Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories - Jupiter and the Bee (Premium)
Episode Date: November 12, 2020This is a preview episode. Get the full episode, and many more, ad free, on our supporter's feed: https://getsleepy.com/support. Jupiter and the BeeTonight, Abbe tells our sleep-inducing rendition of ...the myth, Jupiter and the Bee. 😴 Sound design: bees buzzing, breeze. About Get Sleepy Premium: Help support the podcast, and get: Monday and Wednesday night episodes (with zero ads) The exclusive Thursday night bonus episode Access to the entire back catalog (also ad-free) Premium sleep meditations, extra-long episodes and more! We'll love you forever. ❤️ Get a 7 day free trial, and join the Get Sleepy community here https://getsleepy.com/support. And thank you so, so much. Tom, and the team. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
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There was once a beehive on the hills of Mount Hermetus in ancient Greece.
Nestled in pine-covered mountains, not far from Athens, the bees produced some of the finest
honey in the empire.
Their hive was mounted in the branches of a cypress tree near the peak of the mountain.
On a clear day, the bees could see past the rolling hills and the temple of Zeus, all
the way to the white marble pathonon in Athens.
The Queen Bee was very proud of the honey they made.
Her worker bees were known for finding and collecting the best nectar on the mountain.
These workers loved their jobs, for there was nothing more delightful than going out for
a long harvesting session on a fresh spring day.
On one such day, the Queen bee woke early. She flew out in the
dawn light, watching its rosy fingers illuminate the flowers on the mountain.
The centre fresh nectar lingered in the air, resting in the mist of the morning fog.
Perhaps today was a good day to sample some of the sweet nectar, a workers collected so
diligently.
There was nothing like nectar straight from the flower.
Her hive especially liked making honey from time flowers.
So, after flying around enjoying the cool morning breeze, brushing through her microscopic
hairs, she began to look for the purple buds of the time plant.
buds of the time plant. The beautiful petals blossomed on top of green stems and let off a sweet scent as the queen bee drew near. As she landed on the delicate flower, she took
a moment to look around. The world was starting to come to light. Villagers were walking
grogally out of their homes, stretching their hands above their heads, ready for their daily harvest.
Birds twittered above, flapping their wings in the morning light.
A little fox walked by the flower where the bee was sitting and peered at her curiously
before trotting away. The queen loved mornings.
With one final look around, she sank her tongue into the flower, tasting its sweet and fruity nectar.
She tasted some of it and then took flight.
As she buzzed through the air, she took the time to hover over daisies in Kallemar flowers, enjoying the
different smells they gave off.
Some were sweet, and others slightly bitter.
And then she came to rest on her next perch.
Sitting in the centre of the flower, she could hear a river trickling nearby.
She delighted in the sound of its water, splashing over small rocks.
Again, she sampled the nectar, thinking of how the whole hive worked together to turn these little bits of liquid into the best honey
across the land.
Taking a flight again, the Queen bee flew over a small sanctuary to Zeus, where some of
the villagers left offerings to the gods.
The white column shone in the bright sun, reflecting onto the plants and trees around them.
The queen watched the people going in and out of the temple, dreaming of the immortal realm.
The nice thing about being a bee was that if she wanted to present a gift to the gods
she could simply fly to Mount Olympus and hand it to them.
She thought about this as she rested on the flower, enjoying the morning sunshine. you