A form of therapy
I started watching a film today. The protagonist was going through therapy for substance addiction. His mentor asked him to learn to sit and write as part of his rehab. It got me to think of my own daily routine:
“Just write anything but sit and write,” or
“Sit with one’s thoughts”
Sitting and Writing therapy
I have become quite passionate about writing since last year when I discovered Medium. Sit and write or shall I rephrase, sit and type. I have always been a bit of a workaholic, whether it was at college or during my career. But also, I became a profound reader during my long commutes and travels in my career life. We are often told that we all have a novel in us, but I am yet to discover mine. Perhaps I am still a little rigid in my imagination for storytelling, or I am tad shy to express certain things. But one thing I have to say is that joining this wonderful platform has made me found my voice and has helped me encounter like-minded souls. A lot of the pieces I read have got me to think differently and often provided me with different perspectives. So here I am daily, sitting and writing whilst listening to soothing music. Writing from an open heart is therapy.
Sitting with thoughts or no thoughts
Learning to sit has other connotations. In meditation, we are taught to empty the mind, whilst sitting upright with a straight back. That may not come naturally as we tend to slouch mostly or sit back in our chairs. However, I have found that an upright posture in sitting and writing does make things flow easier. Is it better blood flow, or is it because the crown chakras are aligned with our 6 other chakras? In meditation, it has now come naturally to me, and it is quite easy to just empty the mind and go thoughtless for 20 minutes at a time. But I had to learn to sit still with myself and find a comfortable posture in my early attempts (I am only 4–5 meditative years old). Being able to sit with stillness is truly powerful and magical. Eventually one makes one's own meditations, but the trick is to learn to empty the mind whilst learning to sit.
Sitting for simple pleasures
I guess I have renewed my pleasure of learning how to sit. Park benches are sublime, just to watch the world go by, watch the seagulls and ravens side by side, whilst dogs run to scare them away. We are too often told that we need to rush everywhere, juggle and be busy to feel or to look important. Is that truly so, or is that a quality of an unfocused mind? Can sitting truly help us connect with ourselves, keep us grounded, help us sharpen our senses and focus? Can sitting still make us find beauty around us, which can help turn negative thoughts into more positive ones?
Perhaps there isn’t a right or wrong answer, but hopefully, it will give us all some food for thought.