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Welcome to the Things to Think About podcast, where we use fables and fairy tales to uncover deeper truths about our subconscious world. I'm Stacy Casson, and today's story is a reflection on productivity. My weekends have gotten away from me since I have been helping my family. I was very stressed about what I am supposed to be doing. We will dive into the idea loving what is and rest in a tale I call, “Bee Happy”. And now, get comfortable and relax. Take a deep breath in. And exhale. A deep breath in and exhale. A deep breath in and exhale. And if you'd like, you can slowly close your eyes.
Once upon a time there was a very curious bee. She was a worker bee and had gone through the ranks from polishing the cells to ripening nectar. Today she was on foraging duty. There was a family enjoying some cinnamon rolls so the little bee got closer to investigate. There was a sweet smelling strong liquid in a glass cup. The bee noticed the family was getting nervous but no one bothered it as it investigated. One of them spooned some of the icing with a little water for the bee but it was more interested in the woman. It landed on her finger and explored since she smelled so sweet. The woman remained very still though the bee tickled her. The bee noted she moved away after she flew off.
The bee knew there was nothing useful here with the humans but she didn't want to return to the demands of the hive. She knew she was supposed to be foraging for new sources of nectar, but it was such a lovely day. She had found a bonanza the other day that would keep the hive well provisioned. What if she didn't return to the drudgery of the hive? Her sister bees worked well together but had no imagination. Everything was for the queen and the good of the hive. They would never care about magic elixirs and the strange humans.
The little bee buzzed along and came up on a wonderful garden full of sunflowers. They were her favorites and she hovered to take in the beauty. Normally when they hunted they honed in on the nectar and collected what they could before alerting the other worker bees. Today she took her time and explored the flowers. She noticed the sunflowers had more nectar than the roses.
A butterfly landed nearby collecting pollen. It looked so happy flitting about. "Dear butterfly, you never seem to have a care in the world. Should you not be concerned about your brief life?” the bee questioned. The butterfly responded, "I do as I please and follow my whims. Isn't your hive looking for you?". The bee was troubled. "I know I should be looking for nectar, but I get so tired of the same thing day in and day out." The butterfly was non-plussed. "Then bee free," it responded in a light airy voice. "But we are getting ready to swarm. A new queen has been born and the hive is overcrowded." "What difference will one bee make? Are you that important?" The bee flew into a trumpet flower and took a nap. The sun set on the bee. "Tomorrow. I'll go back tomorrow."
Do you want to always be a busy little bee or will you take time to smell the roses? I want to transition from bee-ing to being.
Closing: Closing jazzy keyboard and thrumming bass. I hope you enjoyed today's segment. Tell a friend. See you next time. Music fades. "
