Help future generations of humanity protect honey bees by rewarding them with our generationally loved recipe of "Honey Cookies." Our most youngest cookie monsters seek for the most "gooey" cookie of all!! As if the cookies hold inside a golden ticket from their favorite YouTube:channel.

These cookies are a labor of love to share with others as they take two days beginning with prep, mixture of dough, magic of humble honey, hand scooped, baked eco-friendly, freshly whipped frosting, packaged and now day two has arrived so your local beekeeper may seal the deal with his stamp or label of authenticity.

This Apiarist celebrates his successful feat with his colony of honey bees in the backyard. Together, they share gratitude for each other's gift of time and opportunity to present a moment of or create joy in another beeing.

While gifted 0.01% introverted personality, Jordan is capable of mirroring both realms. Through these generous acts of giving of themselves, he commonly will share silently:

"When saving time with their hive mind, I think; therefore balanced with one 'bee' me."
~Jordna

[President] Humble Bumble Bee Inc. 501(c)(3) 

Hello World,

Your Earth is littered with brand new trash or puzzles that need shrewd engineering dependent upon perceptive elasticity. Humanity is historically capable of reinventing the wheel as the other hand simultaneously builds a better mouse trap.

This puzzle is not a jigsaw because any (+100pieces) box labeled with boundaries or wrapped with a bow, I fail to undo as I've learned it's just best that I don't pursue. I'm better equipped with other skills like coloring outside my own lines and stepping over them again, and again.

My puzzle was small, fuzzy, and at times makes me go buzzy. Only mental anguish and shameful regrets by wondering what woulda or coulda shoulda occurred. While also rehearsing, 'if only I had given it a gladiator go, maybe id be there instead of here.' All of which today, I know is far beyond my control. To project with inept is not another skillful shield.

My selfish motive to not place focus freely or give of myself to something outside of self - kept my 2nd life's journey stagnant. I wanted to try but fear iced my minds eye and my thoughts paralyzed with defeat.

With my prolific interests, I steadfastly maintain an open mind to the organic opportunity and on occasion will wish for myself to experience such harmless joy as the start to my retired adult days. "Imagine, black steaming coffee or sweet peach tea over crushed ice, while drooling over my fresh cookies embraced with zero conversation."

I struggle keeping my goals obtainable, basic, and on par with my honeybees. I want to build them more gardens, more water baths, bigger hives with my own bubble inside to experience a world beyond. Albeit, as a newbie beekeeper, I've learned that I crave constant continuous expansion until I step foot into their realm of ... "no words" ..  for me its transcendence of beyond nirvana.

Switching gears, to explore their complexity first hand, by  a feeling of relating to the dynamics or the why and to the how of their survival. Having the desire of wanting to learn more of how they communicate also restores a memory from childhood. With having the heavy desire of wanting to taste raw living honey in its most purest form as they buzz on, in, or around it. My imagination projected this experience as something not only brand sensory new but exhilarating, "What would happen if I ate a humble bee or the bumble bee bit me?"

Without hesitation nor fear, I trusted them equally like they blindly trusted me. Taking baby bee steps to yet again teach my anxious self something anew, I began taking what I counterintuitively coined baby bee steps toward the hobby of honeybee beekeeping. Research their origins, learned the lingo, dined at local restaurants or gift/craft stores. Just indulged myself with the culture to actively feel part of something bigger than me. Feeling the vibes before selecting my type of hive.

This resolution or rather a jolt of eureka that expands my being beyond measure, that I seek to continuously explore and share. I opt'd to give it my one grand attempt.

Even though this world can be cruel and thoughtless I still don't permit myself to mirror a mirror that's reactively shattered for today. I too carry my own past's reflection, I just adapted to add stripes over or color above what was visible on my sleeves. 

Honey bees in my eyes, aren't tiny beings as I see mighty bumble bees. They are my greatest encryption to discover and feel I'll never need to decipher. The fact of their body is too big for their wings yet they do what only they can do. Just bee you!

With earnestness, my faceless heart's intention of leaving this world a better place and enjoy it with family while I'm still here; compared to when I arrived or how I found it over the blip of time that we are gifted.  ~Jordan