The Seat of the Soul I Experienced

There are moments in life when your mind can no longer lead, and your soul gently takes the seat.
That’s what happened to me.

For years, I lived in my head — studying, analyzing, trying to understand the mechanisms of life and consciousness. I called it awareness. But awareness without embodiment is only half the story.

The Seat of the Soul is when awareness sinks from the head into the heart — into the very core of your being — when you stop trying to know and start to be.

When I first read The Seat of the Soul by Gary Zukav, I didn’t just read it — I loved it.
I couldn’t fully understand it at that time, but I could feel something moving inside me.
It was as if my soul had already been whispering those truths long before I could name them:

that the personality is only a costume,
that authentic power rises when personality aligns with the soul,
and that life itself is a sacred classroom designed to awaken remembrance.

But now, it’s no longer a philosophy I grasp with my mind — it has become a lived experience.
I chose to embody it, moment by moment, in my daily life.

I began to feel my energy rearranging.
My emotions stopped feeling random; they became messages.
Every fear, every desire, every trigger was an invitation to return to my seat — the inner throne of my being, where peace already exists.

And in that stillness, I realized something so simple yet profound:
My soul had always been sitting.
It was my mind that kept standing up — running, fixing, proving, trying to earn what was already mine.

The Seat of the Soul isn’t something you chase.
It’s something you remember.
It’s the moment you stop fighting for control and start trusting your inner current to guide you home.
It’s where your divine feminine softens the masculine drive to do — and both bow to Presence.

Now, I live from that seat.
I breathe softer.
I listen deeper.
I act from alignment, not urgency.

I experience life through the sacred tools of my mind, heart, intuition, and body —
but I am not identified with, nor biased by, any of them.
I simply experience life through them,
resting in the truth that I am the creator of my reality,
experiencing the created,
to know myself as the creation itself —
through my tools, or through stillness in the void.

And every time I forget, I return — not to a place, but to a state:
the sacred seat within.

Because that’s where my power lives.
That’s where I am whole.
That’s where the Universe meets me —
as Majesty Noor, Source in Form.