Emerging

In the place of the disconnect.

In the place of disconnection.

In the place of the separation.

In the place of the separating.

In the place of brokenness.

In the scattering.

In the shattering.

Amidst the pieces.

In the place of brokenness.

In the place that was broken.

In the place of conception.

In the place of expansion.

In the place of transformation.

In the place of incubation.

In the place you have outgrown.

In the birthing place.

In the elevated place.

In the place of your rising.

In the place of emergence.

For emergence comes forth, springs forth from the emergency, from the urgency, from the place of great pain, the greatest pain, the place of the pushing, the place of expansion and contraction, the place of your greatest tension.

On the brink.

On the edge.

At the breaking point.

At the point where everything feels so broken.

At the point where you cannot take anymore.

At the point where your container is full.

At the point of bursting.

At the point of breaking.

In a state of alert.

In an alarming state.

At the point where you can take it no more, I’m taking over, I am taking you over….

Across the threshold.

Across the edge.

Over the edge.

Upon the edge.

Over the point of demarcation.

Across the line.

Over the boundary.

Beyond the limit.

Over the limit.

Out of bounds.

Without bounds.

Beyond the boundary.

Across the line.

For that which is too big crosses over that which is too small as it breaks free from containment, as it comes out of confinement.

Released.

Released from limitation.

Entering in the place of freedom.

From the restricted place to the wide open space, through the narrow space, through the place of the stretch, via the place of expansion, through the place of enlargement.

For the narrow space gives birth to that which inhabits the wide open space.

For the seed sown shall bear fruit.

In the place of the bearing down you will bear fruit.

For that which I have sown in you shall bear fruit.

In the place of brokenness life is birthed.

From that which was contained to that which is uncontained.

From that which was limited to that which is without limit.

From the place of solitude to the place of connection.

From the place of disconnection to the landing place, to the launching place, to the place of freedom to connect.

From the place that entangles to the place of freedom to fly.

For the chick rests in the nest until it is time to fly.

The chick inhabits the warmth of confinement until it is fully mature.

But it was always born to be free.

You were born to be free.

From the place of conception, to the place of transformation, to the place of reformation.

Gather up the fragments.

Reform the fragments.

A new mix.

A new recipe.

A new approach.

A new fruit.

A new fruitfulness.

What is it you see now? What is it you feel now?

The weight of the harvest, the warmth of your light upon the fields of harvest, the abundance of the harvest, the fields of harvest extending forth unto the horizon.

I see you pondering how this will be.

I see your eyes glazed over.

I see the tears in your eyes, watching and waiting for that which is barren to bear fruit.

In a moment, in an instant, that which was barren is now fertile.

For you know what it is like to walk amongst the tombstones, to inhabit the place of death and darkness, to see those held captive by death.

And yet, and yet, and yet…

When my freedom is released.

When that which was contained is now without limit everything changes.

Is this not the breaking of the yoke of oppression?

First the release of Legion, then breaking of oppression, the seed of freedom multiplying across the land.

You can see it now!

The return of colour, the return of vibrancy, the return of joy, the sound of gladness ringing out across the land. The dullness overwhelmed by the light of your glory.

For you possess freedom like none other.

The breaker of chains, like Samson, like Legion, the one who releases that which was held captive.

For I am taking you to the elevated place, to a whole new level, to the next level, in the place that stands out above the land.

For the new inhabits the new.

The new wine is poured now into a new wine skin.

Not a patch on an old garment, but a whole new covering, a whole new life, a new life of wholeness.

You are no longer a caterpillar.

You are a whole new creature.

From consumption to reproduction.

From subtraction to multiplication.

From increasing lack, to multiplied multiples.

From an absorber of food, to a carrier of seed, to a multiplier of growth.

For the new stands out from the old.

The new breeds that which is new.

For you carry my gift of potential.

You carry that which is transformative.