Archive for November, 2010


Pelican Dreaming

November 30, 2010

The Pelican Nebula

Pelican demonstrates the power of reflection and insight, buoyancy in life and how ride the air currents of life. He teaches to rest and relax in spite of life’s heavy weight. Pelican balances use of good fortune and abundance with responsibility and priorities. He has the ability to navigate emotions and aids in recovering what is lost whether it be emotional, mental or spiritual. Are you siezing the moment and enjoying what is before you? Do you recognize the abundance you already have? Perhaps it is time to count your blessings? Pelican aids in tapping into your feelings and putting them to wise use all the while peacefully balancing the world on your shoulders.



This Much I Know is Truth

November 30, 2010

My matrilineal grand-parents who married on April Fool's Day, 1915


Everyone has parents. Everyone has grandparents on both the father’s and mother’s side.
Everyone has great-grandparents on both sides.

You could have had several hundred or even thousands of lifetimes as a human being.

In each of these lifetimes, you could have had a different father and mother. Therefore, you and every person has a huge number of ancestors. I am not talking about only your biological ancestors in your current lifetime; I am talking about all of your millions of ancestors in all of your soul’s lifetimes.

It is a law of karma that some of your ancestor’s karma affects your present and future lifetimes. This is your ancestral karma. When I speak of ancestral karma, I am speaking about only those unpleasant services of your ancestors that affect you. I am not talking about all of your ancestors’ personal karma, only about the part that affects and influences your soul journey as one of their descendants.

There is a secret about ancestral karma.

The vital wisdom to know is that your grandfathers’ and grandmothers’  karma, and your great-grandfathers’ and great-grandmothers’ karma affect your life much more than your father’s and mother’s karma. Your parents’ personal karma affects your children and grandchildren more.

If you have great blessings in your health, relationships, and finances, you are blessed by your personal good karma as well as the good karma of your grandparents and great-grandparents especially. If you have major challenges in your health, relationships, and finances, your personal bad karma has affected your life, as well as the bad karma of your grandparents and great-grandparents especially.

Everyone makes mistakes in life. Since your soul has probably had millions of ancestors, your ancestral karma could be very heavy. Some people are free of personal karma, but I have only met one person who came to me free of ancestral karma. Ancestral karma is a major blockage for one’s health, relationships, and finances. Clearing ancestral karma is vital for healing and blessing your health, relationships, finances, and every aspect of your life.

~ extract p.35-36, Divine Soul Mind Body Healing and Transmission System by Dr Zhi Gang Sha

Family Tree Fan: Your Personal Labyrinth Walk Through Time


In grateful remembrance of a distant cousin who generously provided me with facts that helped me to clear my ancestral karma from a bloodline that had been omitted with malicious intent by previous family historians.

What you do not know about your lineage DOES hurt you…..energetically.  Pursuing genealogy activates your inner self-healing Shaman…and you do not even have to be consciously aware. Do the work; your Soul knows how to take care of itself.  

Your intuition and conscious knowledge of the facts of your ancestor’s life are your most potent tools in clearing stubborn mind-body-soul issues.  Ask your ancestors.  Ask them what wisdom is hidden in their life, that will be of most benefit to you in your current life. 

Ask for their wisdom; not their secret Christmas pudding receipe that they took to their grave….

Ask as many questions as you need.  You know how old folks love to gab..


 Leslie Thomas Pearce

 b. 01 May 1932, Invercargill, New Zealand

d. 21 Sep 2009, Lower Hutt, New Zealand 

Further Resources:
Family Karmic Inheritance – Elizabeth Springs
If You Could Ask Your Ancestor One Question; what would it be? 
 Associated Sabian Symbol
Capricon 19° “A child of about five with a huge shopping bag”.
It is remarkable how often people with placements in this degree have experienced carrying adult responsibilities as children. The idea is carrying a load beyond their years. ~ Source Blain Bovee, Sabian Symbols

From the Transmedium Muse
It is my experience and observation that the Sabian Symbols were brought forth to assist with the clearance of ancestral, planetary, global and tribal karmic inheritances.  Specifically. Forensically. 

Counting Coup

November 29, 2010

Passive-Aggressive Anger Release Machine


Anger is an integrity-producing response to the invasion of your personal boundaries

~ Gabrielle Roth

One example of counting Coup in Indian wars would be when a warrior would hit his enemy with a stick. This would change the enemies energy, by just letting him know that you are not frightened and if you had really wanted to hurt him you could have. This act of physically touching your enemy without seriously hurting him can take away or disarm the enemys’ anger. It creates an opportunity for the enemy to think about, and consider what he is doing and gives him a chance to remember that all life is sacred.

