Bees & yenta

Last night I was telling my husband about how I’ve been noticing the ways in which bee medicine is alive in me here on substack. I used to do this more in my physical life, but it is now evident in my online life: people whom I have in some little way, like those bees rustling around in flowers, sipping and spreading the goodness, assisted to connect. My husband said, “What is that word for matchmaker?”

I replied, “YENTA.”

Although I have never been a zionist, I have always loved Fiddler on the Roof. And in my younger days I was always trying matchmake people romantically. I have a friend from high school, I’ve long been out of touch with, who as far as I know is still married to the guy she met at my first wedding. They have two kids. My children all wore adorable miniature kilts to their wedding. This is the friend who came with me to my divorce, who happened to have the number of my lawyer, which was handy because, for the first time in his legal career, his alarm failed him and he nearly missed my divorce and, of more concern to him, I think, found himself nearly having to apologize to the judge, as he told me after, he was nearly in contempt of the court, however inadvertently. I’d met him when I was 16 - my lawyer that is - at Brandeis, on a triple date with the same friend who found her husband through my first husband’s groomsmen. The guy I went on a date with was, I think from Honduras. His name was Jamie. I have known a lot of people with that name, of both genders, throughout my life. It is a bit odd. I had two best friends before the age of 8, both of whom were boys. One was Loui. I’ve never known anyone else with that name. The other was Jamie. I had a female friend named Jamie in high school. She was the youth pastor’s daughter. She and another friend, Cathy, made a quilt for me before I went to college. This morning the woman my husband got coffee from liked the sweatshirt I designed for him - it says “Wellbeing for all.” Her name is Jamie. Another woman named Jamie lives a few doors down in the rental that was previously owned by the Iranian family my son and I sung our song to before they moved to Florida. And on this platform, there are at least three James/Jamies whose work is definitely worth checking out:

James Freitas

Jamie Millard

James Don BlueWolf

And then there is Jamie Dimon. Someone you may wish to know about to avoid having them. He is connected to the same interwoven social and business and mob overlaps as Epstein. He was subpoenaed regarding a case in the Virgin Islands related to both JP Morgan and Virgin Islands knowing what was going and looking the other way.

“Dimon, after graduating from Tufts, attended Harvard Business School and worked over the summer, not at Shearson but at Goldman Sachs

CCC – Commercial Credit Corporation - “tied to illicit tech transfers to the USSR and the “private CIA” would, within a decade or so, grow into a Wall Street titan.”

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So back to my matchmaking tendencies. I told my husband in my younger days that I tended to be a YENTA for romantic couples to connect and find each other, but that now I’ve moved on to being Spirit’s Yenta for more etheric connections that can also manifest as earthly realities. Then it occurred to me that if I said, “I’m done with matchmaking people for romance” it might actually mean someone is about to meet each other. So if any of ‘y’all find each other and end up loving each o there in some way, I won’t be totally shocked. I just don’t care anymore whether it’s romantic in the usual sense or the larger romance of life itself. Both forms are great, but the kind you can have with another person is, in my experience only possible when your first romance is with life, with your own higher self and oversoul in communion with whatever name you give to that which Loves Unconditionally and is being the created - The immaculate Birther who births the romance called life.

P.S. Bees keep trying to come in my house today, but also those asian beetles. Actually both have succeeded, but whereas the bees, even the yellow jackets sooner or later politely go out, the beetles are attempting an all out infestation. There is, however a spider web in the area they are amassing. Previously I had a spider problem - big ones, ones that bit. I am still itchy from a bite from a huge one from months ago that is now relocated. The spider problem has settled down and I haven’t seen any big ones in a while. I hope there enough left to take care of the asian beetles who seem to be able to fly as well as appear harmless to most people initially. I hope both will find their place in nature beyond being intrusive.

P.S. My husband took this video