Ruins of the Inner Kingdom

Neville's Inner Vision

Imagine that the land Isaiah names—the ruins, the line of confusion, the stones of emptiness—are not a place of geography but your own state of consciousness. The cormorant, bittern, owl, raven, dragons, and brambles are not enemies out there; they are the clamor of thoughts, memories, fears, and habits that have inhabited a worn-out sense of yourself. When the nobles are called to the kingdom and none answer, it is your old self-image stepping back, revealing the truth: the old regime has faded, leaving only the formless potential of the I AM. The exile of the princes maps the displacement from limited identity, and the land becoming an habitation of wild beasts marks inner judgment—your inner talk that keeps attention stuck in scarcity and confusion. Yet this is not punishment but a clearing. By assuming a state of awareness that you, I AM, are the ruler, you revise the scene. Allow the line of confusion to dissolve and feel the stones of emptiness replaced by a single, luminous presence.