Some folks have a certain softness, a look about the eyes, an observance, an allowance. This soft look sometimes reminds me of T.S. Eliot’s lines: “music heard so deeply That it is not heard at all, but you are the music While the music lasts”.
Looks like these who have the soft look are deeply and unintentionally allowing. Maybe (hopefully?) they will get directive. It is almost torture to think of having to see the seen with no axes to the fore a-grinding away, no petulant countertransference, no little nattering of notions, no catchy tunes all to pass within a moment’s attendance.
These things, these preconceptions, these natterings of doings and beings around the seen, would seem to be important about posture.
Truth is, IF WE STICK OUR HEADS AND EYES TO GO AFTER THE SCENE SEEN, that has to do with posture.
Yes, those other considerations don’t have anything to do with posture. You could do all the niggling roundabouts with your mind on what you are seeing, you could totally misinterpret the seen— and the light from what you are looking at would still come to you at 186,000 miles per second.
In the twinkling of an eye, that.
So, might as well let the seen come to us in the back of our head in our seeing. No use sticking our head and our eyeballs out there to get the seen. By the time we have stuck our head and eyeballs out, the seen is already here, Bang. Don’t even get a nano second quicker view with going after the seen with one’s eyes and head.
Might as well enjoy the view with your head over your body.
And…if you feel like doing extra credit for the posture police, remember that sound travels 768 miles per hour.