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What a woman...

Posted July 1st, 2010 by Patrik Bengtsson
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Integral Profiles: Susanne Cook-Greuter

Susanne obviously has a very deep passion and love for life. I couldn't help but feel pure joy when she quite often answered Jeffs questions with the phrase "I don't know, I really don't know". It feels liberating doesn't it? When I hear those words, being spoken from this extraordinary woman, I too feel a sence of "I really don't know... but I have to live my life forwards anyway... and that's just fine. It's okay."

The emphasis of the Integral community, sometimes, of things being "better" or "more inclusive" etc can sometimes go too far. I think we need to be more humble and say, as Susanne indicated, that things are evolving.. becoming more complex, different. But not nessecarily "better".. at least not to us humans.... "life does it's own thing anyway" as Susanne so eloquently put it.

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I don't know? You don't! No, I don't know...

Posted July 2nd, 2010 by Ambo Suno

Yes, Patrik - I also feel that it takes some courage to speak your perspective - "I don't know." - when there may be some felt sub-cultural pressure to go more with the local norm, the typically hopeful, the words that appear to bestow spiritual credentials. She seems to reside with integrity in the state and stage and AQAL address where she is at a particular moment.

Where the 'ordinary' may be a limitedly bounded area, it may also be like wheat or corn or rice, the staff of life. I am thinking that some people also express the herbs, spices, condiments, a multi colored plate, a creative presentation of emergent nourishment. Ordinary and non-ordinary - some good, beautiful and TRUE balance or proportion that feels sufficiently sane and workable.

I can resonate very much with the situation described of the articulated internal pluralism and relativity crumbling under its own weight and then not knowing what goes in that shimmering, vibrating space that sits there. Besides angst or dread or compulsions to fill in again with similar thoughts. I don't want to overstate it, and I'm not even sure what is going on, but it seems that I have been having episodes of falling apartness, similar to what she speaks of. . .

ambo