Prophetic Art - In the Wings
“Metamorphosis” Have you ever thought about your life in terms of a butterfly? I mean honestly looked at a portion of your life and stopped in awe? A butterfly emerges out of four stages before adulthood. Seems like a lot of work! Growth can be exhausting. Like the slow movement of a caterpillar larvae to chrysalis stage. The dark quiet movement of breaking apart. Similar to the inward mush of my soul reforming with the help of imaginal cells coming into something totally different and new!
Funny, I was so busy handling life I didn’t even notice. I felt at times as if I was hanging from a silk thread. This process was so slow. I was stuck in the chrysalis stage. Then all of a sudden. “BAM”! Things opened up and emerged! Pretty scales becoming brilliant with purpose!
The tests on our journey reveal deep core truths about who we really are. So we take the test. And sometimes we take them again. We wait for the transformation of ourselves to emerge into God’s thumb’s up time. Hidden until the moment of visibility!
A different story, a different song, a different canvas. Maybe a different wind that brings forth the beauty of a transformed butterfly?
For me that was a early prophetic word in 2003 giving me a peek into my future. Then more tidbits and visions along the way from different places of worship, different spiritual gatherings..so many people of God.
The changing of my name that was spoken to me by complete strangers over and over. And the wind on the trail opened up a future and a hope. Breaking off the chrysalis that bound me to things that were not suppose to be attached to my path.
|Elizabeth St. Hilaire Nelson critiquing art.|
Then in the late night of November 2011 a click on a picture on Pinterest. Drawn by colors and a different look and a process. It pulled me and drove me to inquire. A phone call to the amazing artist herself, Elizabeth St. Hilaire Nelson. Her style was about to burst opened years of stuffed imagination in me. Then I watching funds emerge to get me and my girls to Elizabeth's workshop in Sedona in the spring of 2012. The wonders of God pulling together bits and pieces of a destiny. I found my forewing in paper collage!
I love it all! As a part of my process, my gifts and God given talents emerged. The future, into the present. “The NOW” had arrived like they say. Ignoring the mocks and the disbelief of others. That was the old me saying, “No, I can’t do this.” But not now! With the cheering on of my husband, family and prayer partners, I can’t be stopped.
Looking back to my butterfly vision from the night at “The Rock” with a man of God touching my soul. * A new picture of how God is wanting to transform me. One vision and a word. Ignoring the dark clouds on the scene but recognizing they exist. I absolutely love God’s ways, his puzzles, his purpose, his leading and direction to help you discover yourself!
Abba (Daddy), I just love and adore you! The pure form of the Trinity. Each part waking me up and bringing a part of who you formed me to be!
You Father, the first all time artist, The Creator of the earth. A huge daily palette of creation for all to see! Thank you for forming me in my mother’s womb with your breathe in me and on my spirit. That breath placing the seed of art in me.
Then your fingerprint, of your living word attached to my hindwing. Your spirit. Your planting of ability. Yes, your word in me. Without that, I could not write. I would be under my own power. I would not have the confidence to do this! I recognize the teaching and pushing of my Dad, who poured God’s word into me. I kicked and scream in my inner spirit and know it all adolescent self!
I am thrilled to be in the front seat of this metamorphous observation. The early exposure of imaginal cells coming together and then the breaking out of a cocoon. Thank you for the early hints of prophetic word. I await the total unfolding of each wing. In the mean time I work towards the goal of having more Christ Jesus in me!
Below is a song that came off of my play lists as I started to write this. It spoke to my soul for the first time though I have heard it before. God has such humor. What a riot!
Lyrics of Ready to Fly by Leann Squier
I have been sitting here watching all the eagles fly by. Got my feet on the ground but got my eyes on the sky. Then something starts rising up deep inside. I just found my wings now I am ready to fly. I am ready to fly.. The wind in the trees but I didn’t know why.. I am ready to fly. I am ready to fly. Cause I just found my wings now I am ready to fly.
I have been waiting and debating not a cloud in the sky. Felt the breeze from the sea but I didn’t know why? Then a voice like the wind rising deep inside. Saying, “Child spread your wings cause your ready to fly!”
I am ready to fly. I am ready to fly. The wind in the trees but I didn’t know why. I am ready to fly. I am ready to fly. Cause I just found my wings now I am ready to fly.
Won’t hesitate its much to late can’t worry about the past. Want no regrets I ain’t finished yet but time keeps standing.. so bye!
I have been sitting here watching all the eagles fly by. Got my feet on the ground but got my eyes on the sky. Then something starts rising up deep inside.I just found my wings now I am ready to fly. I am ready to fly.. The wind in the trees but I didn’t know why.. I am ready to fly. I am ready to fly. Cause I just found my wings now I am ready to fly.
One catch the breeze of the 7 seas, lift my wings then take flight. What is walking forth when your born to soar and you know that the time is right.
I am ready to fly. I am ready to fly. Cause the wind is in the tree but I didn’t know why. I am ready to fly, I am ready to fly. Cause I just found my wings and I am ready to fly. I am ready...I am ready.. ---
*Interpretation of prophetic art collage, "In the Wings": I had a man of God say to me. "Let go of the old and look to the new. To just be FREE!" Then my mind shifted to a video playing out in my own vision. Out of the white clouds I saw a beautiful butterfly emerge. As it flew it got more brilliant. The colors sparkled with more intensity like its strength was renewed. As each shift the colors grew bolder, deeper more intense. It flew over the nourishing waters as they were breaking loose and the open door of the future. I saw the intricacies of the wings. It stayed in my sight but out of the corner of my eye I saw a dark storm cloud forming. I started to be concerned for the butterfly. It flew and positioned itself safely and securely under the largest branch of the tree. Held safe from the upcoming storm.
I hope to see you flying as I daily seek more depth, more growth, more God inspiration!