Till Your Inner Land, Reap Provision

Neville's Inner Vision

Consider the field of your own consciousness as the land to till. When you persist in tending thoughts with the feeling of abundance, your imagination plants bread and plenty in the soil of now. The I AM—the true you— is the farmer; through discipline you pull weeds of doubt and unworthy company, allowing the harvest to appear as bread in the world of experience. To chase after vain persons is to follow a shadow-self, a thought-constructed crowd that drains energy and leaves poverty in mind and circumstance. But the law remains: assume the end, revise any scene that contradicts it, and dwell in the feeling that you already possess the harvest. Each quiet breath is a watering of these seeds; each envisioning session is a tilling of the land. In this present act of inner work, you awaken conditions that feed your life: provision without guilt, certainty without wavering, and a serenity that outlives the noise of others. The land you tend becomes bread because you tend it from consciousness, not from external chance.