Bee B

Joined February 2021

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I've been writing stories, newsletters, poetry, posts, and whatnot since childhood. I'm a multi-faceted artist, and up and coming Elder, a healer, a mother and grandmother and I'm hoping to use this format to hone my writing skills & play.

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The Dance of the Happy Elephant
This morning, filled with sadness and longing, and an undercurrent of anger, I asked the Universe to send me some help. I didn't wake up that way, but while turning off my alarm, I noticed a message from a loved one. It was an unpleasant message and I quickly set it down to begin my morning practice of energetic grounding and alignment (what some might call chakra meditation) and gratitude. I forgave myself for looking at the message before my practice, it was only natural to look at it, since I'd been anticipating a (happy) response. It was natural that I felt disappointed and I didn't have to let it sweep my day into a field of negativity. I got myself into a good zone and then went about walking the dog.
By Bee B3 years ago in Motivation
It's Okay To Have A Good Day
Have you ever had one of those days? How about one of those weeks, or months, or even years? What about years stacked up on top of each other like dominos, ready to topple with the slightest touch?
By Bee B3 years ago in Motivation
Ordinary Magic
It was cold and overcast on Marissa's last night on the job. As she hauled the garbage around the back of the building and tossed it in the dumpster something caught her eye in the dim light. It appeared to glimmer and Marissa was intrigued, getting caught up in fantasies about faeries and helpful wights, which she had a predilection for. She made her way into the tight corner between the dumpster and the building next door and had to wedge her shoulder between stacks of old pallets in order to reach the thing that now seemed lost in the shadows. She stretched her hand a far as it would go, making contact with it's smooth surface. When she brought it up into the light, she was a tad deflated to see that it was just an old notebook. Before tossing it into the garbage, her curiosity got the better of her and she decided to thumb through it. The pages were perfectly blank and totally pristine, as if it had just come off the shelf. Marissa shrugged her shoulders thinking, "I was just thinking about starting a new journal," and gesturing to the sky, she said, "thanks Universe!" She tucked the little black book into the back of her pants and went back inside to close up shop.
By Bee B3 years ago in Journal

Bee B

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The Dance of the Happy Elephant

It's Okay To Have A Good Day

Ordinary Magic

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