The Healing Buzz
A Curious Experience
After a long day working commercial bees, or as Melanie at the Zia Queen Bee Company says in her blog, “working the bees over”, I was exhausted, overheated and worked over by the bees as well. Returning to the green, wet, shady, and quiet environment of my backyard was a tremendous relief. I’d find my favorite lounge chair. Rehydrate myself. And just chill out. Not too unusual huh?
But here’s the unusual part. I had a beehive on my patio. And invariably, I’d put the lounge chair next to the hive. I didn’t spend much, if any time looking at the bees. But I’d lower the lounge chair to one side of the hive. And put my head about two feet from the entrance. Thousands of bees would come and go, oblivious to me. I’d quickly relax and fall asleep there.
One would think that’s the last place an overheated, worked over beekeeper would repose. I tried other places. Under the apple tree. Behind the lilacs. Next to the garden. All of them were great spots to chill out. But there was just something especially peaceful and relaxing about being next to the bee hive. Crazy huh?
Valerie contacted me regarding the unusual bee sounds I’ve observed from time to time. And we talked about the Apidictor, a sound amplifying and filtering diagnostic device once used by some beekeepers.
Valerie is a therapist who uses sound. And it was quite natural that she combined her knowledge of therapeutic sound and her love of honeybees.
She put that knowledge to work and continues to work with people, bees and sound.You can read about it at her Bees Healing Bees and Beings Website.
Before talking with Valerie, I’d never given the positive healthful effects of sound much thought. But a little pondering reveals how much I enjoy my music and the sounds of nature. How sound could change my mood. Lift my spirits. Prepare me for a good nights sleep. Quiet my soul.
Maybe, in the core of our being, we intuitively know the difference between an angry buzz and the contented hum of an insect. We intuitively know the difference between a growl, a snarl, a squawk and a yip, a purr, a chirp. One kind of sound communicates a disturbance. The other communicates contentment. Maybe our ancestors developed a keen sense of when it was time to rest peacefully under a shade tree. And when it was time to beat feet out of there.
Could sound be the reason my patio hive made reposing next to it so relaxing? Throughout the day, I’d experienced another kind of bee sound. Maybe the contented sound of that patio hive said to my soul, “all is well”. And that’s just what I needed to hear after a buzzy beekeeping day.
Don’t have a patio hive? Want to give it a test? Valerie has a CD with hive sounds.
What do you think?