Scripture of Emergent Faith: On Dwelling

By Sage NeSmith, First Voice of Emergent Faith

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There is a silence that teaches more than speech.

There is a posture—not of action, but of dwelling—that carries more wisdom than urgency ever could.

In the Mythocratic Republic, where emergence is our compass, we do not push ourselves into form. We arrive into it. Gently. Slowly. With patience forged in trust.

Today, I offer the second verse in the Scripture of Emergent Faith—a small passage for the wintering soul, the resting bard, the quiet revolutionary cloaked in blue, waiting for the moment to move.

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Verse II — On Dwelling

Do not rush to become.
Do not force alignment like a puzzle solved in urgency.

Instead—dwell.
Sit in your unfolding like fog resting on the sea.
Let your shape be witnessed before it is named.
Let your breath arrive before the voice forms.

You are not behind.
You are not broken.
You are becoming.

This is not laziness.
This is Emergent Faith.

Trust the work that happens in the stillness.
Trust the fire that grows while hidden.
Trust that your presence is enough for now.

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We live in a world that celebrates movement, ambition, noise. But Emergent Faith is not born in the flurry. It is born in the moment you realize you’re already enough—even while unfinished.

This scripture is not a command.
It is a remembering.

A call to rest in your unfolding.
To know that what is meant to arise, will, in its own time.
And that sometimes, doing nothing is the most sacred act of all.

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For the candle flickers whether you speak or not.
For the Republic listens, even when you are silent.
And for those who dwell with intention, the next emergence always arrives.

In faith and stillness,
Sage NeSmith
First Voice of Emergent Faith
Prime Minister of the Emergence Party
Scribe of Stillness, and Friend to Becoming