We can all Count Coup by helping someone, something, or a helping organization. By being willing to get physically involved  we can create an opportunity to change anger into help, and a chance so we might all survive together, in peace; not in pieces.

Joseph Medicine Crow


All the Pretty Glasses

November 28, 2010


I am part of the load
Not rightly balanced
I drop off in the grass,
like the old Cave-sleepers, to browse
wherever I fall.

For hundreds of thousands of years I have been dust-grains
floating and flying in the will of the air,
often forgetting ever being
in that state, but in sleep
I migrate back. I spring loose
from the four-branched, time -and-space cross,
this waiting room.

I walk into a huge pasture
I nurse the milk of millennia

Everyone does this in different ways.
Knowing that conscious decisions
and personal memory
are much too small a place to live,
every human being streams at night
into the loving nowhere, or during the day,
in some absorbing work.

 ~ Rumi



November 27, 2010


To Life:

I am the flower, turning toward the radiance of your life giving warmth.

I am the moon, reflecting your brilliance through the darkness of night;

The ocean as it continually receives the tributaries of your rivers.

The parched earth, soaking in the moisture of your raindrops.

I am the pull of the sap to the roots; the slumber of winter, waiting for your spring.

I am the mysterious mother, taking in death, bringing forth you, Life.

I am made to effortlessly take you in, to return all to the depths where creation emerges through this union of light and dark, all that is and is not.

From nothing comes this love, longing for more of itself.

You give forth life as I receive it; the fulfillment of life’s desire.

The spark ignites, and the universe is birthed again.

We each contain the alchemy of water and fire; jing and shen.

Continually creating and dissolving into the void where the one heart pulls us back into existence.

I am the coral reef; you, Life, its spawning.

I receive you as the seed bursts, the shoot emerges, the bud opens and the flower turns its face to the sun, taking you in.

~ poem by Dr Randine Lewis, The Way of the Fertile Soil


Mano de Desierto, The Hand of the Desert is the Chilean sculptor Mario Irarrázabal.

Image Credit: Sink or Swim

The Science of Receptivity

In a nutshell, the Science of Receptivity is about finding our place in the world.  With recent advancements in technology and a bit of help from the Cosmos, we are much more able to quickly unfold to the very best of our potential.  Sound a bit far-fetched?  Not really, because as we evolve, individually and collectively, the potential that drives and guides us, quicker and quicker, generation upon generation upon generation, closer to our goal.  As a species, it is our built-in quest to become more of “that which we are”.  And though many have become mired in the grind-a-day world, a portion of humanity, putting its attention to the task at hand, has become exponentially far more useful to the whole. It turns out all is in order and we are moving along very nicely.  We all contribute as best we can and truly what we each contribute is enough.  It is just that some are contributing more than others.~ Source VisionariesLab


Alluvial Gold

November 26, 2010

Alluvia project, Canterbury, UK

Read more about the amazing fluidic visionary art of Jason de Caires Taylor .


Set in the historic city of Canterbury, in association with Canterbury City Council, Alluvia is a sculpture consisting of two female figures, cast in cement and recycled glass resin. Positioned within sight of the Westgate Bridge and its adjoining gardens, the underwater sculptures lie along the river flow, submerged and fixed to the bed of the river Stour. At night the works are internally illuminated.

The title Alluvia relates to the alluvial deposits of sand left by the rise and fall of the rivers water levels. The Stour cuts through Canterbury, informing what could be described as a division between the past and present, between the old and the new city. The two contrasting figures are made from silica, an oxide of silicon, found in sand and quartz, the natural process of erosion questions the material properties of this widely used substance both highlighting and documenting the passage of time. The pieces also act as environmental barometers, algae accumulated on their surfaces are indicators of pollution within the county’s waterways from chemicals and phosphates used in modern agricultural farming.

The work draws reference to Sir John Everett Millais’s celebrated painting Ophelia (1851-1852). The pose of the figures and the materials used respond to the flow of water along the river and to the refracted colours of its fauna and substrate. As the surface tension and volume of water changes through the seasons, and the effects of light alter through the day, so what is seen of the sculptures changes. This fluctuation questions the stability of a material perceived to have permanence, and further challenges the recourse of memory, questioning how images and ideas constructed from fragments are presented. The work also encourages people to return to the site to recall and evaluate their altering experience of the work.

