Mercy Holds My Step

Neville's Inner Vision

Your verse speaks not of history, but of the living state you occupy. When the foot slips in the world of form, the mercy you call upon is not distant: it is your own awareness, the I AM that holds you upright. The multitude of thoughts that swirl within you are not chaos but the theater in which comfort is cultivated. As you turn your attention from fear to the calm, the inner mercy gathers like a steady current, lifting and stabilizing you as if the ground itself remembered who you are. The comforts of the inner life—soft assurances, quiet tones, the sense that you are protected—rise out of your own imagining and delight your soul. You are not waiting for mercy to arrive from outside; you are waking to the awareness that mercy is your inward state, your present reality, your natural atmosphere. When you claim the I AM and dwell in that presence, the slipping stops, and the mind’s crowd becomes a choir of comforting thoughts that bless your being.