Inner Moab: Lament and Lions

Neville's Inner Vision

Imagine the cry over Moab as a murmur in your own consciousness—the border Moab stands at is the boundary where a worn identity resists change. The howling is the restless thought that claims danger around every corner. The waters of Dimon full of blood are emotion flooded by fear and the belief that life is in jeopardy. The lion upon him that escapeth is not a literal beast but the stubborn pattern of thought that hunts the surviving self, testing your resolve. Yet in Neville's terms, God is the I AM within you, and exile is simply your old self dissolving under a new, kinder assumption. If you affirm that you are always held in awareness, that you, not the circumstance, are the witness, the imagined danger loses its power. Feel the inner guard recede, the flood of fear drain, and the edge of the land brighten with quiet confidence. The outer events reflect your revised state rather than dictating it; you create the reality by choosing the state you inhabit, here and now.