While I was in graduate school, I went for a run on a greenway with a classmate. On this run, we just happened to run through a swarm of bees. I stopped us there so I could simply stare in wonder.
Swarming bees only care about 2 things when swarming: la reina and finding a new home. So we could stand there as they buzzed about us in a cloud without fear.
It’s truly a magical experience and one that is harder to duplicate if you don’t have hives. It’s still a dream of mine but right now, travel beats out adding more things to care for. Between the dog, the cat, the garden, and myself, I feel my plate is full enough.
But I hope you find yourself in the midst of something as sacred and magical as being in the middle of a swarm of bees.