Neville Goddard on Song of Solomon 5:1-8 - Mystical Bible Interpretation

Read Song of Solomon 5 in context

Scripture Focus

1I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.

2I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.

3I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?

4My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him.

5I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.

6I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.

7The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.

8I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.

Song of Solomon 5:1-8

Biblical Context

The speaker invites her beloved into her inner garden and describes preparation and longing. When the beloved withdraws and the watchmen appear, she laments and declares her sickness of love.

Neville's Inner Vision

Within your mind there is a garden, and the beloved is the victorious I AM you have always been. The liturgy of myrrh and honey are not external luxuries but the feelings you pour into a new assumption. When you hear the knock—Open to me, my sister, my love—you are being drawn to the state of consciousness named I AM. The dew on the head and the night-drops indicate the freshness of awareness that arises when you dwell in that state. Washing the feet, removing the coat, and the accusation of defilement are images of shedding old identities and beliefs that no longer serve the new you. The beloved's hand on the door and the touching of the lock are your awareness touching the boundary between old identity and new reality. The withdrawal is the mind's momentary lapse into doubt; the watchmen are your fears, the veil the sense of separation. Yet the cry I am sick of love becomes the assertion: I am one with the beloved, for I have awakened to the I AM within.

Practice This Now

Imaginative act: Sit quietly, breathe, and assume the I AM as your inner beloved present now. Hear the knock, open the door of your mind, and feel the presence as real; then revise any doubt until the beloved is perceived as your constant reality.