Rain of Inner Counsel

Neville's Inner Vision

Beloved, I am the inner counsel to which all my conditions listen. When I assume that state, the voices of fear, doubt, and hurry fall silent; my words drop upon the mind like rain, nourishing the soil of consciousness. The inner listeners—memory, imagination, faith—wait in quiet expectancy for the latter rain of inspiration to saturate them. They only speak again when I have spoken from the I AM within; then thought and circumstance align with the certainty I have spoken. The latter rain is the continual inflow of light, direction, and possibility, and patient receptivity is the harvest. This is the order of true counsel: inner wisdom and discernment arise from calm trust, truth and faithfulness blossom into a future that feels inevitable. So I dwell in that inner authority, and let the rain of imagination renew my life.