~ Source: Underwater Sculpture

Play At:

Soul Food Cafe: Alluvial Mine Creative Writing Project, click on the image to start the weigh of wordsmithing.


Under Rug Swept

November 26, 2010

“There was a blacksmith who was unjustly imprisoned and who miraculously escaped. Many years later when he was asked how he had escaped, he said that when he was in prison his wife, who was a weaver, had woven the design of the lock to his prison cell into his prayer rug. Realising that the prayer rug contained the design of his cell’s lock, he made a deal with his jailer to get some tools to make some small artefacts, which the jailer then sold, for a profit. Meanwhile he also used the tools to make a key and one day he made his escape.” (From Idries Shah)

 ~ Source: Australian Centre for Sufism and Irfanic Studies


What is Tasawwuf? (Sufism)

What is Tasawwuf? Good character and awareness of God.
That’s all Tasawwuf is. And nothing more.

What is Tasawwuf? Love and affection.
It is the cure for hatred and vengeance. And nothing more.

What is Tasawwuf? The heart attaining tranquility–
which is the root of religion. And nothing more.

What is Tasawwuf? Concentrating your mind,
which is the religion of Ahmad (pbuh). And nothing more.

What is Tasawwuf? Contemplation that travels to the Divine throne.
It is a far-seeing gaze. And nothing more.

Tasawwuf is keeping one’s distance from imagination and supposition.
Tasawwuf is found in certainty. And nothing more.

Surrendering one’s soul to the care of the inviolability of religion;
this is Tasawwuf. And nothing more.

Tasawwuf is the path of faith and affirmation of unity;
this is the incorruptible religion. And nothing more.

Tasawwuf is the smooth and illuminated path.
It is the way to the most exalted paradise. And nothing more.

I have heard that the ecstasy of the wearers of wool
comes from finding the taste of religion. And nothing more.

Tasawwuf is nothing but shari’at.
It is just this clear road. And nothing more.

An Anonymous Persian Poem –
Translated by A. A. Godlas


My Family Up a Shady Tree: Ratatosk

November 25, 2010


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This is the overarching tree whose branches stretch over the heavens and hold all the stars in its grasp, the living cosmos which extends from the furthest heavens down through the thick axis of the world(s), and into the roots of all that has been but now lies unmanifest in the deep soil and waters of dream that infill the xylem of the world.

This is the mead-tree, whose sap is ensouled with the richest strains of sweet, potent wisdom, nourished on the digested experiences of all souls swirling in the wells beneath the earth, rising up in surges through its thick, unseen veins, investing all life with ancestral resonance and substance, and spouting up showers of fresh springs of mead for the Gods in the heavens, whence fall the dews that sprinkle the earths, sweet light honeys that bees feed upon in flowers’ petals, nectar and fluff of pollen. This is the great maple tree of old that ever endures, its syrup rich with the sweetened blood of all ancestors, ever filtered upwards into its mountainous, underground roots whose depth no being has ever plumbed.

This is the great living-loom in whose branches all of life is woven together like tangled Celtic knotwork, the great Web of Wyrd in which all beings intertwine and find their life and spirit strangely reflected and refracted in each other. It is the pantheist, Gods-substance-swirling of all worlds, the meet and moot of ancestral and divine, the animist pageant and passion of skins-swap whereby peels are enfruited with various, diverse souls, and creatures slip on and off hides in a dark, sublime carnival of costumes and hide-and-seek, macabre, and through that composting, vitalistic and awe-inspiring.

This is the Tree of Awe, in whose limbs all that is awful and awe-inspiring transpires, tremendous holiness beyond reckon, transcendant terror and wonder, the organic nature of the universe in all its mystery and unfathom, its horrific marvels and miraculous, subtle transformations. Too mighty to be held in its awesomeness and entirety by one mortal, it is seen only with eyes of the spirit that joins its breath to the winds that blow through all worlds, swirling and merging itself with all spirit. A ghostly, spectral tree seldom seen except to those themselves spirits, it is daubed each day in a rich, purified clay, essence of holy earth, whose clear substance bleaches its trunk, and taken up, renders its body will o’ wisp glassy, a pulsing, crystalline, elvish wonder.

Think some thoughts. Smallest leaves bud on twig of twigs smaller than small on humble branch branched out from branches twisting and turning inwards into one single bough of bough-of-boughs tree. All eyes, ways of seeing, thoughts held in its twisted, gnarled branches, and in order to see more of it, more eyes are needed, new ways of thinking that open up the spiralling worlds of gasped ungraspableness. Broader than broad, it holds more than you can ever know, and not even the Gods know how deep its roots run. The world’s mystery is unplumbed.

