Across the ideological spectrum, in boardrooms and over coffee, within environmental organizations and multinationals, one insistent question keeps tugging at the edges of human consciousness and conscience: Will we wake up in time? And what if this wasn't just a frightening thought, but was instead a real—and urgent—question: Will we awaken to new ways of seeing each other and working together before we bring about a real disaster?

The four authors of the recently released Presence took that question very seriously. It motivated them to begin a profound and personal exploration into the nature of real change. For Peter Senge, organizational change guru and author of the blockbuster The Fifth Discipline, this meant paying close attention to those moments when individuals and organizations tap into deeper capacities for creative transformation. For researcher Otto Scharmer and American Leadership Forum founder Joseph Jaworski, it meant conducting some 150 interviews with creative scientists and entrepreneurs to learn how successful innovation arises. And for Betty Sue Flowers, a specialist in myth, it meant exploring the power of envisioning new futures. For all of them, it meant reaching for a new way to understand the depth and complexity of who we are and what confronts us. Together, through a series of conversations that took place over the course of a year and a half, they began to recognize an emergence in human consciousness: the capacity to “presence”—to pre-sense, to become present to an emerging future that is our highest purpose and potential.

Presence, part fictitious reenactment of their conversations and part exploration of all that points to this new emergence, is the result of this remarkable collaboration. Published by the Society for Organizational Learning (www.solonline.org), which was founded by Senge, the book is a creative synthesis of their work with the latest in science, organizational theory, and sacred wisdom. Here, in the excerpt that follows, is the first “conversation” between the authors, their call to all of us to wake up—before it's too late.

November 2000

The four of us were sitting in a circle in the study of Otto's home on Maple Avenue in Cambridge, Massachusetts. Outside, a light snow was falling. Inside, under the windows, Otto had placed bright red poinsettias. The walls were covered with charts, several with a large U drawn on them. Books were neatly stacked everywhere, and in one corner a computer hummed quietly.

“When Otto said that Jurassic Park was written in this house, I couldn't help thinking how ironic it was, given our conversations,” said Betty Sue. “Now here we are sitting in the 'house of the dinosaurs' talking about a real-life nightmare scenario: the destruction of our environment; the growing social divide between rich and poor; the potential dangers of things like biotechnology; and escalating violence around the world.”

“Isn't it ironic the way people talk about dinosaurs?” Peter said. “Today we say an organization is 'just like a dinosaur' when we mean it's slow and can't adjust to change. But you know, the dinosaurs did manage to survive over a hundred times longer than humans have so far. Whatever beings might take our place here in the future will probably say, 'Just like the human beings—too bad they didn't have the adaptive capabilities of dinosaurs!'”

Betty Sue shuddered. “Hearing human beings talked about in the past tense like that is terribly chilling. I guess we all know that since we have the means to destroy ourselves, it's possible that we will. The unthinkable is possible, but it's still very difficult to consider. The poet Auden said, 'We must love one another or die.' No one thinks we're very close to loving one another just yet, but we also don't seem willing to consider the consequences of not doing so.”

“And that's why we don't change,” Peter replied. “I was speaking at a conference on business and the environment last week, and stayed at a conference center that I first visited twenty years ago. This center hosts a conference every year at which a prestigious environmental sustainability award is given, so you would expect it to be a showcase for environmentally sound practices, but I'm sure this place generates more waste per customer than they did twenty years ago.

“Everything is individually wrapped—coffee, sugar, shampoo—and each container will be thrown away. The materials used in the room were no more environmentally sound than they had been twenty years ago—the wood hadn't been sustainably harvested, the plastics and materials couldn't be recycled, and the appliances couldn't be remanufactured. I had asked for a room where I could open the windows. They didn't have any because they relied on central air-conditioning and heating. The electricity that drove the air conditioning undoubtedly came mostly from power plants that burned coal and other fossil fuels—heating up the earth in order to cool off our rooms. Then I saw this silly little bar of soap, individually wrapped. Somehow it epitomized the whole situation.

“Those soaps end up being ninety percent wasted—waste that is completely unnecessary. They could easily be replaced by liquid soap dispensers that create almost no waste. There are even biodegradable liquid soaps now. One is manufactured by a supplier in Sweden, partly owned by Scandic, which has gone from a mediocre, financially strapped business to one of Sweden's most financially successful hotel chains, in part through its commitment to 'the sustainable hotel room.' There's no reason being environmentally smart can't be good for business as well—at least in Sweden.

“So I stood there looking at this little bar of soap, listening to my air conditioner whir in the background, feeling angrier and angrier, and wondered why this American conference center still hadn't learned in twenty years what the Swedish hotel chain had learned in a few years. Why were we even still bothering to hold conferences about environmental business practices? Do we Americans care at all about the effects we're having on the natural environment that all life must share? Then I saw the only artifact of environmental consciousness in the whole room—a little card that said, 'In order to help the environment, we won't do your linens if you don't ask us to.' Give me a break! After twenty years, all we've accomplished is they won't wash our linens if we don't ask them to!”

“We've all known the frustration and discouragement you were feeling,” said Betty Sue. “At least I have. But are you saying that we avoid these issues to avoid the discouragement?”

