I attended a funeral yesterday. With great sorrow we said good-bye to the brightest bee that I have had the pleasure to meet. A bee who gave me the courage to be more like her. A bee that, even through the hardships of life, remained a brilliant bee right until the end.
A bee? You're saying WTH is she talking about, right? The father who performed the funeral service yesterday told us a story. This story has been passed down the lines, but it originates from Father Paisios, an Eastern Orthodox Monk, who’s teachings are known far and wide.
So the story goes, one day a man approaches Father Paisios and begins to complain about the church, the clergymen, priests, and so forth. Father Paisios listens intently and finally says “Do you want to be a bee, or a fly?”
He went on to tell a story along the lines of: There was a grand garden and within that garden there lived a bee and a fly. The fly flew around all dayand was instinctually drawn to the dirt of the garden. All day long he flew around in the manure, rotting plant matter and the lower, dirty plains of the garden. He spent his days in filth, lived in the filth and was overall drawn to the filth of the garden.
One day he meets a bee and they start chatting. He begins to complain about the garden and it’s conditions. “This place is a horrible place to live! It’s dirty, it smells, it’s full of rotting things…” The bee looks at the fly with a confused look on his face and says “I don’t understand! This garden is the most wonderful place to live! It’s full of beautiful, bright flowers which are filled with the most succulent nectar! They are wonderful to
look at and this garden is the best home that I have ever known!”
I think there are two really significant lessons to learn here, both of which I teach in my Anger Management classes:
First: If you hang around the dirt and grime of the world, you will only see the dirt and grime. If you want to see the beautiful flowers then
you have to look up and start hanging out with the bees! By hanging out with the bees then you will strive to become better, bees won’t pull you down into the dirt!
Second: Be a bee! When you are in your garden of life, look for the beautiful flowers and taste the succulent nectar! Take each day as a new opportunity to learn and see the beauty of life. Now, if you are innately a fly
then you will need to practise this. Just remember Rome wasn’t built in a day! You will get there, just strive to be a bee and you will be a bee!
As for the wonderful bee whom has recently passed, it was a great loss to her family, friends, and the community as a whole! I wish that I could have spent more time with her to learn more from her. She was someone who had suffered through some of this world’s greatest atrocities and yet, on her death
bed had only loving and positive things to say about life and the world. She was a master of courage, empathy, communication, positive thinking and forward thought! Someday I hope to be a half of the bee that she was!
Rest in peace Baba!
I am the founder of The Anger Managers, a clinic that provides court-approved psycho-educational courses and workshops to individuals and corporations