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Bee Symbolism, Bee Meaning, and Messages
If the Bee has shown up in your life, examine your productivity. Are you doing all you can to make your life more fertile? Are you busy enough? Are you making time to savor the honey of life and not becoming a workaholic?
This honey-making insect reminds us to make our lives productive while the sun shines and to enjoy the nectar of efforts. No matter how enormous the dream is, there is the promise of fulfillment if we pursue our goals.
Bee Totem, Spirit Animal
You can accomplish the impossible over and over again. You know how to enjoy the sweetness that life brings you and you understand the proper use of your energy. Your intentions are always focused on a clear path and goal in life. You are also self-sufficient, very focused, a very hard worker, and you work best when they are working with others.
Bee Dream Interpretation
To see them in your dream symbolizes wealth, good luck, harmony, creativity, and bliss. These insects are also symbolic of hard work and industry as represented by the common phrase “busy as a Bee.” Your hard work will pay off in the end with delicious results. Alternatively, the dream represents the things that are happening in your life or something that is buzzing with activity. Is there a lot going on in your life?
In particular, to see the queen of these insects in your dream is a reference to a dominant female in your life. The actions of this insect in your vision are significant.
To dream that you are stung by an insect indicates that you have been wronged. Maybe you have been hurt by some stinging remark.
Hi , after reading a lot of comments on this blog I thought I would write my experiences with a bee
For the lat few months I will be driving and a bee lands on my lower windshield on my drivers side.
This time the bee was looking directly at me I could feel it
I kept driving and the bee hung on for while before flying off
I started to feel a downward spiral of my depression sinking in. As I retired to my bedroom to rest the other day, I was awoken from a bee that had flown in my bedroom window. As my window was open, I paid no mind, even though I was annoyed by the buzzing sound and its insistance to keep waking me up. A day or two later, the day my depression was in full swing and the day I choose to take a shower only to crawl back in bed and pull the covers over my head and forget about the world and my life, I again was awoken by the same bee. I looked up at it and happened to notice it was unmistakenly a queen. Thinking it was confused maybe and couldnt find her way out, I gently used a clean starbucks plastic cup to catch her, check her out a bit, show my daughter what a queen looked like as I am 46 myself and seeing one for the first time, and then I set her free from my back porch. I watched her get her barings straight and fly above my house above the window she entered. I treated the bad case of poison ivy or oak I had on my arms and went back to bed. At 1:00 or 2:00 pm in the middle of the afternoon. On a holiday Monday. Memorial Day when everyone else was having cook outs and enjoying their day off work, or honoring those who passed away in wars and fighting for our country, I only wanted to forget the world and I’d hoped just as badly that everyone would just as soon forget about me too. Two hours later, the queen reentered my window and continued to be busy of some sorts on my bamboo blind and my favotite white cotten blended sheer like curtains. I figured maybe she was banished from her hive since she had no followers and maybe the bamboo blinds made her feel at home somewhat. If she wanted to stay then Ill let her stay as long as the rest of the hive wasnt following her, I saw no harm in it. I apologized for my foul language and poor attitude I outwardly expressed out of dire straits and intense frustration from when I couldnt sleep at all over the past two nights and /or over the poison ivy or oak all over my arms. This was today. I left my room from 6to 9pm to get something to eat and watered all my flowers and herbs I had recently planted. Today I found myself to be so sad that I had nothing for my chics for the first time since they were born this year, but my flowers and herbs still managed to bring me a little joy. My chics knocked on my patio door when they saw me walking around but today I had nothing for them. They had food and water as my daughter fed and watered them. She also cleaned the house for the first time ever on her own as well, but the chics wanted their hugs and kisses from me and my daughter wanted a hug too. I had nothing for any of them today. It happens. What is the meaning of a queen bee coming to see me and especially coming back to me after I set her free? I noticed when I came back to my room at 9pm that she had eaten parts of my curtain and shredded it in several places. I imagine she is still on the widow sill somewhere nestled in my bamboo blind or curtain crevass somewhere. Does she just need a safe place to hide or to rest like me or does she just like the material of my curtains like I do, or is there a deeper meaning to her visit with me?
Dead bees found.
I went from one room to the next. When I returned I found 2 dead bees on my desk. It took me a moment to notice them. So either they had been dead and fell from the blinds or I squished them because their wings were everywhere. One interesting thing is that they were sitting on receipts that I was adding up from Bucharest. The area I was in Romania was very popular with honey. How strange that they would fall now, just when I adding up these receipts. It’s not like I don’t open and close the blinds frequently, I do. Also, the window wasn’t open and, there are two of them. Very strange!