My Spirituality

My spirituality: 

so often I write about my love of early mornings, the deep silence of these hours, my ritual of breathwork and meditation, and then writing as I enjoy my single cup of coffee for the day. It's something that I cherish, perhaps the most meaningful aspect of my life - truly, it's my spirituality, expressed in a ritual of morning that carries forward all the way to night as I prepare for bed, another day spent living creatively, devoted to the ideals that I value so deeply. My spirituality is personal, a connection to whatever source that comes to me as inspiration, urging me to be kind, compassionate, committed to being of service through my use of words, teaching meditation, healing with the breath, and working with the body for a greater sense of simply being alive and enjoying life in motion. 

that's my spirituality, a practice of life, creativity, the gift of inspiration.

and for me it begin in those early hours, it's the time that I've committed for those rituals, a performance of devotion for the things that I find meaningful and wish to cultivate as aspects of my life that show themselves through the rest of my day ahead. I am better for having woken so early, for finding time to explore my own inner quiet and how it matches the silence of the morning. Through my spirituality I have discovered myself as an artist, finding that all language is poetry, each word that's written is an act of love, a commitment to the emptiness of a page and it's capacity to hold whatever thought is given, unconcerned with anything other than its wish to be fulfilled by my own inspiration. 

yes, that's my spirituality, honed through years of practice. 

I've made this spirituality mine, or perhaps I should better say that inspiration claimed me as its own, lured me here through silent morning hours, providing me with just the right words to use and ideas to write of, expressing myself in ways that eluded once me before. Spirituality isn't something that we do, it's who we truly are in our own most quiet hours, with our scriptures being whatever it is that inspiration whispers to us in the deep silence of our minds. 

my morning ritual is holy, but only as it for me, not meant to be offered as a way for others to follow. My only urge is for you to discover your own path, to find your spirituality and the rituals you might find holy and will sharpen your connection to the source of inspiration. 

whatever the path is, wherever it leads...

it's yours to walk alone. 

~

Peace, Eric