Modern Devotion:
A Walk in Wesir’s garden
An Essay by Djedetmiwesir/ Anne Turner ©2003-2005

Finding words to describe my Father Wesir, are often hard to come by. As his daughter, I often encounter a true desire to express what he is to me, as it seems common that few people understand him. He is often called abstract, intimidating, or unapproachable. I couldn’t believe more strongly otherwise. Often, people think of Wesir as a king, a king who died and became so evolved or abstract we could no longer know him. And I find it tragic to hear, when the best and most important lessons to be learned of Wesir, can be found in your own back yard.Step with me, on the stepping stones throughout Wesir’s garden, Every stone, is inscribed with a word. These words are his heka, and surrounded by these stones, are his lessons.

A stepping stone called ‘Love’
There are no weeds in Wesir’s garden, but not for lack of thistle or crab grass. The word simply holds no meaning. To label a living being and put it in an undesirable classification, is an action taken by Man. “Weeds” to us is a term used to group together, undesirables. Sometimes because they are “ugly” “prickly” the wrong color, or just simply unwelcome. Wesir knows that because they are “prickly” they are also enduring. These are the plants that have learned every aspect of survival.

A stepping stone called ‘Potential’
Wesir sees potential and fertility in places where others see nothing. Wesir’s divine hearth wisdom contains the knowledge that even a lump of dry dust , has the powers to create something beautiful, and useful. All of our future plants, or endeavors, our hopes and our dreams begin as seeds resting in the palm of Wesir’s hand. He sows these seeds for us, so that our needs and wants may grow. Every project we begin, is a seed, and Wesir will help us grow our plants, and help us grow as well.

A stepping stone called ‘Timing’
Every seed has a germination period, every flower will bloom at a specific time. Nothing is accomplished before all needs are met, and it is in this we find Wesir again. We may plant a seed, and look at the ground impatiently. We may think, feel and even believe in our hearts that the seeds we plant now, need to bare fruit for us now as well. When time passes, and our sown seeds are appearing to do nothing at all, beneath the surface of the soil, moisture and nutrients are slowly chipping away at the seed’s protective coat. If this process is done too fast the seed will rot before it even has a chance to sprout. Have faith, if it appears your prayers have not been answered and the seeds you have sown have given you nothing in return, that Wesir’s timing applies to all things grown, in time he will provide.

A stepping stone called ‘Patience’
Wesir has his own timing, but he also has his own patience, and it is a patience that is unparalleled. He has faith in all of us, and all of our seeds. He never wonders “if” we will germinate or worries about the possibility of us not coming into our respective seasons, as we might in our own gardens and lives. Wesir, instead waits for the eminent eventuality that we will all germinate and bloom when the time is right. And for him, this patience must really be a joy. He knows that everyone of us has an inner potential, and an inner beauty that is going to come out. He gets to watch happily, when these eventualities do come.

A stepping stone called ‘Judgment’
Just as he sees potential in seeds, he knows too what is needed, and required for that seed to grow and Bare a harvest. His judgment for the best does not end there, he knows also, what fruit or flowers are to be borne of the seed. We may plant something hoping for flowers, we may instead receive onions. Even if the flowers were what we thought we needed and wanted., Wesir knows when we really need onions. We may even be surprised to find, that onions produce a lovely flower.

A stepping stone called ‘Hope’
In Wesir’s garden, we are always reminded that hope endures, and everlastingness is provided even in the worst of times. Even when there is less than savory growing conditions, a lack of light, a drought in water, and everything that once looked green to you now looks brown. What once looked alive to you now looks dead, stop for a moment to consider the abundance of life that does remain. Trees endure drought and famine, as do most of the plants we have classified as ‘weeds.’ If you look around in your dark patches, you may be surprised to see lovely Hostas, or Ferns growing with out the need for much light. Life can be found even in the most hostile concrete environment where there is not even soil, breaking through the cracks of the paving that tries to hold them back.

But what if I have planted wrong? What if I have made mistakes?

It’s okay, the next step, is a stepping stone called ‘Forgiveness’
Forgiveness is plentiful in Wesir’s garden, so long as there is a lesson learned from it. We have all planted a bush, a tree, or maybe a flower somewhere, because we wanted it. We have all at sometime over looked the light, the moisture, or the soil it needs. To watch a thing we loved, and wanted, fail to thrive, lends to a feeling of despair and failure. Wesir’s garden, reminds us that our bush does not need to die and wither! Perhaps our projects need more water, Perhaps more food, Perhaps they need to be uprooted and replanted altogether. Even our Failures can be transformed into something beautiful, if we let it enrich us with the lessons it brought. Even dead plants and bushes, can be composted, into beneficial mulch for future plantings. Season’s change, and so shall we.

A stepping stone called ‘Death’
All things must eventually die, and it is seen as early as sown seeds that never germinate, and seedlings too weak to begin life. Even strong plants must die sometime. But even in times of Death, whether it be literal or metaphorical, we can be reminded in Wesir’s garden , that despite death, there is an abundance of beautiful life continuing to bloom all around us. Just as there is still fruit to be found in on the trees, we are reminded that it is alright, and worthwhile to carry on even though our past beloved ones and endeavors have traveled to the west.

And yet even when it is us that die, and all seems lost there is yet, another stepping stone

A stepping stone called ‘King’
Perhaps we have been so enrapt with the beauties and bounties in Wesir’s gardener, we have lost sight of the gardener himself. Here he is, at the end of our path. We may not have realized he himself was here in this garden, even if we did acknowledge him as the gardener. Now is a good time to stop, and look around. Among the weeds and the flowers, we too are also in Wesir’s garden. And while he has been silent during your journey, you have pleased him by learning his lessons and being moved by his beauty. His kingly implements are not so intimidating when you see them used as garden tools. His smile, is slightly less mysterious, now that you have taken the tour. He embraces you and welcomes you into his garden, here he has all you need, or want, enough for an eternity.

I am one of Wesir’s plants, I have been planted by him as a seed into fertile soil. He has given me support in windy times, water in dry times. He has put me through the sometimes painful process of pruning me when I got out of control, so Instead I will grow strong and straight. I have prospered with his guidance, his judgment and care. I have made seeds of my own, and sown them for him, and given them back to him to Sow as well. I have propagated other plants for him. I have provided beauty and joy.

One day will come a time when I am no longer able to bear fruit, when my limbs will grow weary, and I no longer have the strength to bloom. After many harvests the time will come when I am doing nothing more than taking up space in the garden. Wesir knows, as well as I that this day is coming. And on this day his loving hands will pull me from the earth of this world. Even when he uproots me from this world I know that he still has use and purpose of me, He still has love for me. For as I shed my physical bounds, stem and leaves will become rich compost for another generation of his seeds. He will continue to provide for me, in his kingdom, where I will be replanted for me to enjoy him, and he to enjoy me forever in his kingdom. The most useful, Diverse, colorful and beautiful garden that ever was.

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