My Proper Seat

My proper seat: 

the first step is to find my proper seat, this is essential to writing, and it's not so much about comfort as it is of my availability - how I sit each morning marks my readiness to receive words, to listen, and how attentive I am to the subtle hints of early inspiration. It is easier after meditation, I am settled in mind and spirit, eager to commitment myself to writing, and more intuitive to my sense of body, knowing how it all ties together and that my proper seat is integral to how the words will flow. 

more truly, it's an asana, a yoga posture completely of my own making, filled with intent, yet comfortable, loose, leaving me ready for the morning's writing session. It's not formal, and it's different everyday, almost as if I'm tuning in to the proper angle and position for the words to find me. That's the secret, trusting my body's natural intelligence, allowing it the freedom to settle on it's own without interference from any thoughts of comfort or placement, trusting that it's all cared for by the deeper wisdom of the body. Where I sit is always, immediately the proper seat for writing. 

my body knows exactly where to sit for words to find me.

of course this may sound trivial, or a writer's superstition, and perhaps it is - but again, there is an intent here, an alignment of forces that are beyond the normal means of writing. I am marking myself as worthy to receive the grace of inspiration, it's a signal to the subtle voices of the morning that I am ready and will listen to its most quiet whisper, to hear certain notes that are only played through silent tones. 

my proper seat tunes to the right vibrations, and that's why meditation is essential to it's finding. I am called to just the right position, a matched frequency, and this place is completely my own, exactly where I need to be - it's my home for the duration of my writing. This is where words will find me, and not a single doubt betrays me here, it's holy, perfect even in my occasional shift of restless motion. In spirit, nothing will move me from this location, intent has me locked in to this asana, established, attuned to just this location. Finding my proper seat is a ritual of writing, taking no more than a moment for my body to settle into an easy, natural sitting, filled with intent and mindfulness, receptive...

exactly where I need to be. 

~

Peace, Eric