The Shamanic Way of the Bee: How Simon Buxton Changed My Life
There’s beekeeping—and then there’s bee keeping.
One is about extraction. The other is about initiation.
When I picked up Simon Buxton’s The Shamanic Way of the Bee, I thought I was going to read about honey, hives, maybe some ancient techniques. I had no idea I was about to be inducted into a mystery school disguised as a memoir.
This wasn’t just a book. It was a wake-up call.
A spiritual map written in golden hexagons.
Buxton didn’t teach me how to manage bees.
He taught me how to listen to them.
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Why I Keep Bees Now
I don’t keep bees for gallons of honey.
I keep bees because I believe in a quote by Simon:
“The privilege of being a beekeeper is not to generate as much honey as possible. We keep bees so that we can contribute to pollination. Actually, the future of beekeeping is not in one beekeeper with 60,000 hives, rather it is 60,000 people with one hive—
All of them approaching the art and craft of being a keeper of bees as a holistic practice.”
—Simon Buxton, The Shamanic Way of the Bee
The privilege of keeping bees isn’t measured in pounds harvested.
It’s measured in how deeply you align with the pulse of nature.
Their vibration is the medicine.
Their presence is the prayer.
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A Hidden Lineage
Some call Buxton a fraud, a mystic sham, or worse.
But that’s always the case when someone protects something sacred in public.
The teachings in this book, and the secret orders he speaks of (like the Path of Pollen), aren’t for everyone. They weren’t meant to be.
Not because they’re elitist—but because they’re alive.
And alive things need protection now more than ever.
Maybe that’s why some called him a fraud to begin with—so others wouldn’t dive down the rabbit hole after him.
Just like the Medusan tradition of the English bee shamans—steeped in secrecy, herbcraft, and trance—Buxton’s work is wrapped in layers of metaphor and myth to hide truth in plain sight.
Not to deceive, but to guard.
Those who need it will feel it.
That’s the beauty of real magic.
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What the Bees Taught Me
- They don’t work for me. I work with them.
- Their hum is a frequency of healing, not just industry.
- Their structure is sacred geometry in motion.
- Their venom, wax, and nectar all carry messages.
I came to bees for sustenance.
I stayed because they gave me initiation.
This book—love it or doubt it—will either pass over your head…
Or hit you right between the eyes and open your third.
And if it hits you?
Welcome. You’re already on the Path of Pollen.
