Tag: Initiation Mysteries

Bee Lore, Initiation, Lineage and Priestess

Just the other night, in my dream, I was in a multilinear experience, where I was undergoing an initiation into a community of bee mystics. The hive mind had deep pockets of wisdom like sweet honey in the hive. I encountered several that were portals of entry to experience the deeper reality of each. Pathways of wisdom available to becoming part of a community of mystic travelers, dreamers, keepers, and creators.

Hive Mind 5/23/26

I was part of a group of Bee Followers, Men and Women who were part of a magical community, who were steeped in bringing back Bee Mysticism. I was taken through an initiation ceremony with four phases, Lore, Initiation, Lineage, and Priestess. In each phase, I was shown different teachings and given hidden information as the initiation progressed. Hidden within the initiation were lines of knowledge one could follow to learn more.

Bee Lore

In following this bee-line in my dream, I found myself with my partner visiting a mountain village where we found beautiful turquoise waters flowing into pools of pure natural springs near the mountains. Only a few people were there, so we were able to get into the waters. When entering the pool of ever flowing spring waters, one emerged cleansed, and renewed with inner pools of deep wisdom.

“The bee’s life is like a magic well, the more you draw from it, the more it fills with water.” – Karl Von Frisch

Pamukkale Hierapolis Turkey

Bee Initiation

In following another bee-line in my dream, there was a bee Priestess who was sick and dying.

She received a message someone was trying to infiltrate the hive, her body shaking from the news. Precautions and protections have been made to keep the hive safe. The hive must be kept secret from outsiders who would misuse the wisdom passed down through initiations for thousands of years. The power of the hive must be kept safe. I am told as a new initiate, I will be a guardian of bee wisdom. I have passed all the tests and the wisdom is held within me now, as embodied wisdom. I am not alone in guarding this wisdom, and I must protect the hive mind.

Bee Lineage

I am teaching a group about some of the lineage wisdom, and begin talking about Vision and Dreaming, Pure Vision and Dreaming True. As I am sharing with the group about how this works, I see reflected in the eyes of a man, the vision he is having and the energy surrounding it. I see the vision is a bright galaxy that looks like an eye. The energy is immense. No one else is aware this is happening, except me and the man who is having the vision but not saying anything. I share with the group what I am noticing of the galaxy vision reflected in the eye of the man in our group. We are all part of the same vision now.

Helix Nebula

Bee Priestess

Another honeypot of wisdom became a portal of entry in the dream, where I saw myself embodied as a bee priestess. I am wearing white and wear many strands of different shapes and sizes and shades of blue beaded necklaces. I am strong, healthy and courageous in leading a law suit against a company that is poisoning the environment with chemicals that are destroying the bees. I win the legal case in protecting the environment, and when I step forward to receive the settlement, I look down and see that my legs, and feet have become bee legs and feet. Bee legs can sense the environment like antennae, able to smell, spread pollen, hang onto a flower petal when the wind blows, and dance.

Flying Minoan Bee Goddess with bee feet and arms,
with her protector guardian, a flying Griffin. Crete 1700-1450 BCE

Jung and the Mysteries of Wordless Transmission

Niān huá wéi xiào – pick up flower, subtle smile

Vernal Equinox March 20, 2020 

As I lay in bed, immersed in some dream I can’t recall, my cat stirred me from my dream, while shaking his head intensely, ringing the bell on his collar. The sound and shaking effect, shuffled my dreams like a deck of cards. Each card flipping by was a thin reality of other dreams. I landed in a dream in black and white, where an old man wearing speckles held out a colorful bright pink origami lotus flower in his palm, while looking at me directly and smiling. – Dream ending.

A  lot of energy was held in that small bright pink lotus. I paused to feel the heightened crisp energy in the dream space between black and white, past and present, and the colorful seed of awakening I was being offered.

It was held in the hand of Carl Jung. I felt he was offering a symbol from the collective unconsciousness about spiritual unfoldment, synchronicity, dreams, and multidimensional reality. I woke up immediately to record my dream in a dream journaling app on my phone. But instead of writing my dream down immediately, as I would normally, I found myself scrolling through previous dream reports.

I landed on a previous dream I had recorded about Carl Jung and Synchronicity. There’s that dream shuffle again. I was amazed when I found it, because it was as if I was looking for it unconsciously. I could feel the energy of the lotus from my dream, now surrounding me in my physical space, in the form of synchronicity.  I knew I was being sent an important message.

Dream Lecture and Synchronicity News – March 8, 2020

I pull out a newspaper from the trash can, and it has a long article about synchronicity on the front page. The headline is in large bold letters, but very long sentences. I take the paper over to a group of women meeting in a building of a co-working space. I have a book on dreams by Carl Jung in one hand, and a newspaper article on synchronicity in the other. I join their meeting and begin talking about the topic of dreams and synchronicity. I do so by example of finding this newspaper article on synchronicity in the bathroom trash, right before coming to give this lecture on dreams. – Dream ending.

In the potent energy held in the Archetype, Jung reaches across time and space to send me messages in dreams and synchronicity. This is a fascinating study in consciousness. The Pink Lotus itself is an archetype associated with the Buddha and nirvana. In some Buddhist traditions paper lotus flowers are created and burned as ancestral offerings or for those who have crossed over, or as a kind of spiritual currency, offering appreciation for blessings, and invoking good fortune of prosperity and health (Shih-Mou).

Zen Buddhism is rooted in the wordless transmission of the Flower Sermon, where the Buddha holds up a Lotus Flower with a smile, and is received by a smile from Mahakashyapa, who then becomes his entrusted successor (Dumoulin, pg. 9).

Jung writes, “One day the Buddha silently held up a flower before the assembled throng of his disciples. This was the famous “Flower Sermon.” Formally speaking, much the same thing happened in Eleusis when a mown ear of grain was silently shown. Even if our interpretation of this symbol is erroneous, the fact remains that a mown ear was shown in the course of the mysteries and that this kind of “wordless sermon” was the sole form of instruction in Eleusis which we may assume with certainty” (Jung, Kereny, pg. 179).

Now this connection comes with the arrival of my dream on the Vernal Equinox, a time when the Elysian Lesser Mysteries took place, in preparation for the Greater Mysteries in the Fall, as referenced by Jung in the image of harvested grain. As the fates would have it, I did take part in journeying into the Lesser Elysian Mysteries, weeks after having this dream, when I participated in an online class series by Robert Moss on Shamanic Dreaming with the Goddess.

In my journey, it is revealed that as Demeter the Mother, I enter the underworld in search for Kore. I present her with a white flower.

Dreams are a path of direct experience, and wordless transmission, through the potency of archetypal energies. Synchronicity is the transmission of messages from the world behind the world, which may include written words, or words of speech overhead, or a song that comes on the radio, or a dream image showing up in waking life, accompanied by a larger energy of recognition that may feel other worldly. The mysteries of the collective unconscious are a place we frequent in dreams. In my dream, Carl Jung presented this to me as a pink paper lotus and a smile.

Written by Valley Reed©2020

Sources

  1.  Dumoulin, Heinrich (2005). Zen Buddhism: a history. p. 9. 
  2.  Jung, C. G. & Kerényi, C. (2005). Essays on a Science of Mythology: The Myth of the Divine Child and the Mysteries of Eleusis. Routledge; 2 edition.  Routledge, p. 179.
  3. Shih-Mou Kou, Shu-Chi Chao, Chi-Hsiung Tseng, “The Construct and the Symbolic Meanings of Paper Lotus in Taiwan” Department of Visual Communication Design National Yunlin University of Science & Technology.

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