The fallow zone is an uncomfortable land between endings and new beginnings where we lie, after the flames have died, like a seed unsprouted in charred ground. But as a "between-time" it is also a rich country where the veils between this realm and the mystery realms are thinnest. The in-between zone is a place in which we can explore the spiritual, numinous landscapes of life, a place where our intuition and gut-senses are fine-tuned and buzzing.
— Susan Chernak McElroy, Heart in the Wild