Healing Through Inner Balm

Neville's Inner Vision

Beloved, you are not addressing a nation’s body but your own consciousness. Go up into your Gilead of awareness and see the balm you seek as images of your own I AM; the 'virgin, daughter of Egypt' is your pure, boundless self dwelling in a land of bondage to old stories. To chase many medicines is to reassert separation from God; no external cure can reach the root while you identify with limitation. When you stop relying on appearances and assume the feeling of your wish fulfilled, the mighty things you fear crumble—nations, judgments, and seeming powers—because you have shifted the state you inhabit. The cry that fills the land is only the echo of your old belief; you can revise it by returning to the inner cast of I AM, where healing is not an event but a becoming. The moment you accept, you are healed; your world reorganizes to reflect that inner truth.