing with the energies of Nature and that night I had a dream…

In the dream my partner called to me from another room in the house “Tom you had better come here” and going out into what seemed like a conservatory I/we were confronted with a huge 7 foot man. He seemed very pensive and ominous like a kind of intruder and was dressed in poor clothes and looked sad, something like a Somalian Pirate.

I felt fear and his fear but somehow being able to still access Love I was able to hold my hand to my heart and say to him “We are people of the heart”. He seemed to feel and understand what I meant and relenting he put what looked like a razor blade down on a table behind him.

He then shape-shifted into a magickal dance of a Spirit of Nature. At this point in the dream I properly realised that what I was witnessing was the energy of the Spirit of the Common Wasp that I had wounded and captured awaiting proper inspection and was currently in an airtight plastic container in our store room.  
As it Shape-shifted in my dream it was almost like a mating dance…. First the spirit becoming paler started to remove it’s clothes, revealing breasts and then the dance became even more erotic showing geometric shapes of great pulsing symmetry.   

Earlier in the dream the form manifested in a form I could understand as a poor huge man something like a Somalian Pirate. A pirate that had sought to take over or take advantage of a weakened ship of my Honey Bee Hive. That was aggrieved that I had taken it captive and had actually wounded it with knife. A wound was dealt from a feeling of grief, anger revenge for killing so many of our honey bees. I had seen dozens of their dead bodies torn apart all near the entrance of the Hive.

Later that morning after I had had the dream I went into the store room to collect the Wasp and release it back into Nature. It had been very docile for a while but it started to buzz and flap its wings with delight as if it knew I was about to release it. When I released it flew with tremendous purpose on its homeward course, back to its brother and sisters. Perhaps its children…  

Later the morning after the dream reflecting, I also felt the symbolism of the dream had to do with taking sides… why did I so favour the honey bees over the huge common wasps? Don’t they all have a valid and sacred place in the Dance of Nature? Do we treat other spirits and human in a similar way? Endlessly taking sides and mindlessly deciding what is better or worse?  

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