Begin by finding a quiet space.
Please sit or lie down comfortably,
Close your eyes,
And take a deep breath in.
Exhale slowly,
And let the world soften around you.
Once again,
Inhale,
Feel the breath enter your body,
And exhale,
Feel yourself arrive fully in this moment.
I'd like you to imagine yourself walking through a sunlit meadow.
Golden rays warm your skin,
Wildflowers sway gently in the breeze.
A low hum rises in the distance,
Faint,
Rhythmic,
And pulsing with life.
You follow the sound through a canopy of trees.
You come upon a magnificent glowing beehive,
Suspended between two strong branches.
The air here is rich with the scent of honey and blooming clover.
You step closer.
As you breathe in,
You feel drawn to the hive,
Not as a visitor,
But as a presence becoming one with it.
You are not separate from this place,
You are a part of it.
You imagine yourself as one of the bees in the hive.
Feel your wings,
Light and strong.
Feel your purpose,
Clear,
Focused,
And deeply connected to every other being around you.
Here in the hive,
All is unity.
There is no rush,
No comparison,
No confusion,
Only the rhythm of creation.
It is harmony in motion,
A song of sacred structure and collective purpose.
You move through the golden chambers.
Each cell of wax holds a treasure,
Nourishment,
Life,
And intention.
Let each cell represent a part of your life.
One holds your dreams,
One holds your healing,
One holds love,
One holds abundance,
And another holds silence,
The kind that speaks.
You walk slowly through these chambers,
And feel the hum of energy.
You touch the golden walls,
And each step reminds you that you are not alone,
And that you are a part of something divine.
The queen rests at the heart of the hive,
Calm,
Radiant,
And still.
She does not rush,
She is not frantic,
She simply is,
The embodiment of receiving,
Of being,
Of knowing her worth.
Now feel yourself as the queen,
Or as the soul of the hive,
Rooted in stillness,
Guiding life with your energy alone.
You do not chase your desires,
You call them in,
You do not force creation,
You allow it to unfold.
You sit in the golden center of the hive,
And as you do so,
Inhale the energy of abundance,
And exhale all that no longer serves.
Let the hum around you become your own vibration,
A frequency of purpose,
Peace,
And presence.
And now,
Slowly begin to rise,
Return to your breath,
Return to your body,
And feel the earth beneath you,
Solid and sure.
Wiggle your fingers,
Wiggle your toes,
And when you are ready,
Look around you,
Open your eyes if they are closed,
And return to this moment.
Remember to carry the hive within you,
You are the hum,
The stillness,
The gold,
You are one with life,
And life flows through you.