“Not quite.” Peter paused and continued quietly, “I had a difficult meditation this morning. It was very disturbing, as sometimes they are. I seemed to be in touch with an extraordinary fear—just the fear by itself, no thoughts or associations.

“This fear is probably present more than I'm willing to see, except when it suddenly pokes through like it did this morning. The anger I felt at the hotel came from this deeper fear. I've known about the threats to the environment for so long—but the changes we've made are so small, given what's needed and what we're capable of achieving.

“If the future is going to be different, we have to go far beyond these little piecemeal gestures and begin to see the systems in which we're embedded—and I guess I have doubts if we're up for this. The question isn't, 'Do you want your bed linens changed?' It's more like, 'Do you want to change the way you live?' But this question sits on top of an immense fear, and I think that, Betty Sue, is one reason we prefer not to think, or talk, about these things.”

Joseph leaned forward. “But isn't that why we're here? Haven't we come together to answer one fundamental question: Why don't we change? What would it take to shift the whole?”

“We don't change because we think we're immortal.” Otto's tone was matter-of-fact. “Like teenagers, we might be afraid, but we still think we'll go on forever.”

“Perhaps that's true,” said Joseph, shaking his head. “I recently read an article that's been circulating in the foundation community written by a man named Jack Miles, a senior adviser to the J. Paul Getty Trust, called 'Global Requiem.'* It's a speculation about what would happen if we started to realize that humankind might not overcome these problems, that we might not develop a sustainable society—that the human race might perish. It's an exploration of the unthinkable.”

“But don't scenarios like that evoke the very fear Peter is talking about?” Otto asked. “As he showed, this sort of fear is usually met by denial or simply makes us feel hopeless.”

“But that doesn't have to happen,” Joseph replied. “I've seen many instances where imagining alternative futures, even negative futures, can actually open people up.”

“Scenarios can alter people's awareness,” Betty Sue agreed. “If they're used artfully, people actually begin to think about a future that they've ignored or denied. The key is to see the different future not as inevitable, but as one of several genuine possibilities.

“Maybe if people really believed we could be headed for extinction, we would do collectively what many people do individually when they know they may actually die—we would suddenly see our lives very clearly.”

“If we could actually face our collective mortality—and simply tell the truth about the fear, rather than avoiding it—perhaps something would shift,” said Peter.

“Several years ago in one of our leadership workshops, a Jamaican man from the World Bank named Fred told a story that moved people very deeply. A few years earlier he had been diagnosed with a terminal disease. After consulting a number of doctors, who all confirmed the diagnosis, he went through what everyone does in that situation. For weeks he denied it. But gradually, with the help of friends, he came to grips with the fact that he was only going to live a few more months. 'Then something amazing happened,' he said. 'I simply stopped doing everything that wasn't essential, that didn't matter. I started working on projects with kids that I'd always wanted to do. I stopped arguing with my mother. When someone cut me off in traffic or something happened that would have upset me in the past, I didn't get upset. I just didn't have the time to waste on any of that.'

“Near the end of this period, Fred began a wonderful new relationship with a woman who thought that he should get more opinions about his condition. He consulted some doctors in the States and soon after got a phone call saying, 'We have a different diagnosis.' The doctor told him he had a rare form of a very curable disease. And then came the part of the story I'll never forget. Fred said, 'When I heard this over the telephone, I cried like a baby—because I was afraid my life would go back to the way it used to be.'

“It took a scenario that he was going to die for Fred to wake up. It took that kind of shock for his life to be transformed. Maybe that's what needs to happen for all of us, for everyone who lives on Earth. That could be what a requiem scenario offers us.”

There was silence for a moment.

“You know,” said Joseph quietly, “when all is said and done, the only change that will make a difference is the transformation of the human heart.”

Excerpt from Global Requiem

by Jack Miles

We have been in possession since Charles Lyell and Charles Darwin of a disturbing new awareness that nature too has a history. It does not abide forever. This alone is enough to undercut the age-old contrast between the temporality of mankind and the eternity of nature. But more recently that disruption has acquired a corollary. If the first generations that assimilated Darwin's thought were concerned with the origin of species, our own is concerned in an unprecedented way with the extinction of species and, above all, with the threat of extinction that faces the human species. During the 1850s, while Darwin was concluding The Origin of Species, the rate of extinction is believed to have been one every five years. Today, the rate of extinction is estimated at one every nine minutes.

Will the human species be extinguished in its turn? The statistical question, perhaps the statistical likelihood, is complicated, morally, by the probability that human extinction, if it comes about soon, will prove to have been species suicide. “Human reproduction,” veteran foreign correspondent Malcolm W. Browne wrote in his 1993 memoir Muddy Boots and Red Socks (Times Books):

“Many would disagree with that assessment,” Browne concludes, “but for what it's worth, my own experience as a journalist bears it out.” As voices like Browne's are increasingly heard, the cause that until now has been presented as the defense of the environment, as if the environment were an importunate relative whom long-suffering mankind was being asked to support, is beginning to be presented as the self-defense of the human species itself. The environment is, after all, the human habitat, and time after time extinction has followed on loss of habitat when the species at risk was not able to adapt in time. Despite our large numbers, we are an endangered species.