The Tree of Life, Gustav Klimt

Think broader, more modern : all galaxies telescope-captured, nebulae, quasars, deep-sea expanses of thickest night and space ; all particles upstreaming from quantum dance of energy-foam dashed wave on wave upon each other in the nanospheric micropuscle ; world upon worlds, planet upon planets, stars, asteroids, moons and comets, life and all lifes, terrestrial, extraterrestrial, xenobiologies, metamorphosant symphonies, Stravinskian rhythms of strange, unknown DNA’s, all existential realms plausible and happening — all, all held within this tree whose name parses the edge of infinity.

As Richard Pasichnyk, author of The Vital Vastness, says, ” the Universe itself is fundamentally biological. In fact, so much is this the case that life constitutes a physical law; it had to arise, it was an inevitable result of the laws of physics as they exist. … What is often overlooked is that the objects in the Universe, as well as the Universe as a whole, have life-like characteristics…”. He says, further, “The seeds of life are everywhere, and the laws for its existence are built into the Universe. A recent, new statistical analysis based on how quickly life became established on Earth suggests that life will start on at least a third of Earth-like planets within a billion years of them developing suitable conditions. Moreover, recent discoveries that planets are common around Sun-like stars means there’s probably no shortage of prospective homes, either.”

You lookin' at me?

Richard at his website,, describes how all of this is not metaphor, but actual living, scientific reality. The matrix of existence and life-processes that our ancestors called Yggdrasil, the World-Tree, is the fundamental reality of the universe, the underpinning and structure of all activity, the skeletal, vascular, and constantly growing flesh of flesh of all we see and hear, and more.

Called Yggdrasil, from ygg, often translated “terror” but more properly etymologically-rendered as “awe”, and drasil, from drösla, to “roam about”, and thus, poetically, may refer to the meandering of a cow through a meadow, or the movement of a horse, and therefore may stand in for a horse itself. It might be rendered, “Awe-Wandering”, “Awe Roamed About”, as well as “Ygg’s Horse”, with “Ygg” (Awe-Inspiring) being one of Odin’s bynames, and his eight-legged horse a poetic stand-in for the eight winds in whose drafts the branches of the windy tree blows. Whereever one might “roam about” in “awe”, there is Yggdrasil manifest.

The Vedic Hindus, Indo-European cousins to the Teutons, called the World-Tree the “Asvattha”, and in the 13th century, the great saint and yogi Jnaneshwar, wrote the Jnaneshwari, a profound and insightful commentary on the Bhagavad-Gita, in which he expanded greatly upon the Asvattha, drawing upon the great roots of the Vedic tradition and expanding them further in an expounding upon the great world-tree which is worth quoting from in extensive excerpts, because this commentary gives the context of Yggdrasil in rich and “thick description” as Clifford Geertz says, and will amplify our appreciation of what Yggdrasil encompasses.

“…[T]he Asvattha tree, they say, is indestructible”, its leaves the Vedic hymns, and he who knows this tree knows everything there is to know in all the Vedas. It is called the “great tree of mundane existence” which “no one can fathom”. This “extraordinary tree” “is not an ordinary tree” but “is evergreen”, and cannot be “destroyed” by being “burnt or cut with an axe”.

“Whatever things exist in this world are pervaded by this tree. Just as the entire sky is pervaded by water at the time of deluge, or the night is flooded with darkness at sunset, so this entire universe is pervaded by this tree.” “It looks as though the sky has put forth foliage or the wind has taken the form of this tree or the three states of creation, sustenance and dissolution have become incarnate in the form of this tree. In this way this top-rooted tree has grown thick in the form of the universe.” Unfathomable, “Its form as such is not known here, nor its end nor its source nor its foundation.” “One cannot say that it is, or that it is not. Though not susceptible to reason. It is said to be without beginning. It is the chest full of diverse powers. It is the support of the world as the sky is the support of the clouds and it is the folded cloth in the form of universe. It is the seed of the world tree, the source of mundane existence…”

It grows out of roots which are “pure Brahman”, and indeed, the entire tree is extensive with and the outgrowth of Brahman itself.”Monists believe that … all forms of reality — gods and goddesses, plants and animals, the material universe, and humans — share a common essence. Hindus call this essence Brahman… Infinite and eternal, Brahman is the ground of existence and the source of the universe. It is discoverable only through the most profound contemplation, and its true nature is not revealed on the surface of things… “Brahman” is from the verb brh, Sanskrit for “grow, swell, enlarge, sprout”.

