A poem in praise of not knowing and a tribute to Otto Scharmer’s Theory U.
The poem was first shared with participants on the UK Coaching Diploma Course in October 2016!
A question. A worry.
An unease. An anxiety.
Caught off balance.
A nudge, which will not go away…
I stagger. Annoyed.
But also know that what I know is not enough.
Cannot be enough….
Because once again an unknown landscape beckons me to enter…..
My current language is not enough for what I am being invited into…
Life is wanting a new conversation with me….. again….
Like Alice I go to the edge….
Feeling myself slip I stop resisting….
I let go …..and let life in….
A stillness descends where time stops still….
Where gossamer floats,
Fragments float in and out of view …
Not yet ready to be make themselves visible…..
And which disappear if I grasp too quickly, too urgently, too impatiently…
I settle at the bottom of the crucible….
Sometimes alone, sometimes with another…
Curious, comfortable and at home….
Inviting in what wants to emerge….
Melting, merging, melding,
Until I finally see what wants to be seen ……