Stewarding The Circle Way

Gambier

Yesterday, Katharine Weinmann, a friend and colleague in The Circle Way, invoked a couple of images that I loved to help shape the start of our working day together. There are ten of us gathered for three days. We are a board for the non-profit that supports The Circle Way. We are a core circle that stewards a transition from founder-lead to network-lead. We are in conversation. We are in imagining. We are in good listening. As we have been for the last three years in particular.

Katharine first invoked “kanata” a reference to Canada and some early meaning — “clean, pure, and sacred,” from First Nations peoples, likely Iroquois. We are meeting in a place that evokes this. Gambier Island off the west coast of Vancouver, BC. There is a deliberateness of simplicity here, an area living mostly off of the grid. It is accessible by water taxi.

Katharine then invoked another word, “baraka,” and Islamic word that connotes a quality of “ineffable grace.” Well, that’s a rather good invocation for how to work together isn’t it. I’m rewarded to be with people in this group that exude this quality far more than I do.

Then, the ten of us began. Each speaking a bit to share what we were arriving with. It’s the simple, and very wise beginning that is a check-in, in which some of the words below were spoken:

  • Hope for what we could accomplish together in moving the work of The Circle Way along.
  • Awareness of the contrast that “baraka” invites compared to some of the blatant animosity that populates political landscapes.
  • Welcoming an unknowing together — to not unintentionally impose a clarity to appease an anxiety that can often come with not knowing.
  • Stillness, to listen well.
  • Relaxed in knowing how we work in the form that is Circle and how it works in us. Some things happen just because we are willing, don’t they.
  • Welcoming change — we all know that at least part of our job is to evolve who we are together, what we do together, and how we do it.
  • Welcoming emotions — there is pain present in so many institutions and peoples that requires presence together and a welcome of new paths.

So we began. So we continue. Calling out the best of us in each other. That is something to be done with friends.

Is The Circle Way for Men — A Call For An Emerging Masculine

I wrote this short article to be deliberate about inviting men and women to participate in the practice that is The Circle Way, and in The Circle Way practicum occurring August 17-22, 2016 on Whidbey Island, Washington. I wrote it to shine a bit of light on some of the underlaying myths that may have men not feeling that this form of leadership is for them.

Below is an excerpt. The full article (two pages) is here.

“I want to re-language the gender-typing just a bit as it pertains to The Circle Way. The Circle Way is a methodology and way of being that is bedrock to the kind of leadership so often needed in these times and in today’s organizations. It is the leadership that is listening, which also happens to be a lifelong practice. It is the leadership that is being smart together. Yup, that’s gender free. It is the leadership that is diving deeply into purpose. It is the leadership that is shared discernment. The Circle Way creates leadership process that invokes the best of what people, men and women, masculine and feminine, can offer as gift.”

Gentle Transitions

Birch Bay

I love a gentle transition. Or, should I say, a deliberate transition.

I was talking with a friend on the weekend. She asked me how I was getting from the airport to where I am staying. I explained I was taking light rail, followed by a bus. It would take me 75-90 minutes.

She then commented, “sometimes it’s nice to sit on a bus and stare out the window; it makes for a gentle transition, doesn’t it?” I agreed immediately. It’s a bit of time for the psyche to catch up to where the body is.

I’m in one of those transitions now. A different one. Riding the train from Everett, Washington to Vancouver, BC. It’s a three hour ride. With Wifi. With power outlets. With great views — the above is from Birch Bay, near which I saw hawks, heron, and bald eagles. And from Vancouver, this trip will involve a water taxi to get to my actual meeting space.

This is not an arrival, a transition that happens with immediateness. It’s not zero to 60 mph in 4 seconds. It’s got some gradualness to it. Slow moving train for some good staring.

 

On Powerful Questions

Yesterday, Aimee Samara and I began planning a session that we will host on powerful questions. We will offer it at Transforming the Way We Lead: And Art of Hosting Intensive in Portland, Oregon. There are a total of 50 of us gathering for three days together.

Aimee and I did not get as far as our final design. But where we left off is with a series of partner and four-person conversations that will invoke this learning among participants:

Curiosity — Asking good questions is definitely a skill. However, it is also a disposition. It comes from a curiosity, I believe. Curiosity about how things work. About what is seen and what is not seen. I’m reminded again of my grad school professor Bonner Ritchie who helped me to learn, “there is always more unseen that there is seen.” Or, “in every new truth, there is more that is not true about that than there is true about that.” Aimee and I will likely ask participants to share a story of a time when they felt intensely curious and ask them to describe what that was like.

Pocket Questions — These are the kind of questions that you can carry with you and use frequently, applied to personal, group, and system wide levels of scale. I asked Aimee what she considered as her pocket questions. “What is our purpose?” “Is there anything that you are afraid of?” I shared some of mine. “What if…?” “What could _____ also be?”

Your Key Question for this Event — It’s an important moment to identify, or get more clear, on what that question is. It’s a good harvest so as to shape what people will pay attention to for the remainder of the learning and time together.

I recall a story that I heard through my friend Toke Moeller many years ago. I imagine ending with this story today.

 

The power of questions

”You can eat an apple,” I said and gave him the green fruit.

It was as if he had seen an apple for the first time. First he just held it there and smelled it, but then he took a little bite.

”Mmmm,” he said and took a bigger bite.

”Did it taste good?” I asked.

He bowed deeply.

I wanted to know how an apple tastes the very first time you taste it, so I asked again, ”How did it taste?”

He bowed and bowed.

”Why do you bow?” I asked.

Mika bowed again.  It made me feel so confused, that I hurried to ask the question again. ”Why do you bow?”

Now it was him who became confused.  I think he did not know if he should bow again or just answer. ”Where I come from we always bow, when someone asks an interesting question,” he explained, ”and the deeper the question, the deeper we bow.”

That was the strangest thing I had heard in a long time.  I could not understand that a question was something to bow for. ”What do you do when you greet each other?”

”We always try to find something wise to ask?” he said.

”Why?”

First he bowed quickly, because I had asked another question and then he said, ”We try to ask a wise question to get the other person to bow”.

I was so impressed by the answer that I bowed as deeply as I could.

When I looked up Mika had put his finger in his mouth.  After a long time he took it out.

”Why did you bow?” he asked and looked insulted.

”Because you answered my question so wisely,” I said.

Now he said very loudly and clearly something that has followed me in my life ever since. ”An answer is nothing to bow for.  Even if an answer can sound ever so right, still you should not bow to it.”

I nodded briefly.  But I regretted it at once, because now Mika may think that I bowed to the answer he had just given.

”The one who bows shows respect”, Mika continued, ”You should never show respect for an answer.”

”Why not?”

”An answer is always the part of the road that is behind you.  Only questions point to the future.”

Those words were so wise, I thought, that I had to press my hands against my chin not to bow again…– Jostein Gaarder, 1996 in Norway