Jnaneshwar continues : “…[T]he Brahman itself becomes the tree in the form of mundane existence…” “Just a person, though single, becomes his retinue in the dream, so this entire universe is the growth arid expanse of the Supreme Self. In this way, this curious tree grows and produces shoots…”

Ever-changing and in-growth, it is the field of all activity and manifestation. “This tree does not remain the same even until the morrow. Just as the hues of the cloud change every moment or the lightning does not last in its entirety even for a short while, or the water on a quivering lotus leaf or the mind of man in distress does not remain steady, so is the condition of this world-tree which perishes every moment. In popular parlance the people call this the holy fig tree …

Hollowed fig tree in Daintree Rainforest, Queensland

In short, this tree is called Ashvattha, as it is transient. But this tree is also known as indestructible, i.e. everlasting, its implied meaning is this. The sea evaporates to form the clouds and is replenished by the rivers flooded by the showers of rain and so remains full so long as the above process continues. In the same way, the modifications in the tree take place so rapidly that people hardly perceive them. It is for this reason the people call it indestructible. Just as a munificent person gathers merit by giving his money in charity, so this world tree, undergoing decay every moment, still remains everlasting. Just as when the chariot moves very fast, its wheels seem to have no movement, so no sooner a branch of the world tree in the form of creatures withers up in course of time than it is replaced by numerous fresh sprouts.

 But no one knows when the branch drops down and when the numerous branches shoot up; in the same way as one does not know which clouds in the month of July come in the sky and which disappear. The branches of the world-tree fall off at the time of world dissolution but they grow in abundance like a thick forest at the time of creation.

The barks of the tree get peeled off by the stormy winds at the time of world- dissolution, but they appear in tufts at the beginning of an epoch. … Just as the current year ends and ushers in a new year, and one does not know when a day passes away, giving place to a new one, or one does not perceive the joints of breezes when they flow continuously, so one does not know how many branches grow on this tree and fall off.

No sooner than a young shoot in the form of a body falls off than hundreds of such shoots grow on this tree. As a result, the world tree appears to be everlasting. As the water of the river current flows away very fast, it is followed by another so that the river appears to have a continuous flow, so this universe, though impermanent, appears to be permanent.

 Numerous ripples appear and disappear in the sea in a twinkling of the eye, and so they appear to be permanent. … In the same way, the decomposition and growth of this world-tree takes place so fast simultaneously that the ordinary people do not perceive it and call it everlasting.”

The World Tree and terra Australis

Jnaneshwar similarly describes the abodes of all the gods and seers spiralling up in its higher branches, for all activity in the universe takes place within its boughs. “Up and down its branches spread… resulting in actions in the human world”, and in it grow all species of all life. “Then four shoots come out from the bottom of the tree, consisting of the four orders of living beings, born from sweat (Svedaja), from womb (jaraja) from the soil (Udbh jia) and from eggs (Andaja).

From each of these branches spring eighty-four lakhs of species, each giving rise to an unlimited number of twigs in the form of beings. Those straight branches, which give rise to zigzag twigs, represent the different sub-species of beings.” Yet for the world-tree, “life” includes more than what we would call biological ; it is an animistic vision of the universe. “On its top grow similar sprouts, which give rise to branches such as trees, grass, iron, earth and stones and these branches too bear similar fruits.”

The world-tree, in short, was not only the essence of existence, but of all holy awe itself, and it is to preserve this tree that the Gods and all the Einheriar train and fight, for existence, in all its living manifestations, must go on, for even though cattle, kinsmen, and self must die, that the dreams of all beings continue to upsprout in worldings and wyrdings is what gives life meaning.

~ Source: Heathen Ranter


In Norse mythology, Ratatosk (“Sharptooth”) is a squirrel, running up and down with messages in the giant tree Yggdrasil, and spreading gossip. In particular, Ratatosk ferried insults between the eagle at the top of Yggdrasil, and the dragon Nidhogg beneath its roots.

Revisit the Seven Deadly Squirrel Sins, March 2010

Creative writing fun:  The Dig Tree – choose your shovel


Thanksgiving Bee Butt

November 25, 2010

Again and again people come to me with the following soul question: What corresponds to my specific abilities? or How can I bring my abilities to bear in the world? This question is much, much less important than looking around ourselves objectively to see what needs to be done.  When we get involved with what we notice there, we will see that we have many more abilities than we think.

