The Honey Wars Crisis
Today, there is still war, and more war is coming. My father was in three wars. I can’t count the wars in my lifetime because most of them were “other people’s problems.”
War seems to have seeped into everything.
Doesn’t this seem to be so? We have the war on drugs, poverty, war this, and war that. Many people are battling cancer and fighting for equal rights – so much of life seems to be wrapped in the language of war.
I came across this today, and it got me thinking…
There was a secret Work school that existed in Afghanistan for thousands of years called “Sarmoun Darq,” which means “The Beehive” or the “Collectors of Honey.” The purpose of this beehive was to collect human knowledge during the times when knowledge was dissipating and store it for future times when it could be used again. Most often undertaken in times of difficulty on earth, times of turmoil or war, this activity is so profound that most people cannot even conceive of what is involved and what significance it has. – Diamond Heart Book One: Elements of the Real in Man, ch. 17
Gathering inner honey
Are you gathering honey in the sense of the quote above?
The nectars are the different aspects of knowledge about Essence, and the honey is the distilled pure knowledge of Essence. The image of the bees and the honey and the hive and the nectar is the closest description of the actual reality of the school. It is the closest description of the actual reality because knowledge of Essence is material that can be collected, concentrated, and distilled. This becomes obvious when we understand that Essence actually exists just as honey exists, just as nectars exist. The real knowledge about Essence is Essence itself. Essence is itself the knowledge.
It is much easier for many bees to make honey than for just one bee to attempt it. One bee by itself won’t make honey. It will die very quickly. You never see a bee with its own hive making honey. – A. H. Almaas, Diamond Heart Book One: Elements of the Real in Man, ch. 17
The barrier to gathering inner honey is the same issue creating all the wars.
Most of the time you take yourself to be your body. This is a big mistake, thinking that this one body, this separate body, is my body; that’s where the trouble starts. The biggest barrier to knowing who you are is taking your physical, separate body to be who you are. You think you end at your skin; what is inside your skin is yours, what is outside is not yours. If you just follow this logic, you end up in short order with all the wars and trouble in the whole world. – A. H. Almaas, Diamond Heart Book Four: Indestructible Innocence, ch. 10
Pay attention to how often you use the language of separation, the language of conflict, and the language of war in simple day-to-day conversations.
Gathering external honey
Reports of bee colony collapse have been on the rise in recent years. The possibility of bee extinction has been raised with the devastating results of mass extinction of other species that would follow.
We can’t gather inner honey if we destroy the life that supports our lives.
When you gather with your hive, what dominates the conversation: the raging wars of “us versus them,” and you fighting “what is” or the buzz of gathering honey?
The knowledge of the mind is not the most real knowledge. The most real knowledge is the substance, the honey that the Sarmoun Darq collect. The content of the mind is information. Information can be about real knowledge, but it is not knowledge yet. Information contains memories, theories, descriptions, images, but real knowledge is taste. What you taste, you know. If you do not taste, you do not know. But that doesn’t mean that if you tasted it before, you know it now. Yet if you can remember that you knew, and remember exactly what you knew, if you can remember it totally, Essence will no longer be a memory; it will be there now. So memory can help us get back to real knowledge. Memory can reach toward it and come very close. Then we must leap, and the essential knowledge will be there. – Diamond Heart Book Four: Indestructible Innocence