Rest your head on the pillow,
A soft blanket just in reach.
Claim your space and prepare to rest.
It's time to take care of you.
When you're ready,
Let your mind float free.
Take your thoughts to a soothing place.
Picture a grassy meadow,
Wildflowers in every direction.
If you study those flowers closely,
With an eye toward more than color,
You'll see movement over the flowers' heads.
Something zipping from one to another.
Dedicated to their critical mission,
Nature's little messengers spread out over the field.
They land on the lovely blossoms,
Spreading pollen wherever they land.
Moving from bud to bud,
They fly.
Mixing and matching as they go.
A divinely beneficial give and take,
Good for both bee and the flower.
Picture the bee's energetic flight,
Its eager,
Hopeful pattern.
See it dart all over that fresh green field,
Collecting its essential cargo.
The bee knows exactly what it needs to do,
And it focuses only on that task.
Watch it work with true purpose.
Let its dedication fill you with awe.
Take a deep breath as you think about the power of your own life's mission.
Exhale and imagine working as hard as the bee does to gather what you need.
Once it's finished in the meadow,
The bee's job is far from over.
From there it flies back to the high,
Ready to share its treasure.
Imagine how satisfying it must be to return home after a job well done.
By following nothing but its instincts,
The bee tends both itself and its world.
You too can live your life that way,
Laser-focused on your primary purpose.
And just like the bee's quest to feed its family,
You serve others when you honor your nature.
Picture a hive of buzzing bees,
A community with goals in alignment.
Feel the fullness of this cooperative spirit.
Let that hive energy fill you,
Feel its hope and clear intention.
Think about the sweet results the bounty the bee's work yields.
Even that honey is so much more than it appears,
Giving both enjoyment and good health.
It's the perfect symbol of generous effort,
An image of the harmony we all long to find.
The bees still remember what matters the most,
Even if humans so often forget.
Visualize the difference you could make if you embraced the example of the hive.
Think about the ways you could find that connection,
The ways you could build a community of your own.
Envision the joy of finding like-minded souls,
People who work to harvest life's gifts.
Feel your heart smile as you inhale,
Feel a delight in the possibility.
Let peace fill you as you exhale,
The peace that understanding brings.
Take yourself back to the meadow,
Smell the flowers and enjoy the view.
And once again,
Let your eyes follow the bees as you sink into new calm as you watch.
Their movement is mesmerizing,
A mixture of dancing and flight.
Your spirit starts to wish it could follow,
To zoom through the air without thought.
There's nothing to worry about in this meadow,
No ticking clock or demanding voices.
It's perfectly fine to follow the bee's example and tend to your purest needs.
Nature is the wisest force of all,
And we are a part of nature.
Of nature.
So just like the bees,
It's smart to take heed when that quiet inner voice speaks.
The logic is the same for you and the bees.
Be true to your purpose,
The reason you're here and choose that above all else.
Just like the bees are meant to pollinate the world and then to sweeten it with honey.
You are meant to contribute what only you can,
Your efforts inspiring others to contribute their gifts.
As you picture this future,
Your heart starts to lift.
There's no greater bliss than being true to yourself.
And like the bees,
Your hard work really matters.
Now,
Before you drift away into deeper sleep,
Take a moment to think about tomorrow.
Promise yourself you'll begin the day with purpose,
That above all else,
You'll listen to you.
Breathe deeply,
And know that it's finally time for your spirit to fly free like the bees.
Let it fly high and take in the view,
And pay attention to the planet reveals.
Drift off into that blissful place,
That tranquil space within.
Rest well in the knowledge that sweet things await,
And believe that you are meant to create them.
Namaste,
Beautiful.
