i SAT IN A CHAIR OBSERVING THE BEES ON THIS BUSH. tHERE WERE 20 EST.
i MADE MENTAL NOTES ABOUT WHAT I NOTICED BUT DIDN’T CARE IF I REMEMBERED. i KEPT THE ABOVE PHOTO AS MY PHONE WALLPAPER, AND REFERRED TO IT FROM TIME TO TIME. GOING TO SLEEP I RECALLED THE IMAGE.
2 wks later : bees + Me =
- Bees didn’t care if they had to share with other bees, other types of bees, or other insects. (diversity and inclusion)
- Bees didn’t care if another bee got in the way or landed very close, just moved over or to a different part. (its okay to allow others to get in my “space” without permission) (accomodation)
- Bees didn’t respond to my movement. If my shadow fell they moved over from the shadow. Bees were neither afraid nor anxious. **this really gets me. apparently they trusted themselves to know if there was danger, and, as a PTSD person- really they trusted so to speak. there was no apprehension, but they did have awareness.
Now I will try to incorporate these practices into my own practices with others