Inner Sackcloth Royal Awakening

Neville's Inner Vision

Think of the king as your own I AM, wounded by the scenes of limitation, but still moving upon the wall of consciousness. The tearing of clothes is not mere cloth; it is a revision, a surrender of the old identity that clings to outer power. The woman’s words are the charge of a belief you have entertained—perhaps a fear of lack or judgment—hitting the throne of your awareness. When the king passes by the wall, the attention of the multitude mirrors the attending thoughts of your mind, looking for signs of a change you have not yet fully believed. Yet the sackcloth within upon his flesh is the quiet, inner garment you can don now: an inner acknowledgment of your vulnerability as a doorway to transformation. By imagining, you can revise the scene: you are already clothed with the humility and mercy your heart seeks. This is not defeat but a royal turning back to the I AM, where the outward event is only the visible echo of an inner decision.