From Mourning to Dancing

Neville's Inner Vision

I tell you, confession creates the form of your days. Mourning is but a state of consciousness wearing sackcloth. When you refuse the old attire and imagine the opposite — dancing, gladness — you dress your inner man in new splendor. The turn is not from without, but from within: you awaken to the I AM that you are, and your inner movements align with joy. The verse says, 'to the end that my glory may sing praise to thee' — your glory, your essential self, begins to sing when you insist on the new state. This is not moralism; it is a revision of feeling. When you feel the gladness as now, your memory of loss dissolves, and gratitude becomes your operating principle. Waking or sleeping, the inner sun rises to illuminate your days. The I AM within you is the source of every change; you become its instrument by remaining faithful to the feeling of thanksgiving. The outer world will echo your inward decree—praise becomes your visible life.