Simply appearing:
writing is much like meditation for me, not in the way that the mind is calmed and settled by the mantra, or how the stillness of my mind is recognized beneath the seemingly ever present stream of thought. No, it's more about the mystery of it all, words simply appearing without my command, spontaneously, and just as ultimately there's found to be no actual thinker of the thoughts produced, only an aware presence here, a mere witness to their flow - writing is the same, with no author in charge of what words will show, or the inspiration for their theme.
it's all thoughts and words simply appearing.
and no one giving cause.
a mystery, really.
so writing is not for my credit, there's little that I can claim as my own idea, and even the arrangement of words is a subtle inspiration, an impulse from some creative urge that suddenly appears. Again it's like meditation, I don't actually settle my mind through repetition of the mantra, it's always silent, spacious, and what happens is the recognition that this is so, my true nature is seen, and there's no one meditating, everything is simply appearing, thoughts, mantra, presence, they're all a subtle inspiration too.
only mystery is found lasting.
this relieves me of any pressure with my writing, no creative block is possible, it's not my role to demand words to show, or even to wait for inspiration to appear. Everything happens on it's own, the spontaneous appearance of a writer, ready for words to flow, embracing the mystery of it all. What this really is, is trust, faith - thoughts, words, and even author....
simply appearing.
~
Peace, Eric
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