Wyzard's Wyld Euphorium

Part 1

There’s something Magickal in the
“In between time!
Those moments when darkness lingers, right before the first crack of dawn. And those moments when daylight fades to night.
I love to linger…. In those hazey moments ,moments before sleep ends & the waking begins, or those last few moments of consciousness before deep sleep.
But there are so many more moments between time, the pause of birth those moments between leaving the mothers safe watery womb of our mother, before we gasp our first breath of air. Those moments of in between life & death, after the last earthly breath, & the memory & return to pure consciousness. I some times imagine it like waking from the dream, but which is real 樂
We find ourselves moment after moment   speeding past those pause moments. Those moments in-between time
Ever notice how they have to ask ( let that soak in a min. THEY ASK ) for a moment of silence. But is it really silence ? Most find it really uncomfortable, uneasy, how long is a moment. .. . Did we pause long enough before we took off running again樂
Every Spring I find brings me huge lessons in the “pause” in the
In-between of winter to spring….
In-between the pause right before the tiny seed burst open with life. Winter some times lingers , scuffing her feet along the way before giving birth to spring . No one notices those tiny moments any more. Their minds are so far into the future that they miss the now. When all there really is is the now.
Last spring I might have had all my seeds bought & started , things planned out to look for , work needing done, thinking I was getting a jump ahead, on spring seriously like I have any control over such things 藍 I have to laugh at the thought honestly….. Why to be first to harvest? To be the first to have seeds pop through the airy dirt, coaxed out of their slumber to hopefully be the best of the best producers ….. Like lil children forced out of nature’s patterns so they give up most of their natural patterns , so they meet the standard set forth by man to be the most productive human. As I age , I have to ask why? Seriously why , but not only why… I’m questioning  if it’s right at all, in any shape or form . How can we as humans possibly know better than Moirai, or Chronus? Humans are such arrogant ego based critters. I’m finding the restraints we find in life are mostly self inflictions & very ego based. I know it’s normal to slow with age, but this is beyond that. This yr I find myself lingering & my physical body sending all kinds of signals that I’m just not ready to jump into spring, to give up my darkness & rest of winter. I keep hitting the snooze button all the while watching the young ones off & running …. Actually creating work for themselves to not have to face the
In-between.
does no one honor our Mothers cycles anymore. If we look & listen closely those in-between times are in everything & yet they go unnoticed by most. They say pain can be your greatest teacher, that lessons worth learning are never easy & always outside your own comfort zone, & for most that comfort zone is depicted by other men who think they know best.
There is something teaching me, something clawing at my skin, when I just can’t quite put my finger on it. Physical pain will almost always set in, almost like a reminder forcing me to honor these in-between moments. The in-between of winter until the actual birth of spring, or the birth of winter after Autumn, those earthly changing times, the times between times must be my greatest teacher of all, it’s certainly one of the most painful.
This yr for some reason the need for speed , the feeling of your going to be late, when you actually have plenty of time seems to have faded from my life & it’s been replaced with this knowing , it’ll get done ,when it gets done & it’s silly of us as humans to think otherwise. It certainly creates more work for ourselves, & it’s time for me to take the next step in actually honoring nature’s timing, cycles, ebbs & flows.
This time last yr I had plants started that needed planted outside but outside wasn’t ready for them, so what do we do up- pot 藍 we take those tiny plants forced from their slumber & give them a bigger pot while we wait for outside to be ready for them. ALL of this work could certainly be avoided if we would just learn to listen to our Mother & Trust that her cycles have been perfected over the myriad.
So this year I thought I was done hibernating, but actually I was just hitting the snooze, & mother nature herself sat me down in pain as a reminder that those spaces need & deserve honoring, & that I’m not going to be late to anything, I’m not behind anyone but the time restraints placed upon myself.  Of all the lessons I’ve learned in life I think timing & knowing very seldom does my timing actually fit with others & why that might be.
  Last yr I ran through the yr sort of as a personal challenge & also deeply rooted in fear & still most of the year felt like I was very much behind.
People seemed amazed at all the things I did get done( that’s pretty easy when you’re afraid to sit down or stop moving) & I see all kinds of things that need improved upon. Those things are front & center for me right now, Actually they’ve been weighing on me a few weeks & then I got the reminder of the time between times & just how many of those moments I missed by trying to force my time into mankind’s time table. For  the most part those same times either were failures or struggles placed on myself by me. I once again felt myself trying to go against my natural cycles, cycles I’ve honored for years. Including hibernating through the bitter cold months. Right when I should have been finishing up my cave for the winter instead I found myself trying to forcefully make the final jobs that I didn’t complete from summer & fall & what I knew instinctual Wasn’t going to work for me especially timewise, but still I fought, still I tried to force it up until the very moment when I quite wiggling trying to get comfy & I finally gave way to the long winters sleep.
It’s no wonder I feel like I keep hitting the snooze, I stayed up past winters bedtime  of course I’ll be tired  & not want to wake up just yet.
I promise myself not to go against my own cycles this yr, & I swear I’ll perfect lazy gardening, & I will honor each tiny seed & plant for its own cycles & allow them to do their best,knowing their best is good enough and as it should be .
To allow natural growth to all beings including myself ,where the wild things grow ❤️✌️