Source of Life, bless the honeybees for alchemizing apple blossoms into fruit. Bless the farmers, the hive-tenders, and the elements, so the lands overflow with abundant honeycomb.
Bless their honey, pollen, and nectar to feed worlds, salve wounds, and coat throats. Our Sages teach that honey sharpens the mind and restores vision – may the gifts of the honeybee inspire us as harbingers of prophetic insight, spooning honey generously to soothe the anguish we carry, and we cause.
Bless the bees – too often feared, overworked, and undermined. May we revere these pollinators as bridge-builders—for we are all interwoven. Bless us to cross-pollinate the most equitable ideals of our “hive mind,” and offer honey to those pained by swarm and sting.
Remind us that bees guard what they treasure—and so do we. May we protect what we love but break cycles of collapse, and end the ravages of war.
Bless the bees that hum while foraging and safeguarding all that nourishes their hive. Let us labor with love, harvest only what we need, and give back more than we take. Guide us far from extractive practices until body and hive collapse – May we value a sweet rest.
May this ancient ritual touch lip and deed as we repair one heart, home, and hive at a time.
Blessed are You, the One who Regenerates, for feeding the honeybees so they can feed all of life, and for spreading sweetness that heals. Amen.
מקור חיים, תודה שהאכלת את דבורי הדבש כדי שיוכלו להאכיל את כל החיים ולהפיץ מתיקות מרפאה
Dip apples in honey and bless:
בָּרוּךְ אַתָּה יְיָ, אֱלֹהֵֽינוּ מֶֽלֶךְ הָעוֹלָם, בּוֹרֵא פְּרִי הָעֵץ
