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Lions Roar : November 2011
A BUMBLEBEE LIFTS FROM A HOLE in the ground. It rises in an unsteady fashion, as if tethered by an invisible wire. The wings move so fast the motion cannot be seen but is only heard as a humming buzz. The creature makes an adjustment and wobble-flies past my shoulder. I lean back as it gathers direction and speed. Four-y.ear- old Josephine screams, runs up the porch steps and then into the house. She slams the back door so hard the house quiv- ers. Nine-year-old Spencer hides behind me and grips my arm with such intensity the circulation is cut to my hand. “Sweetie, my arm,” I say. “Sorry, Mom,” Spencer says, easing up his grip. Another bee lifts out of the hole, the same routine all A divorce and a bee infestation—these are things that can sting. JENNIFER LAUCK on learning to embrace what is, just as it is. PHOTOILLUSTRATIONBYJESSICAVONHANDORF(SOURCEPHOTO(FLOWER)BYNINAMATTHEWS) Let It Bee 69 SHAMBHALA SUN NOVEMBER 2011