When the cocoon is also the secret place – Cocoon Conclusions in 2018

Surrender to the initially affronting
idea that this darkness is not inherently bad is hard to reconcile because it feels so bad sometimes. It is also hard
because the darkness involves the eating away of what we are…the
caterpillar’s whole self must dissolve.
There must be an agreement with the Lord to
this plan of decompensation – we have to say yes to this night prayer. We have to be overwhelmed by these imaginal
cells so that the new thing can be birthed.
But the moment of surrender, I
recognize as I have experienced it myself, it feels like death.
In this metaphor, by imaginal
cells I mean the new thing that we have not yet laid hold of, that we may
not even have an outline or perception of, that thing on the other side of our liminal
space that calls us into the cocoon in the first place. It’s that
unfulfilled desire to lean into the next right thing for us or to become the
next healed layer of our being…this is the substance of imaginal cells in my
discussion here.

What do we see with our night
vision in the cocoon? What affections to
we become aware of? What do we host on a
regular basis – thoughts, fears, desires? What corner of our emotional experience
cries out for healing? What desires have we tucked so deep we dare not become
aware of them for fear of disappointment? What whispers the cramp of labor
pains…what wants to be born in us during this season of darkness?
These answers cannot be known in the light,
in the of scurry of life activity, where we live uncocooned and where our eyes
know all the answers.
Once we stop railing against the “imaginal
cells” we find our way into the secret place. It is in this secret place that we
begin to make out the form and outline of the “butterfly” – of the thing God is
leading you to that is the new place, the next provision, the emerging identity
that will support the thriving that is our next plateau to run across. The Secret
Place is where we get clarity on those questions above.
We all have our own unique road map
to this Secret Place. Very incomparable
from person-to-person, inimitable and matchless are the practices that we
become faithful to, that lead us to our Source, our Secret Place. The point is
to pursue them. Daily. To live into them until they breathe the life
into the potentials we long for.

Guys, a shadow is dark. By definition. Under the great wing of a
mother bird light doesn’t burn bright. Our
experience of dark can take on two different tones…the first is an experience of
fear, abandonment, inadequacy, and lostness.
That same moment in the darkness can alternatively be experienced as a
sweet wrapping, a holding in the Presence of God sealed around us closer than the
air in our lungs. What makes the
difference is the intention and awareness we daily choose to define our
darkness with and our faithfulness to spend cocoon time in the Secret Place,
laid open for God to re-order our form.
In that environment we find the vision and
courage to let our new form and outline emerge with security and
surefootedness.
I think it is making peace with the
goodness of darkness that has been my greatest point of resistance through my
cocoon experience…and I have found pressing into the sweetness of it is the
only way to exist in it and the only way to find the exit without sight.
*Spiritual
Practices Workshop offered on 2/10 in hopes of providing some practical tools
to find your unique road into the Secret Place*
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