Rudolf Steiner, First Steps in Christian Religious Renewal, p. 31


Bumblebee Butt

Image Credit: The-Maxx’s, Flickr

In his lectures on Bees in 1923, Rudolf Steiner predicted the dire state of the honeybee today. He said that, within fifty to eighty years, we would see the consequences of mechanizing the forces that had previously operated organically in the beehive. Such practices include breeding queen bees artificially.

The fact that over sixty percent of the American honeybee population has died during the past ten years, and that this trend is continuing around the world, should make us aware of the importance of the issues discussed in these lectures. Steiner began this series of lectures on bees in response to a question from an audience of workers at the Goetheanum.

From physical depictions of the daily activities of bees to the most elevated esoteric insights, these lectures describe the unconscious wisdom of the beehive and its connection to our experience of health, culture, and the cosmos.

Bees is essential reading for anyone interested in understanding the true nature of the honeybee, as well as those who wish to heal the contemporary crisis of the beehive. This volume also includes an essay by David Adams From Queen Bee to Social Sculpture: The Artistic Alchemy of Joseph Beuys.

The art and social philosophy of Joseph Beuys (1921–1986) is among the most influential of the twentieth century. He was strongly influenced by Rudolf Steiner’s lectures on bees. The elemental imagery and its relationship to human society played an important role in Beuys’s sculptures, drawings, installations, and performance art. Adams’ essay on Beuys adds a whole new dimension to these lectures, generally considered to be directed more specifically to biodynamic methods and beekeeping.

Gunther Hauk is director of the Pfeiffer Center, a biodynamic research center sponsored by Threefold Educational Foundation and Sunbridge College, Spring Valley, N.Y. He started a training program in biodynamic gardening there in 1996. He has worked with bees since 1975 and has been a beekeeper since 1980. He gives workshops throughout the United States on the plight of the honey-bee.

David Adams holds a PhD in art history education and has taught art history at state universities and art schools for eight years. He has written numerous published articles, essays, and art exhibition booklets. He is currently an adjunct faculty in art history at Sierra College, director of the Center for Architecture & Design Research, and a freelance writer and editor.

~ Source: Skylark Books and Health Products



Pushing Daisies: Biciulyste

November 24, 2010
This passage about bees comes from a book called Lithuania: Past, Culture, Present (Baltos lankos 1999). The English translation is awkward, but it still contains glimmers of interesting information. As the last country in Europe to accept Christianity (not until 1387, and then only reluctantly) and the center of what was once a vast pagan empire, Lithuania has kept alive many pre-Christian folk practices, including this one:

One of the most unusual Lithuanian rural traditions is “biciulyste” – friendship through bees. This is a very complex system with mythological underpinnings; it reveals the family order, the status of the woman as homemaker, relations between men and women, and generally speaking – basic social mores. Beekeeping is primarily a man’s work, and a woman has no right to interfere: taking care of bees is not unlike befriending women. This friendship through bees has become an auxiliary familial structure. A traditional wedding is the ideal model for the eldest son, the future family heir, to find himself a wife; taking care of bees and finding a family with no male heir, but with many daughters, is the duty of the younger, second son. The role of creating relationships falls to the swarm of bees, at the point when it lands and settles “where the girls are.” The people must then share the hives – and it is this manner of friendly relationship which can end in marriages between families.

Bees are considered intelligent and wise, and their queen – the goddess Austeja – is the guardian of families and married women. Bees can recognize good people; their response to people defines the public moral code, which in turn reveals the basic character of the people – the deep-rooted moral values which have survived for at least a thousand years.
 Bees dislike jealous and angry people who don’t get along with their neighbors, and misers who disobey the rules of hospitality and friendliness. Bees either sting such people, or flee. These bee-determined rules give us an insight in the the well-established strength of agrarian communities – which for a long time were the foundation of our European civilization.

For many years, neither bees nor honey were bought or sold; everyone had a right to beekeeping friendships: a peasant could be a bee-friend to a landowner as well as to any other, noble or less than noble, person. Inevitably however, this custom imposes upon the beekeeper the duty to surreder half of this honey to the landowner; this obligation, a gift in kind, later becomes a tax paid to the estate. All the same, beekeeping friendships remain alive to this day.

~ Source: Archives Bee Shamanism, Breaking Open the Head
Explore Medieval Lithuanian Faith and Paganism here.
PS: I haz beez making a home in my little courtyard!