A hornet blesses me – an embodied wake up Call

I was at home the other day planning to go out in the Autumn morning. I picked up my light cotton scarf and ran my hand across its softness as I placed it around my shoulders, when suddenly I was stung. A large hornet flew out of the scarf to the floor as my hand seared with pain. I instinctively stretched my fingers out to lessen the pain. I dropped my scarf over the hornet, closed my bedroom door to contain the creature and ran to get a cream to relief the pain.

Climbing back up two flights of stairs slathering cream, I grabbed a jar to catch the hornet. It was a very difficult manoeuvre. My cat had now woken up and had chased the hornet to the window, the window wouldn’t open, the curtain then started falling down, I was only using my left hand, I fumbled and eventually laid the jar over the hornet. I got back down two flights of stairs to the ground level front door, where I unlocked and opened the door with one hand while trying not to drop the hornet and released it outside.

Lying down shortly afterwards I was surprised to find myself in floods of deep tears. Not only was I in unexpected pain, I also felt scared, and I felt very sad and alone. No one had been here to help me. My mind replayed the events and how I had wished someone could have assisted me to catch the hornet and apply the cream.

I lay there and as I listened deeply to my tears, I connected to that sadness and felt my teenage distress of being alone. I had been a traumatised teenager. I was very confused, I had no friends, I didn’t trust my family members and had a role model of a mother with a controlling martyr complex. I remembered crying at night, alone in my bed fantasying about being forever lonely and the nobody that would come to my funeral. Now I was connecting deeply to this very alone fearful part.

The night before I had been listening to Veda Austin speak about how water responds to our thinking, and I had pondered the consciousness of water. As I breathed slowly with the pain I thought if water can observe me, then consciousness was in the water vapour of the air all around me, and also was in my tears, the particles below me on my bed and in my clothes, and in my body.

As I reflected on the consciousness all around me, I no longer felt alone. It was an awakening that has stayed with me. I felt a new understanding about unity consciousness. I had previously conceived that ‘we are all one’ meant that all was one with some unknowable creator, some higher consciousness that existed through me. But the hornet sting awareness was a sharp wake up to a profound truth that even the air is conscious. That I am swimming in connection with Everything, not just a creator. The pain started to ease, my teenage part felt soothed and happy.

I am so grateful for this visiting hornet. Hornets unlike bees are solidary, living alone and are also viewed as dangerous. That had also been the concept of my future by my teenage part. Looking into the spirit of hornet she is a bringer of breakthroughs, articulation, and fertility. When hornet is asked her opinion the truth she may offer will sting. I am appreciative for my deeper relationship with myself and the utter peace throughout my body as I felt the truth of not being alone, ever again. It has brought me immense relief and healing for my teenage part.