From the Latin integer, which simply means “intact.” To be in integrity is to be one thing, whole and undivided.*
Each of us possesses five fundamental, enthralling maps to the natural world: sight, touch, taste, hearing, smell. As we unravel the threads that bind us to nature, as denizens of data and artifice, amid crowds and clutter, we become miserly with these loyal and exquisite guides, we numb our sensory intelligence. This failure of attention will make orphans of us all.**
I am not intact without you, without the world, without my god, without me.
In this realisation I fathom integrity to be a journey, a lifetime, an endless unfolding of the possibility to connect and be more intact today than I was yesterday.
*From Martha Beck’s The Way of Integrity;
**Ellen Meloy, quoted in Maria Popova’s Brain Picking’s: The Conscience of Colour from Chemistry to Culture.