Gathering Under Wings of I AM

Neville's Inner Vision

Jerusalem in this teaching is not a place but a state of consciousness that will not receive the nudges of Spirit. The prophets are the inner whispers you know you should heed; to kill them is to deny the living presence within. The hen gathering her chickens is the I AM, ever ready to enfold every idea and fear under its wings. The desolate house is the old thought-structure that cannot hold the new order of awareness until you make a different inner choice. The line about you shall not see me henceforth until you say Blessed is he that cometh in the name of the Lord becomes your moment-to-moment invitation: when you declare the inner arrival, you see the Lord coming as your own awareness. Practically, you are the one who decides what you accept as real; the world mirrors your present inner state. So, revise the sense of separation, assume you are already gathered, and feel the hen-wings wrapping you in safety, until the sense of desolation dissolves into presence.