Selections from the Honey Sutras

by Ingrid Goff-Maidoff

There's honey inside you,
the honey of the divine.
It's in everyone and everything.
One taste of that sweetness
changes your life forever.

From The Introduction To
The Honey Sutras,
Soul Wisdom from the Birds and the Bees

When I add a spoon of honey to my tea, I give thanks to a dozen bees for the work of their whole lives. When my finger sweeps the final drop of sweetness from the jar, I know we've enjoyed the nectar from over a million flowers. This is what honey is: the souls of flowers, a food to please the gods. Honeyeaters know that to have a joyful heart one must live life like the bees, sipping the sweet nectar from each moment as it blooms. And Life, like the world of honey, has its enchantments and its stings. ...

Selections from the Honey Sutras

You are like a flower,
perfuming the air with your fragrance.
You are a bird
singing the song in your heart.
You are the honeybee,
making honey with your life.

Possessing ultra-violet vision,
honeybees see through flowers
to detect their hidden nectar.
When we develop similar vision,
we see the nectar inside others.

You have a heart that flows with honey,
a soul the essence of nectar,
and the pollen of good ideas
to help bring peace to this world.

You are the wind, the ocean, the moonlit lake…
You are the sun, the blue iris, the bee.
You are the rain and the green fields.
You are the sparrow and the sparrow's song.
You are the apple tree and its blossoms.
You are the nest in the branch of the tree.
You are the speckled egg in the nest,
and the gentle body keeping it warm.
You are the honey in the honeycomb,
the hive and the working bee.
You are the flower, the pollen, the nectar.
You are the golden candle and its flame.
You hold every joy, every sadness,
all that has been and will be…

Sitting in stillness,
you are like a plum tree growing
on the banks of a deep river.
Reach your roots through the earth
into the water to drink…
.…The river is sacred spirit.
When you stay connected
you do not feel thirst,
your blossoms grow fragrant
and you produce sweet fruit.

Love's kiss tastes of honey
drenching us with its sweetness.
The heart opens, unfolding,
a million petalled flower.

Before you can love another wholly,
you yourself must become whole.
The path to wholeness
sees the Holy in all things.

All long to be seen
through the tender eyes of love.
All long to be touched
by the tender hands of love.
All long to be heard
with the tender ears of love.
The eyes and hands and ears of love
know the body is a temple,
the mind a sanctuary of wisdom,
and the soul a sacred realm
from which each of us has emerged.

E very moment with each other
is a moment to be kind.
Every gesture, every word,
is a messenger of love.
Every day you spend together,
be mindful of its blessings.
Turn your heart to the sacred,
the sacred is always there.

As the bee sips nectar
without harming the flower,
walk lightly in this world,
taking no more than you need.

Fill your cup of gratitude
all the way to the brim.
When your cup overflows,
the spirit lifts,
and love emanates a peaceful joy
throughout your whole being.

May your soul absorb the fragrance of love.
May your heart sing out its many songs.
May your body dance, uplifted by its wings.
May your mind always know
expanding peaceful joy,
and through everything you do, my love,
make honey with your life.

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