JUST ASK THE BEES

I was sitting in the living room with my computer.  Freaking out!  Feeling like a complete fraud.  Feeling terrified that what I was being prompted to do, was bee-yond me.  Here I was rounding yet another January in my life, once again trying to have the courage to express myself as an Oracle.  The courage to write something of service, that is meant to be shared with the many.  I pull my hair, I cry, I rant.  Nothing comes.  And then I think: (there was an accompanying smack on my forehead!) maybe you should “Ask the Bees”? And then this came buzzing in:

“We are honoured that you have heeded the call to be a conduit for our words, messages, practices and humms.  Let there be no doubt anymore Grace about this invitation.  You are a Mystic born and true.  100% through and through.  When you are with spirit and in the field of Grace love pours through you, and this is where we reside, in this field of Grace in front of everyone’s eyes.   

So, bring us forth, open their hearts, if it is their wish and their will and let them see into yours.  Penetrate them with that great big beautiful heart of yours – it is epic in its proportions, in its need to express – fully.  We are not the only beeings to meet with you and to share with you, but we are happy to be at the forefront of your work.  Bee not afraid to call yourself an Oracle for what is She, but a conduit for spirit, and in this case the spirit of our Beeingness. 

As a mystic trust in the unraveling and the re-weaving.  Your inner reservoirs are full to the brim, waiting to spill over into everyday reality.  Spend more time within Bee-loved.  We and many others enjoy this time with you and whoever arrives – more than you are fully aware of at this time.  Do it your way – Grace.  Those wishing to peer into these realms and to spend time with us will come!

Hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!”

I really laughed at myself after this channeling, as I realized that once again, I had gotten stuck in an old belief that somehow “I” was doing anything at all.  That “I” was doing it alone.  I thought it was the perfect way to describe to you what an Oracular session would read like and feel like.

And as always, I realize that whatever comes through for one is also meant for all who are reading it.  For I am you and you are Me.  We are One.  Thank you, Bees.  Thank you.