I’m mostly surrounded by people who I perceive as very smart. This makes talking to them so pleasant. How do we establish intelligence? In what context does for e.g. IQ and and other comparison metrics make sense?
I realised that even though both include “intelligence”, I value collaborative intelligence higher than competitive intelligence, because it makes more fun to work together like that, no matter what the actual topic is about. Does the way to phrase it like this even make sense, is the competition/collaboration part of the intelligence, or part of traits or spirit of the person? In any case I even like (board) games that are collaborative much better, then competitive ones and some friends even say it’s no fun to play those games with me, since I have a hard time playing “mean” or “edgy”. I understand there are use cases for all kind of intelligence, I just happen to prefer and feel more at ease with collaborative ones. So search for intelligence within myself and others leads me to the question: What do I need for a good collaboration?
- Check on vocabulary, meanings and definitions.
- Dealing with differences – addressing resistance – for e.g.: via systemic consensing
- The willingness and ability to use higher quality or more recent information as soon as it is available.
At this point I want to plug my friend Wolfgang Lukas, who is researching and offering contemplative collaboration, a project to support improved well-being and efficiency in scientific and other complex projects.
that some parts of us
are no good.
Shall not be seen.
Are to be hidden.
Are damaging to others
Make us unlovable.
Cultural norms; loud voices; beliefs
have an important say about the names of those unloved, unwanted parts.
Anger; negativity; emotionality;
emotions that differ from those who are welcome by us, or people close to us.
To spend time with people who are able to witness you,
in those states, those parts of you,
can be a very powerful path towards
integrating those parts; connecting; healing
I’m a very happy being to have such presences in my life.
Whenever I’m courageous and the outcome of my courage
is not the “best” possible variant of all worlds,
so to say, the fulfillment of my expectation,
I was still courageous.
I did my part.
I walked the extra mile
I was idling indoors, when suddenly through my open balcony door I heard the rain to start pouring cats and dogs. There I felt it: the urge to run out into the rain and play. I was running splashingly through small lakes of water, literally wetting my pants.
I jumped up and down, giggled like a child “throwing” the water with my feet as far as I could. *splishy*splashy*
My feet were burning from the sensations it’s been quite a while since I last ran. I felt the rain on my skin, the water trickling down my head, the air burning in my lungs, I smelt, felt and became rain.
After a thorough Tai Chi session I returned home.
Warm rain and that mood: what an amazing, spontaneous and lovely artist date.
I got down to one switch per day, yay!
That means I complain at average once a day.
I already went 24 hours complaint free.